August 3rd, 2003
"Dolce?" Luci called as she came in the door.
"Yeah?" I yelled back from my room. I was searching under my bed for my old duffel bag. We were supposed to leave in 3 days, so I figured I better start packing.
"Can you help me take this stuff to the Laundromat?" She said, appearing at my door, "What are you up to?" My eyes widened, and I scrambled out from under the bed.
"Uh, nothing, I just lost...a shoe," It was all I could come up with. She frowned, looking me over. All the training had taken a toll on my body, and something about the look in her eyes clued me in on how worried she was about me.
"Look at you," She laughed, brushing the dust out of my hair, "Dulce May, you really are quite a picture." I looked down at myself. Earlier I had tried on an old dress I owned, to see if it would still fit me. It was a strapless, flowy, red number, and with my dark wavy hair, I looked like a girl right out of a Latino music video.
"Thanks," She smiled, and pulled me to her. Luci was the closest thing to a mother I had. I must admit Trev has a good taste in women.
"So how about that Laundromat?" I smiled and nodded.
The laundromat is a 15-minute walk from our apartment, but with the huge baskets of laundry we had, it seemed like much longer.
"What have you been up to lately? You've been gone an awful lot," Luci inquired.
"Kita and I have just been busy. We've only got a couple weeks of summer vacation left, so we're trying to make the best of it," I replied. I glanced at Luci, and couldn't help but laugh. Here we were, her dressed in her waitress uniform and flip-flops, and me in a music video dress, walking down Main Street. Not that main street was all that busy, but there were quite enough people there to stare and point.
"Luci?" I asked after we got into the building.
"Yes?" She replied as she sorted through the dirty clothing.
"What would you think about me going away, to Boston?" I asked.
"Why would you go there?" She raised her eyebrow at me.
"There's this great college prep school there, and Kita's mom knows the headmistress there, and got me accepted," I had been thinking of a story to tell Trev and Luci. I didn't want them to think I had just run off or something.
"Oh. Well, uh, Dulls, those schools are pretty expensive," Luci explained, "Believe me, if we had the money, you could go. Maybe if we save up-"
"I got a full scholarship," I interrupted.
"Oh," Luci responded, "That's wonderful!" She hugged me, and smiled. Though she looked happy on the outside, I could tell she didn't want me to go. But maybe it was the best for all of us.
"Let's have a celebration!" Luci proposed excitedly, "I'll make your favorites. Chicken Curry, Spanish rice, and crab salad." Haha, yeah, sounds kind of nasty doesn't it? Guess I have weird tastes.
"Great," I attempted a smile.
August 4th, 2003
"When are you leaving?" Trev asked me. Luci had to work a double shift, so Trev and I were eating microwave dinners on the balcony.
"Sunday," I answered, molding the mashed potatoes into a cross with my fork.
"Wow," Trev sighed, "How long are you going to be there?"
"Well, I'll visit for Christmas, and you guys can always visit me," I explained. More than anything, I wished I could take them with me. Lucinda has always believed in all that supernatural stuff, like knocking on wood, and those psychic readings. Trev was different. He had to see it to believe it. He didn't even believe in Santa Clause when we were little. So telling him that vampires were real, and that I fought them, would not go over so well with him. He'd probably have me committed.
"You know, I don't have to go," I told him. He put down his plate and turned to me.
"Dulce, look at me," He instructed, "You don't want to end up like me, or Luci. You've got a great chance to really do something with your life. Don't pass it up because of us. Don't let your life mean nothing." As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was right. If I stayed in Red Kill, I'd end up being a small town girl forever.
"I love you Trev," I lent over and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around me, and I buried my face into his chest. My eyes welled up with tears, but I held back the sob that crept up my throat.
"Dolce?" Luci called as she came in the door.
"Yeah?" I yelled back from my room. I was searching under my bed for my old duffel bag. We were supposed to leave in 3 days, so I figured I better start packing.
"Can you help me take this stuff to the Laundromat?" She said, appearing at my door, "What are you up to?" My eyes widened, and I scrambled out from under the bed.
"Uh, nothing, I just lost...a shoe," It was all I could come up with. She frowned, looking me over. All the training had taken a toll on my body, and something about the look in her eyes clued me in on how worried she was about me.
"Look at you," She laughed, brushing the dust out of my hair, "Dulce May, you really are quite a picture." I looked down at myself. Earlier I had tried on an old dress I owned, to see if it would still fit me. It was a strapless, flowy, red number, and with my dark wavy hair, I looked like a girl right out of a Latino music video.
"Thanks," She smiled, and pulled me to her. Luci was the closest thing to a mother I had. I must admit Trev has a good taste in women.
"So how about that Laundromat?" I smiled and nodded.
The laundromat is a 15-minute walk from our apartment, but with the huge baskets of laundry we had, it seemed like much longer.
"What have you been up to lately? You've been gone an awful lot," Luci inquired.
"Kita and I have just been busy. We've only got a couple weeks of summer vacation left, so we're trying to make the best of it," I replied. I glanced at Luci, and couldn't help but laugh. Here we were, her dressed in her waitress uniform and flip-flops, and me in a music video dress, walking down Main Street. Not that main street was all that busy, but there were quite enough people there to stare and point.
"Luci?" I asked after we got into the building.
"Yes?" She replied as she sorted through the dirty clothing.
"What would you think about me going away, to Boston?" I asked.
"Why would you go there?" She raised her eyebrow at me.
"There's this great college prep school there, and Kita's mom knows the headmistress there, and got me accepted," I had been thinking of a story to tell Trev and Luci. I didn't want them to think I had just run off or something.
"Oh. Well, uh, Dulls, those schools are pretty expensive," Luci explained, "Believe me, if we had the money, you could go. Maybe if we save up-"
"I got a full scholarship," I interrupted.
"Oh," Luci responded, "That's wonderful!" She hugged me, and smiled. Though she looked happy on the outside, I could tell she didn't want me to go. But maybe it was the best for all of us.
"Let's have a celebration!" Luci proposed excitedly, "I'll make your favorites. Chicken Curry, Spanish rice, and crab salad." Haha, yeah, sounds kind of nasty doesn't it? Guess I have weird tastes.
"Great," I attempted a smile.
August 4th, 2003
"When are you leaving?" Trev asked me. Luci had to work a double shift, so Trev and I were eating microwave dinners on the balcony.
"Sunday," I answered, molding the mashed potatoes into a cross with my fork.
"Wow," Trev sighed, "How long are you going to be there?"
"Well, I'll visit for Christmas, and you guys can always visit me," I explained. More than anything, I wished I could take them with me. Lucinda has always believed in all that supernatural stuff, like knocking on wood, and those psychic readings. Trev was different. He had to see it to believe it. He didn't even believe in Santa Clause when we were little. So telling him that vampires were real, and that I fought them, would not go over so well with him. He'd probably have me committed.
"You know, I don't have to go," I told him. He put down his plate and turned to me.
"Dulce, look at me," He instructed, "You don't want to end up like me, or Luci. You've got a great chance to really do something with your life. Don't pass it up because of us. Don't let your life mean nothing." As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was right. If I stayed in Red Kill, I'd end up being a small town girl forever.
"I love you Trev," I lent over and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around me, and I buried my face into his chest. My eyes welled up with tears, but I held back the sob that crept up my throat.