The Nerd that turned out to be Vampire-ish [Wattys2015]

CHAPTER 7: A shocking invitation.

I saw Will's message the moment I opened my twitter, but instead of details of the project, he asked something that's way out of topic.

Will: Hey Princess!

Will: Can I ask for your number? If you don't mind?

Me: Yeah sure. (Insert number)

I left my laptop to take a shower, thinking he's probably not online, but when I returned, there were 3 missed calls on my phone. I guess it's Will. A smile crept on my sleepy face, but then that smile bent.

What if this belongs to a crazy stalker, and his out there on my window, or worse inside my closet about to jump on me.

I cringed at the thought but brushed it away. I need to stop watching horror movies. I sent the unknown number a message of somewhat like an apology, explaining why I wasn't able to answer. Automatically it replied with a call.

"Hey there Princess."

"That was fast." A sigh of relief escaped my mouth, but it was on silent mode. Don't want to explain to Will that seconds ago, I thought his number was of a killer.

"Well I had nothing to do. So let's start the meeting shall we?" His voice was still full of energy, even though it's pretty late.

I can imagine him smiling on the other end, and all the while showing that glistening teeth of his, outgrowing the moon's glow. That's pretty poetic of me.

So as to summarize our conversation. I asked a few not-so-random things, just to have a general idea on what to work on for their production I.D— its that thing you see before a movie, like those Pixar films where you see it's logo come to life before the movie starts, something like that.

We then came to a conclusion that it will be a simple signature of the name of their group, then followed by a man pushing the "productions" part at the bottom, after that's placed, the silhouette figure will wipe its sweat and then transform into an apostrophe.

I had no witty remarks during the whole conversation, and it was something he noticed.

"Are you always serious when it comes to work? Or are you just tired?"

"I'm drained, to be honest." I said, stiffing a yawn.

"Then you should sleep. I need you to be your usual witty self, when we meet tomorrow." His voice speaks his expression, hyper, and all throughout ball of sunshine. Is he even human?

I wasn't able to process the last part. I guess my brain's already snoring. "Waaait, what?"

"We have a study date tomorrow." He said it in his usual energetic tone, opposite to mine's almost zombie like voice.

This time my brain jolted out from its nap. "Wa-waa-wait. I thought... I'm just going to give you the finished output on Monday?"

That sudden news honestly threw away my sleepy mood. And even though he said study date, my brain focused on one word only, date.

But I really don't want to go anywhere this weekend. I was planning to have a peaceful vacation with my bed. I've had a really tough week. So, I was already planning to get some much needed zzz's.

"No no. I want to see you in action Princess... and I also want to learn." I can almost imagine that shy face of his. Damn. It's really hard to say no to him. Guess my vacation's postponed till next weekend.

I was about to suggest that he could just watch YouTube tutorials, like what I'd do when I don't understand our lessons, or was simply not paying attention in class.