Chapter Five: Hello Cutie!
Meanwhile, Erica had her own sinister plans that involved getting a hot date and possibly a hot meal! Often, she would scour Whitechapel with wishes that she'd encounter a unique specimen to add to her collection. The week of Valentine's day was starting to look grim until a face appeared. The new guy in school looked too yummy to pass up!
When there was someone new, everyone noticed. Their small school left it inevitable that everyone had at least heard of just about everyone and when a new face appeared it was not only obvious, but shocking too. It was rare that anyone moved to Whitechapel, it was typically the other way around. Even if the dude wanted to hide away, it was impossible when he looked that good. He was tall, tan, muscular, wore clothes that fit him in all the right places, had full lips, a jawline that could cut diamonds and the silkiest black hair. Meat like this was bound to find its way into the fangs of a very hungry vampire. And Erica was determined to be that vampire.
Today she wore her best outfit; a tight and low-cut black leather top, skinny jeans that shaped her just right, and dark red lips that was known to make men swoon. Every time she wore this ensemble, she was successful. The Valentine's Day dance was just the thing to celebrate her soon to be victorious capture. He'd be looking handsome, she'd be in a stunning red dress and soon his O positive blood would be dripping down that sexy thick neck of his. Man, even his hands looked amazing.
Getting him to notice her wouldn't be a problem. And a great conversation starter never hurt anyone. All she needed was to find an opportunity to prey and he was soon to be hers! A full night with just Erica, he was one lucky guy and he didn't even know it. As if fate winked at her, the gorgeous stranger strode past. The suckish part was that he didn't even glance her way. She would have to do this the normal way and not play hard to get. Why did she always have to do everything herself?
"Hey there cutie," Erica said confidently with a smirk on her face. She rested against the locker and stared directly into those blue pools she'd been (un)dying to swim into. Surprised that anyone was talking to him, he looked down to see a blonde girl giving him heart eyes.
"Uh...hi" he said vexatiously, not used to such forwardness in a person. It creeped him out mainly. Crazy chicks were the ones known for their unstoppable behavior and absence of fear.
Erica looked dropped dead gorgeous (irony had a sense of humor). Irregardless of her good looks, personality were important to the mysterious outsider and she wasn't making a great first impression. Subtly and sweetness were more appealing traits in a person than forwardness and edge. To some, they enjoyed the chase or being chased. Games were sadly not his cup of tea.
"I'm Erica. Does the new hottie want to share his name?" she licked her lips, her eyes crawling up and down to really get a good look up close. He was even more attractive in person! If it hadn't been for her surefire vampire charms, she'd be blushing like a madman.
"Erastus," he answered hesitantly, still unsure of what exactly Erica wanted from him. Not knowing much about this school, he'd assume that she was put up to a prank. Canadians weren't this friendly were they?
"Oooh exotic are we. What's that accent I hear~" Erica raised her hand to her ear, pretending like this would help her decipher where he's from more accurately.
"Greek, I'm from Greece," Erastus said, fastening his backpack zipper and closing his locker to flee from this discomforting conversation.
"Greek huh? No wonder you look like a god," Erica said, stepping closer to him with a more serious expression painted across her face.
"Thank you?" Erastus nodded his head and bolted before Erica got the chance to sneak in another line of hers. She loved it when they ran. It made the catch all the more rewarding!
Even if Erastus were to consider forwarding relations with Erica, he wasn't fully aware of her intentions. Being on the same page was important to him and it was evident that she liked to beat around the bush. Plus, her pushiness had already started to reveal itself. There wasn't any point in continuing this when the signs of failure were scattered everywhere along the highway he was looking down. Erica was not worth the mental headache. No girl was.
"Oof, you definitely get a giant L stamped on your forehead for that one," the vexing Ror-master teased as he approached his favorite babe in the entire school. If he could pick any fish from the sea, it would be Erica. She was sexy, sassy, and loved the band Single Tear just like him. They also both had the same taste in food, much to his delight. They could have a romantic picnic with wineglasses of fresh blood. He had way more to offer than that exchange student! Sure he was attractive, but he had no personality. Personality is where it was at man.
"Oh shut up. I've been on tons of dates, you've never even had one," Erica pointed out, not wanting to appear like a loser in front of the geekiest loser in the entire town. He was a vampire and still managed to make her cringe and that was saying a lot.
"Not true, I dated Debby," Rory reminded her. Debby was the most beautiful girl he'd ever kissed, even if she was a little crazy.
"Please, dolls brought to life don't count," Erica retorted back, almost too proud that she had known that fact.
"Sure it does. You're just jealous that she was totally in love with me," Rory's heart fluttered in thought of his ex-girlfriend. She was a doll sucking the life out of people to stay alive, but she never tried that on him. Erica was just bitter that she happened to be one of her victims, in the bathroom of all places! His ex was seductive and could kick some major butt.
"She wasn't even alive. Everything she felt was fake," and with that, Erica left Rory alone to ponder what she said.