Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

1
Awake

Some one was beside me. I could feel it. A hand grabbed my shoulder. It whipped me around to face a girl’s figure silhouetted against the street light that spilled into the alley. I suddenly felt tired, like I wanted to just fall asleep in her arms. She laid me down on the cold asphalt then leaned over to my neck. I felt her warm breath on my neck, she opened her mouth and. . . .
My eyes shot open. I saw Stephanie’s face about an inch away from my own, her eyes staring straight into mine. I yelled in surprise and recoiled in fear. I tried to scramble away but just tangled up my legs in the sheet and fell off the side of the bed onto the wood floor. Ouch. Stephanie burst out laughing. I quickly untangled my legs and jumped to my feet, my face red with embarrassment.
“That was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen! You should have seen your face. Damn that was good.”
“Damn you Steph.” I grumbled, throwing a pillow at her.
Stephanie just kept laughing. She rolled over then sat up again.
“Okay, I’ve done that to lots of people, you know, sneak up on them while they’re sleeping, but you were the best. Fell off the bed and everything.” She started to giggle again, smiling hard and showing all her teeth along with her two long canine teeth.
“Okay Steph, it’s not that funny, yah it was funny but it wasn’t that funny, oh great I’m repeating myself.” I said. I sat back on the bed and put my head in my hands. Steph had stopped laughing but still had a big grin on her face. Slowly with my left foot I scooted her butt off the bed, but she caught herself before she hit the floor. She yelled at me, but not in a mean way. I spread my limbs out on the small twin sized bed and smiled. Well that had been an interesting way to start the night, but I was still tired. I had been in a deep sleep and then Steph just had to come and wake me up. I glanced at the small digital clock on our dresser. Its bright green numbers read 10 : 27 P. M. . I groaned. I heard Stephanie’s footsteps coming toward me and quickly pulled my huge shirt down, then said
“You’re lucky Stephanie.”
The footsteps stopped but she was already right beside me.
“Why?” she said “Lucky that you didn’t punch me in surprise defense?”
“No,” I said with a smirk “lucky you didn’t catch me sleeping with nothing on . . . like I usually do.” I laughed and pulled a pillow over my head. Stephanie shook me and said
“Hey! Don’t go back to sleep naked woman, you promised that we would go to Las Noches tonight. Now get up.”
I had promised but I wasn’t in the mood to go. Going would mean that I had to get out of bed and put on clothes that were not pajamas, beautify myself and actually go to the place. Stephanie kept shaking me until I swatted at her with my hand. I turned over and said into the pillow
“I dnnn wannnn gmmmm.”
Steph tore the pillow away and pulled on my arm.
“I know you don’t want to go but you promised. Now get your a** out of bed or I’ll hit it until it turns red.”
I laughed, and then looked up at her. No matter what the situation was Stephanie could always make me laugh. I loved how she could just say a phrase like that and get me to crack up. It was probably because she had known me for a while now, but I still loved it. I laughed again and sat up then stared at Steph with a mischievous look.
“You know that wont work.”
“Yeah, I know, ‘cuz you’ll like it and it surely won’t motivate you to move.
“Exactly,” I said. “I’m never gona be able to get back to sleep now so we might as well go. Curse you and your cute voice.”
Stephanie smiled an odd smile. It was like a mix of triumph, happiness and approval. She turned and headed for the tiny closet that we had in our tiny room. After pulling off a few clothes from their hangers she said
“Ill change in the living room since no one’s here. I’m sure you have an idea of what you are going to wear to Las Noches, just don’t dress like a slut.”
And with that she walked towards the door. I grinned and yelled at her
“You know I love you right Steph?”
She whirled around, her long black hair flying about her shoulders and back.
“Really?” she said sarcastically. “I’m loved. I’m so happy now.”
“Yup, you’re loved.” I said. I started to pull the large shirt I was wearing over my head and they said jokingly.
“Now get out, before you really see me naked!”
“You know I want to.” She replied and then disappeared through the door.
I rolled out of the bed and groggily walked over towards the minuscule closet. I felt like a zombie for a second considering that I had my eyes closed and my arms were stretched out in front of me snatching for the clothes in the closet. When my hands touched fabric I opened my eyes. I pulled the clothes that I planned to wear off their hangers then laid them on the bed: a pair of sleek black dress pants and a crimson tank top. This was most likely my favorite outfit to wear to clubs and places like that. The tank top was somewhat revealing but the pants showed that I wasn’t a slutty girlie-girl. Plus the red and black said vampire all over it, or at least I thought it did. I slipped into the pants. They were perfect for tonight, fitted and black, what more could you want? I pulled the big white sleep-shirt over my head and went searching for a braw. After I ripped through two small drawers and a basket full of clean clothes I managed to find one. I put it on, having difficulty clipping it together, then pulled the tank over my head, smoothed it out and walked over to the dresser we had in the room. On top of it were a few make-up items and a large mirror. I picked up a compact of powder and went over my face with the puff. It was so hard for me to find make-up light enough to match my skin because it was so pale. I didn’t need that much make-up, a little powder a little eyeliner - done. I slipped on a pair of black pumps - there, I was ready. There was a knock on the door. I yelled
“Ya, ‘c’mon in.”
I took a ten dollar bill from my wallet on the dresser and quickly stuffed it into my pocket then turned around. Stephanie poked her head in with her eyes shut tight.
“Are you naked?” she said smiling.
“Nope, sorry.”
Stephanie pulled the rest of her body into the room.
“Darn.” She said. I couldn’t help but smile. I felt my two sharp teeth push down on my bottom lip. I ran my tongue over them like it would make them less pointy or something but just ended up putting a nice slice in my tongue. Steph shook her head and walked towards me.
“That was smart. I thought that by the end of two years you would have gotten used to them.”
I smiled, blood still on my two sharp teeth even though my tongue had healed. She smiled back her own teeth showing. She was wearing a light blue corset but it was covered in a black rose lace. She was also wearing black pants. Light blue eye shadow lined her eyes along with black eyeliner. A circle of onyx dangling from a light blue ribbon was tied around her neck and her black hair spilled down to her mid back, the blue streaks kind of hidden. I had always loved that outfit on her, it was just perfect. She must have seen my expression because she stuck a ridiculous pose and said
“How do I look?”
I quoted Harold Zidler from the movie The Moulin Rouge
“Oh my little strawberry, how can they possibly resist from gobbling you up?”
She laughed and I strutted towards her swinging my hips as much as possible just to be silly. She raised her eyebrows and half laughing purred
“Ooooo, sexy.”
Once I had reached her I put my arm on her and giggling once more before I said
“I feel bad for you short people, always getting used as armrests. . .”
Steph pushed my arm off and put her arm around my waist.
“Lets go.” she said. We disappeared.