Chapter 6 - Date
When I pulled into the parking lot at school, I saw the icy Volvo parked six spots down. I stepped out of the truck and slipped. I fell but-first in a mud puddle. How embarrassing. Out of nowhere, Colleen and Stefan were both helping me up and Colleen rushing me to the girls bathroom. She had an extra pair of jeans that looked exactly like the ones I’d worn before.
“ Thank you so very much! I don’t know what I would do without you.” I said, truly grateful. My outfit had almost been ruined.
“ Don’t mention it, Wendi. You’re the only friend I have. I’ll look out for you and your pretty outfits.”
We left the bathroom and walked to Stefan. He was standing in the courtyard under an awning that stretched from the cafeteria roof to the library. He smiled as we approached. “ You look lovely today.” he said in a voice that could make an angel cry. Of course, I blushed. “So do you.” I replied lamely. He wore a grey waist-length collared jacket that was unbuttoned to reveal a black tee shirt that hugged his body in an appealing way. His pants were washed out jeans that looked worn and new at the same time. His hair, as always, was black and pointing in a messy look around his face. Ah, his face. So beautiful. I lost myself in his eyes. Slightly red, slightly black with a deep navy blue ring around them and so piercing and yet so sweet and soft.
“Wendi? Wendi are you okay?” Stefan called urgently.
“Oh, yes I am fine. Sorry, I was day dreaming.” I mumbled.
We walked to class in silence and it bothered neither of us. We went through the day together, eating lunch ( I was the only on to eat) and partners in gym. He asked me questions about what I liked and my family and other general things. I answered them all patiently. When the final bell rang I didn’t want to leave his side. People had been saying that we were secretly dating and I secretly wished it was true. We were always together, no wonder people talked.
I drove my M3 home and changed into sweat pants for cooking dinner. I started on making spaghetti and meatballs. I tried to occupy my mind to keep my self from getting too worked up about the date the next day. Making dinner did not help much and neither did homework. When I woke up in the morning I was so edgy I had to take a Motrin just to be able to sit still.
I still had most of the day to wait for Stefan but I was running out of things to keep myself occupied with. I was extremely hyper and bored and that did not make a good combination for me. At last, it was five thirty and I needed to start getting ready. I wore a deep purple low cut shirt with a white camisole under it. I wrapped a thin scarf striped with different shades of purple around my neck and put on washed out jeans. I put on my favorite trusty old black heels and started on my hair. I parted a side bang on it and straightened it to perfection. It was only six o’clock! I brushed my teeth twice and put on my make up perfectly. My mom took pictures of me and she complimented everything.
My heart skipped a beat as I heard a knock on the front door. He was standing there in a off-white casual but somehow dressy, turtle neck sweater made of a thin material and clung to his body in an appealing way. He had black dress pants and loafers on. He was far too beautiful than was good for anybody.
“ Hello. May I come in and meet your mother?” he asked in a polite way that seemed off for the era. My mother came up behind me and saved me from embarrassment by saying, “ Yes, of course. I have been looking forward to meeting you.”
“ The same here, Miss …. What would u want me to call you?” he asked hesitantly. I guessed he didn’t want to offend her by calling her by my fathers last name.
“ Chasity is fine. Thank you.” mama replied. I was shocked. She was always Ms. Maytag to any of my friends.
“Ok then, Chasity. I will be taking Wendi to dinner if you don’t mind.” he said, subtly asking for permission.
“Oh, ok. Stay out as long as you like just keep her safe.” Once again I was shocked. No curfew! Wow.
“Bye, Mama. We’ll be leaving now.” I said hastily, trying to get away from this madness.
“Bye Wendi, Stefan. Have fun you two.” she called after us on our way out the door.
As we got into his ice blue Volvo, my heart was like a machine gun inside my chest. Stefan had the strangest smile on his face and he kept looking at me.
“Purple brings out your eyes. Its nice.” He commented as I blushed. “Thank you.” I mumbled pathetically. We drove into Boston to go to a small Mexican restaurant that had very few people eating. The hostess led us to a quiet table near the west side of the room. Stefan pulled my chair out for me and then went to his side of the table.
I waited for him to speak because I was a stupid little coward that couldn’t even talk to the guy. I didn’t have to wait long.
“Carmen tells me you’ve noticed… things about us that are different.” I looked up, startled. His face had a wide variety of emotions. Excitement, anticipation, fear, pain. And the strangest one of all, admiration.
“ How would-” I was interrupted by our server. “ What can I get you to drink?” she asked me first.
“Sweet tea.” I said curtly. She turned to Stefan. “The same for me as well.”
“ Carmen knew because she can read minds. As can my mother.”
“Read minds?!” I asked in disbelief. It was impossible.
“ Yes. She also tells me you know what we are. You don’t agree that it is right consciously, though.” he said all this very calmly. I had planned to ask him about this but I was surprised when he got straight to the point.
“ I don’t understand.”
“ My family, we are va-” The waitress again, darn her to a bad place!
She asked me for my order and I got the guacamole salad, as did Stefan.
“ As you were saying?” I asked calmly when the waitress disappeared.
When I pulled into the parking lot at school, I saw the icy Volvo parked six spots down. I stepped out of the truck and slipped. I fell but-first in a mud puddle. How embarrassing. Out of nowhere, Colleen and Stefan were both helping me up and Colleen rushing me to the girls bathroom. She had an extra pair of jeans that looked exactly like the ones I’d worn before.
“ Thank you so very much! I don’t know what I would do without you.” I said, truly grateful. My outfit had almost been ruined.
“ Don’t mention it, Wendi. You’re the only friend I have. I’ll look out for you and your pretty outfits.”
We left the bathroom and walked to Stefan. He was standing in the courtyard under an awning that stretched from the cafeteria roof to the library. He smiled as we approached. “ You look lovely today.” he said in a voice that could make an angel cry. Of course, I blushed. “So do you.” I replied lamely. He wore a grey waist-length collared jacket that was unbuttoned to reveal a black tee shirt that hugged his body in an appealing way. His pants were washed out jeans that looked worn and new at the same time. His hair, as always, was black and pointing in a messy look around his face. Ah, his face. So beautiful. I lost myself in his eyes. Slightly red, slightly black with a deep navy blue ring around them and so piercing and yet so sweet and soft.
“Wendi? Wendi are you okay?” Stefan called urgently.
“Oh, yes I am fine. Sorry, I was day dreaming.” I mumbled.
We walked to class in silence and it bothered neither of us. We went through the day together, eating lunch ( I was the only on to eat) and partners in gym. He asked me questions about what I liked and my family and other general things. I answered them all patiently. When the final bell rang I didn’t want to leave his side. People had been saying that we were secretly dating and I secretly wished it was true. We were always together, no wonder people talked.
I drove my M3 home and changed into sweat pants for cooking dinner. I started on making spaghetti and meatballs. I tried to occupy my mind to keep my self from getting too worked up about the date the next day. Making dinner did not help much and neither did homework. When I woke up in the morning I was so edgy I had to take a Motrin just to be able to sit still.
I still had most of the day to wait for Stefan but I was running out of things to keep myself occupied with. I was extremely hyper and bored and that did not make a good combination for me. At last, it was five thirty and I needed to start getting ready. I wore a deep purple low cut shirt with a white camisole under it. I wrapped a thin scarf striped with different shades of purple around my neck and put on washed out jeans. I put on my favorite trusty old black heels and started on my hair. I parted a side bang on it and straightened it to perfection. It was only six o’clock! I brushed my teeth twice and put on my make up perfectly. My mom took pictures of me and she complimented everything.
My heart skipped a beat as I heard a knock on the front door. He was standing there in a off-white casual but somehow dressy, turtle neck sweater made of a thin material and clung to his body in an appealing way. He had black dress pants and loafers on. He was far too beautiful than was good for anybody.
“ Hello. May I come in and meet your mother?” he asked in a polite way that seemed off for the era. My mother came up behind me and saved me from embarrassment by saying, “ Yes, of course. I have been looking forward to meeting you.”
“ The same here, Miss …. What would u want me to call you?” he asked hesitantly. I guessed he didn’t want to offend her by calling her by my fathers last name.
“ Chasity is fine. Thank you.” mama replied. I was shocked. She was always Ms. Maytag to any of my friends.
“Ok then, Chasity. I will be taking Wendi to dinner if you don’t mind.” he said, subtly asking for permission.
“Oh, ok. Stay out as long as you like just keep her safe.” Once again I was shocked. No curfew! Wow.
“Bye, Mama. We’ll be leaving now.” I said hastily, trying to get away from this madness.
“Bye Wendi, Stefan. Have fun you two.” she called after us on our way out the door.
As we got into his ice blue Volvo, my heart was like a machine gun inside my chest. Stefan had the strangest smile on his face and he kept looking at me.
“Purple brings out your eyes. Its nice.” He commented as I blushed. “Thank you.” I mumbled pathetically. We drove into Boston to go to a small Mexican restaurant that had very few people eating. The hostess led us to a quiet table near the west side of the room. Stefan pulled my chair out for me and then went to his side of the table.
I waited for him to speak because I was a stupid little coward that couldn’t even talk to the guy. I didn’t have to wait long.
“Carmen tells me you’ve noticed… things about us that are different.” I looked up, startled. His face had a wide variety of emotions. Excitement, anticipation, fear, pain. And the strangest one of all, admiration.
“ How would-” I was interrupted by our server. “ What can I get you to drink?” she asked me first.
“Sweet tea.” I said curtly. She turned to Stefan. “The same for me as well.”
“ Carmen knew because she can read minds. As can my mother.”
“Read minds?!” I asked in disbelief. It was impossible.
“ Yes. She also tells me you know what we are. You don’t agree that it is right consciously, though.” he said all this very calmly. I had planned to ask him about this but I was surprised when he got straight to the point.
“ I don’t understand.”
“ My family, we are va-” The waitress again, darn her to a bad place!
She asked me for my order and I got the guacamole salad, as did Stefan.
“ As you were saying?” I asked calmly when the waitress disappeared.
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I really enjoy reading everyone's stories on here, there are some really good writers.
I was wondering if anyone would be interested in writing a multi-author story.
We would have to agree on certain aspects of the story line, rating, all human vs vampire/humans, if the wolves will be involved, which characters we plan on covering, and so forth, it's going to have to take some really dedicated people.
We will have to decide if we are going to keep it from one persons pov, IE: Bella, or each person has their own character, and takes on the next chapter from a different POV.
Serious inquiries only!
Thanks.
Stephanie
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