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We stop in a rather dirty parking lot in front of a greyish building and soon Steph is out and walking to the, what I suppose was beige, door, a box of donuts in one hand and her keys in the other.
I follow, taking her car keys and beeping the car shut before opening the door for her.
"Thanks." She says gruffly, probably noticing I didn't use a key to open the locked door.
We enter a stuffy office where a black girl with frighteningly short yellow spandex and VERY tight canary yellow top shuffling through her tiny bag.
I look at a paper filled desk with a PC that must come from the Middle Ages and a girl sitting behind it with boobs almost falling out of her gruesome stretchy T.
"Guys, this is Nell." Steph says from behind me, waving the donut box around.
The two women shake my hand politely, their eyes fixed on the box and as soon as I let their hands go they lunge for the box, almost knocking Steph down.
"Nell, this is Lula," Steph squeaks from under the body weight of the big black woman, "And that's Connie." She finishes pointing to the other woman who is already back at her desk, sugar falling from her donut into her boobs.
Eww…weird but…funny.
"What do you got for me?" Steph asks, plopping down onto the old brown sofa.
"Three skip, Vine Head said you would have to take one of Ranger's one's since he's not back yet and that's about it." Connie recites taking the files out and handing them over to Steph.
"I heard that!" Vinnie yells from his office as Connie mutters not very flattering things about a certain duck and a blond bimbo.
She finally finds the bug stuck under her stapler and she crushes it mercilessly.
Vinnie swears but doesn't come out.
I look over Steph's shoulder, smirking and almost gasp when I see the picture of one of the skips.
"Know him?" Steph asks, surprised.
I nod and take the file out of her hand.
"Theft…Internet scandals…yeah that's him alright." I mutter under my breath.
"How'd you meet him?"
I shoot a glance at Lula who is munching down the whole donut box, only stopping a second to ask the question then stuffing her face again.
"I met him in a bar. He said I danced well and we hit off from there. He taught me a couple things and in exchange I presented him to the best computer freak in my town." I explain with a knowing smile.
"What did he teach you?" Steph asks curiously.
"The basic knife fighting, a little shooting, bed stuff." I pull my fingers up as I say this.
"Bed stuff." Lula asks, face blank and questioning.
"You don't want to know." I answer, grinning.
My cell chirps superwoman and without even looking at the screen I answer.
"Yes grandma?" I ask, looking through the whole file in my hand.
"I need you to come over here sweety." She tells me.
"Where? What's wrong?" I ask, not even stopping my look-through of the file.
"Just get over here. I have to teach you something."
Sighting I agree and say goodbye before hanging up.
"Did you know that you are one of the rare persons around here who does that?" Steph asks, amused.
"I don't do that to everyone." I tell her maliciously, handing the file back.
"Could you drop me off at Grandma's? She needs to see me."
Steph nods and saying a quick goodbye we leave the office and walk back to her, now lime green, SUV.
I soon hop out and look at her zoom out with envy and regret.
"Rachel!" Grandma calls from the top of the house.
Sighting again, I walk in and climb to the attic.
"Yes?" I ask as I enter and stop dead in my tracks.
Grandma with a stake in her bloody hand is looking around, clearly satisfied.
"Sit down hon." She tells me, letting go of the piece of sharp wood and mentioning to an old moss eaten sofa.
I gingerly sit at the very edge as Grandma Mazur paces around me.
"That mark on your hand is no simple thing, it shows that you will save us from the Vampires." Grandma explains, taking my glove off and looking thoughtfully at it.
"Once I remove the spells I placed on you when you were little you will be able to hear better, see in the dark," Just as I am about to interrupt she puts a hand on my mouth, "I'm not finished dearie, you will learn how to recognize a Vampire with me and how to kill them." She continues as I scan her eyes for signs of craziness, having been around a lot I know how to see when someone is messed up but Grandma…isn't lying.
"Now, stay absolutely still." She instructs and I reluctantly do so, keeping a weary eye on her movements.
Grandma starts muttering a few incoherent words and I feel my eyelids droop.
Without even noticing I had fallen asleep, I open my eyes to find Grandma looking down at me, amused.
"Did it work?" I ask, getting up from the dusty ground and sneezing.
"Yes. Now. To work!" And indeed.
I stayed a whole bloody month in that attic, only going down to eat, having bathrooms upstairs and I have long since transferred my clothes here.
On my very few nights off I have managed to make the attic decent and I no longer sneeze each time Grandma makes me fall on the mat.
Yes, you read right. She may look fragile but she sure packs a bloody punch!
Fuckin' A! I no longer even go gentle on her for fear of hurting MYSELF!
Anyway, today, Grandma decreed I was sufficiently trained to go out with Steph to get a skip.
Sighting gratefully, I hop into the shower and let the burning liquid ease my shoulders.
After having wrapped a warm, cosy towel around my waist, I go in front of the mirror and stare in awe at the sexy, ever so visible, four packs, strong shoulders although they don't really look it and cute ass.
I look not much different but to me it's great!
Pulling on a tight, black jeans and black bare back I apply dark purple lipstick and jump in the SUV after Steph, feeling free for the first time in a whole month.
"It's been awhile!" Steph says jokingly.
I groan and Steph laughs, swinging us out of the parking lot and heading straight to the back of town.
"Who are we getting?" I ask, curious.
"Your pal the Internet maniac. We so far haven't found one decent address! Although, I called Ranger today and he sent me this one, says he might come when I told him I'd bring you."
I shrug, not showing my excitement at meeting Batman and look through the window dreamily.
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Well there it is! Guys! You better review for this one, I'm sinking a bit here and need motivation! Lol!