(Charlotte's POV)
She's not weird.
But, that statement also ignores the fact that she's a daywalking vampire who can control time and writes Doctor Who fanfiction. However, ignoring those facts she's a normal blonde with intelligence and wit far beyond her years.
Bit that's another thing, she's seen things, done things normal, living people in the twenty-first century shouldn't have been able to do!
She pushed boxes at the Boston Tea Party,she was on the Titanic, she was in Iran during the hostage crisis, hell she was a hostage!, and she saw the inauguration of Franklin Delano Roosevelt and was there to witness them.
Her phone, on the nightstand upstairs, began buzzing and she sighed, saving the document on her computer that she was working on and "ran" upstairs. What that means is she was kind of just... there, by her phone in seconds.
She picks up the phone, not looking at the name and clicking accept.
"Charlotte Elizabeth Dalton of Dalton Industries. How may I assist you?"
"Lottie, you'd never guess, but I finally did it. I finally started the game with the right guy this time!" AJ says, She could almost hear the excitement in AJ's voice.
"Wait, what do you mean, 'right' guy? AJ, you say that so often I'm surprised you're still looking for him," I laugh. How many men had she killed by now? Probably half of the ones she'd seen her younger friend leave the bar with.
"I mean, I stole something from him, and found out he's even like me. Granted, he's not a hybrid, but he's one of them, and I'm pretty sure that this time he's Mr. Right."
"Define one of them."
"He's a Dandie."
"You fucktard. Why the hell do you want to get involved with a Dandie?"
"Well, for starters, they're all really fucking hot, and they pretty much control this city. What's not to like? Power, good looks and immortality? Count me in. Thing is... it's a doubled edged sword. I think I fucked up. And like...Big time fucked up."
"Well of course you fucked up! It's the Dandies. Why would you start "the game" with a Dandie?"
"Because I wanted a challenge. The others have been too easy, I have a souvenir box filled with the objects, most of which have been from mortals I've accidentally killed. You've seen it."
She's silent for a long time. "You dumbass. Humans don't play the game."
"I know. But we can't shake our nature. Every time one has the misfortune of inviting me over after I meet him at the bar has no idea what he's getting into. It's a little better now that Amelia's taught me how to control myself..."
"You're ridiculous. You could at least have some finesse. Humans aren't the way to go. The vampires are who you have a better shot with."
"Oh what, like when you met Jack? Or Dmitri? Or Thaddeus? Or Tobias?" AJ asks with a hint of snarkiness. "How'd those work out for you, Princess Peach?"
"Okay, none of those games ended well, but they're all still my friends! Plus, Jack, Dmitri and Tobias joined my coven! But still... why fuck up by picking a Dandie in the first place! Do you even know which one it was?!"
"Black derby, grey suit, wavy-ish dark brown hair, cute furry little mink coat thing or something over his shoulder. Was way too easy to get on the ground."
"That's William Beckett you dumbass! He's the leader! The strongest, the deadliest!"
"Well fuck, if he's the strongest, how come I had him on the ground in minutes?"
"Because he's not easily distracted and your non-biting wet dog smell managed to distract him. Pretty vampire, bad smell, doesn't compute."
"Makes sense why he was smelling my hair then. I think I left some pretty decent marks, too. Damn, I knew I should've just gone for the neck. Oh well, next time I will. Hey, if you're not busy next weekend and if I'm not knee deep in playing this game, you want to be my winglady? We could try and get you a date while I'm busy trying not to drain some poor guy."
"Because the hospital sent me a crate of blood packets this afternoon." Lottie tells her, "Remember how Doctor Harkness said if I brought more O-negative people to the hospital he'd send me A positive? Well thirty new donors mysteriously popped up out of the woodworks."
"Yeah... so that's a no? You know it's hard to keep this up. Amelia's got no clue what we, er, I do. If she knew half of the shit I pulled, she'd kill me herself. I just hope he finds me soon. I always hate the waiting, it's the hardest part."
"Because you have the attention span of a goldfish." Lottie pointed out, "And if you want to go out that badly... I'll meet you tomorrow night down at the marina? There's supposed to be some new club opening tomorrow."
"I'm in. Do you know how happy I'd be if he'd just show up? 'Course, he's gotta figure out who I am first, but oh well. Hey, maybe if the entire coven shows we could get you playing with one of his men!"
"No. No, Gila, Sinalubiri, Ah ah, Nangwa, Enna, Ayi, Yagam, Ne, Sa, So, Ngome, Ntondo-"
"Stop saying no! Jesus, okay we won't set you up. But still it'll be interesting to see if he shows." AJ grumbles.
"I'm not saying I don't want to be set up, I'm just saying I just don't want a Dandie."
"You don't know what you're missing. But I've gotta go, Amelia's home. Tomorrow night, what time are we thinking?"
"Um... seven? Come by here, we'll get ready and we'll be out by ten?"
"Sounds good to me. Now I just have to hope all hell will break lose after we hang out again, or during, either fine's. Just not before."
"Why the fuck do you want to have that- never mind. Bye. Love you. Don't die. Make good choices. Stay in school, don't do drugs. Okay, I'm good." She then proceeds to hang up the phone and return to her fanfiction.
"Tick-tock goes the broken clock, Doctor. Will you fix it?"
The perfect closing sentence.
(Gabe's POV)
It had been years since he'd played a decent game, and once he overheard the one person he never thought that would ever get to play the game had been chosen for one, he figured, what the hell, might as well give it another shot.
"So do you guys have any clue who this chick is? I mean, if she's stupid enough to go after Bill, she's got to have a reputation of her own."
Some of the younger Dandies stared, the older ones smirked. The younger ones had never heard the leader referred to anything other than William, and the older ones knew Gabe was the only person that could possibly get away with calling him that and living.
"Eh, we got her name, but other than that, nothing." Brendon explained, grabbing his laptop.
"William told Mike and I to look her up, but I figure, if she really is a stupid as we think, she's going to show herself again sooner or later."
"She's probably not that stupid. Just lucky and very hot. Very, very hot."
"Why would it matter if she's hot?"
"Hot girls normally have hot friends. Our luck, she won't be the best looking out of all of them."
"You say that like you expect she's got friends that are stupid enough to come after us."
"It's because that's exactly what I mean. So, what's her name then?"
"It's Adeline Winters or something like that," Carden said, pulling the laptop away from Brendon only to pull up a google page.
"Wait, I think I've actually heard that name before... I think. Open up a youtube search, I'll show you want I mean."
Carden nodded, and after loading up a youtube page, passed it to the other.
After a few minutes of searching, Gabe found exactly what he was looking for.
"See? '1,000 and 1 Windy City Nights'. It's her video blog series. I only can tell that's her because there's like twenty videos or so up and she's in all of them. The one in her room is a dead giveaway, there's a mirror behind her desk."
"But she's got a reflection."
"Well you guys did mention she's not a pureblood. If she was she wouldn't have one, but since she isn't there you go. Only thing now is you guys have to see her face to face."
"And how are we supposed to do that? It's not like she left us a phone number or something." William said, walking into the foyer, almost smiling at the group of vampires huddled around the laptop.
"You know me, if it's later and there's nothing to do, where am I? Bill, just give up on trying to find her, you're gonna run into her again anyways, that's the way these things go."
"First part, you're implying you're going bar crawling. Again. Second, I don't really know how these things go, because it's the first time in three hundred years that I'm playing."
"But you're only-"
"This is my first game. So, what would you say is the easiest way to find her?"
Gabe laughed.
"Did you not hear what I said two minutes ago? I say we go bar to bar until we find her, then-"
"There's a new one opening open on the marina tomorrow night," Brendon interjected, noticing the ad in the sidebar.
"Well, looks like our night's planned out for us then. Glad I could help!"
And with that, Gabe handed the laptop back to Carden, got up, said a quick goodbye to everyone, and left.
William sighed, looking at his two second in commands.
"Does he really expect me to go with him to some new club tomorrow?"
Both nodded, before Brendon said, "And hey, even if you don't find her, there'll still be plenty of mortals there to pick from. Bring a few back if you can."
"HEY! You lost the bet!" Carden turned, wanting to do the typical 'na-na-na-na-na-na I won you lost' thing, but before he could, Brendon cut in.
"Did not. I said if she was none of the above, and she's an internet starlett."
"That's still some kind of famous! You owe me four girls next time we go hunting."
"Fine, let's go tonight so you can shut up about it."
"Fine."
William smiled. For both of them being just over two hundred, they sure could act like newborns sometimes.
"As long as you're back by sunrise, you two!" he called after them, watching them take the stairs two at a time to their rooms, laughing as they ran.
"We heard you!"