The Vampire Moms' Social Club-Siobhan
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I walk into my office at the Dubliner Daily and flick on my computer while pretending I'm nursing a mug of tea, just in case Luce, my cubicle mate, shows up. She thinks I'm weird enough. My college mate, Moira, just started an online support group for vampire moms. She's going a bit batty since she just had a baby. She's a half-blood, a Dhampir, actually, and can have children. I'm not sure how it works, precisely, and it's a little creepy. She's a good egg, though, and I know that she will be fantastic. She and her husband, Declan, who we all call Dec, just formed their own coven. We never thought she'd marry; Moira is independent, loud, and, even though she is completely gorgeous, she doesn't take a lot of pains with her appearance. Like, she has long, tomato-red hair and freckles. But she does nothing to it except let it tumble around her waist. It is very curly, and she could blow dry it straight or braid it or even do a ponytail, but she says she can't be bothered. Plus, she wears hideous hipsters and her favorite color t-shirt is pink. With red hair. When she is not dressed in her "mom wear", she can be found in her RBS shirt. The woman lives for rugby; I don't get it. I flick over to her website, and note with pleasure that Esme Cullen has signed on, and that Moira was on her best behavior. I type my intro quickly; I have been planning what to say.
Hello. My name is Siobhan Murphy. I am a vampire mom to a thirteen year old girl called Maggie, and I live with her and Liam, my partner, here in gorgeous Dublin. I am an editor at the Dubliner Daily and I joined because Moira will never speak to me again if I don't. Just kidding. Maggie is usually really good, but lately we have had boys coming around, so that may be a topic of interest for some of us? Let's see, oh, yes, I would personally like to welcome the American vampires-Esme and Bella Cullen. Thank you for joining us; and please beg our pardon, we are both Irish women and tend to be a little feckless; if we are loud an d obnoxious, just give us a verbal smack and we'll settle down. I think that's really all about me for now.
I sit back and review my work; everything appears to be spelled correctly. I hit "send" and then click on the message that Fi has sent me. She is acting the maggot (1) and slagging me for slagging her and threatening me with Rugby paraphernalia. I message her back, telling her to quit being a waster(2) and get back to work. I scan Esme's introduction; it seems short, but then she is far more reserved than even I am, and my friends call me the Brit as a joke, in reference to my quiet, slightly reserved. It is odd, in a way, that Moira and I are close; she is from a small, very poor village near Cork city and I am from Dublin. We were best mates in college and it never really went away. I am glad she has found happiness with Dec and the kids, even if her oldest is a bit of a gobshite (3). Luce shows up then, so I quickly switch my screen from the email to my work page and start tapping away at my to-do list.
The End
1) Playing the maggot-fooling around
2) being a waster-wasting time, being completely useless
3)gobshite-idiot.
