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MAD CAT : 8 Milan

Noirre

I stared at my reflection at a window. It was still me, the same raven hair and black coffee eyes, yet I seem different. My hair? It has grown longer. My clothes? Nothing wrong with it. It was decent looking. Black pants that had a chain to the side. An opened button white shirt that has a striped purple tank top inside.

Am I dressed too thinly for fall? It's not especially cold yet. Sigh, whatever. I looked around, what's wrong? The people sort of had a distance away. Then I looked to my shoes. It was ok. Forget it, no use trying to figure it out. I kept on walking, tall and coolly.

The flower/plant shop was pretty. There were so many pretty flowers and plants. I asked what's the best for an apartment. The clerk person gave me many choices and questioned me of what type I liked and the temperature of my home. Wow, I thought, this guy is no joke. He must really like them.

He gave me space to think about what I wanted. So much to choose. My focused thoughts suddenly drifted to Juli and Milan. Milan is a very big city, he might be there. I mean rich people like shiny cities right? I smiled at the thought. For a while now, I noticed I've been staring at a flower plant for the whole time.

I took a closer look and took a sniff. Its pretty and smells nice. The plant next to it compliments it and the other one also. I put them together one by one. Two flowery hanging plants, two potted plants and flower plants too. The smell they create is wonderful and they're beautiful.

"Oh? Good choice. I thought you didn't know plants and flowers?" He said. "I don't, they just seem nice." I complimented. He nodded. "Well, you're eyes and smell of things are sharp. They suit you. It matches with your personality too." "What?" I was about to ask but he cut me off.

"That will be XxxX." He smiled in a business way. Their rather costly aren't they? But..."Ok," I paid. "Will I carry them?" "Oh no, we'll deliver it for you...free. Since you paid over XxX." He said with a smile. Uh huh. I thought. I wrote my address and left. I don't even know the names of those is still time so I'll go back home and go to the capital city.

With a grunt, the bike skid to a stop. My apartment light was open. I can see it from where I was parking. Who could be there? My heart raced as I swiftly made a dash towards my place. When, I got there I saw Amy asleep at my sofa. Whew, I was both relieved and disappointed.

Relieved it was her and not some burglar. Disappointed because it's not you know hwo. If you don't get it then not the least bit of my concern. Am I mean? I don't think so. She lied there, mouth open. Amy must be upset. I looked at her sleeping face. It was amusing, I simply want to draw on her face. Hehehe–...

sigh...I gently shook her, but Amy didn't wake up. She didn't even made the slightest response, a grunt. Deciding she must have came over here to eat, I started cooking.

The noises of cooking woke her up. I was chopping potatoes when I heard an hmm smells yummy. "Nowwy? Whatcha cooking?" She said rather glumly. I looked at her. Amy seems upset and tired. "Had a bad day? I'm cooking beef stew. Want some?" I said more matter of factly than a question.

"I want some!" She exclaimed. "And yes...I had a horrible day!" Amy walked over to me and leaned to see what's cooking. She made a sobbing noise and eventually started crying. I patted her head while trying to cook at the same time. She finally stopped, when I was done with the stew.

Amy helped me set up the table. We ate quietly for a while, then I broke the silence. "Do you want to tell me?" She just nodded. "You know my boyfriend, right? Well...I don't think his parents like me very much." I stared at her thoughtfully and listened. She went on about status and being way out of his league and drama. She also told about how his mom clearly hated her and his dad all cold.

After she was done talking, she felt better. "This problem, I'll solve it myself. You won't always be here you know but thanks for listening." I only stood quietly nodding. She then left.

I may be understanding, but I'm still a guy. I wouldn't really know how to comfort her and give her advice. I'm glad she said she'll solve it herself. But if she did asked, I would've said solve it yourself.

Its sunset now. I'll head out soon to Milan. I hope Juli is there. Did he forget about me? Or was it all really a dream. Is he a real vampire in the first place? But then how could he go into my dream if he wasn't? And if he can go into my dream...then why hasn't he been doing so?

Ugh...it's best not to think too much into it. I scribbled a note that I'm going to Milan, just incase Amy comes in again. Seriously, I shouldn't have shown her where my emergency key is. But then again I didn't, she merely watched me and guessed the place.

My bike roared to life as I sped to the dense traffic. By 9:00 p.m. I was there. Vampires come at night but so does thugs. I must be careful not to get mixed into chaotic messes. I don't want to have to beat them up. What?

My confidence in my training is small but I can beat anyone attacking me. It's self defense. The night air welcomed me with a bitter cold breeze. The lights in Milan is astonishing. Flashy, brilliant signs and buildings. Elegant and modest skyscraper. Noisy and crowded streets. Populated with people of different kinds. So...it won't be easy. I knew that...right? Ugh

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