Nobody's Angel

Nobody's Angel: Ch. 11 {A Vampire Romance}

“Okay, you’ve been here for a little over a week, and the media is getting ready to knock down the door if we don’t go out in public soon. So this afternoon, we're scheduled to go talk with some reporters.”

“And you thought that today was a good day to tell me this, now that I only have maybe a couple of hours to get ready and prepare myself to be bombarded by vampires?”

I looked around myself, biting my lip nervously. Or less than that, knowing my luck I thought worriedly.

Seth and I were wandering aimlessly in a garden maze he had in his backyard. I had a feeling Seth just wanted to see how long it would take me to complete it, but I kept quiet. There was no way I could get out of this thing. Everything looked the same, and I had absolutely no sense of direction. Now, I also have an interview to prepare myself for. It just made me not want to complete the maze at all, knowing what was waiting for me on the other side.

“Well, your clothes are already picked out and your hair and makeup is going to be done really simply. You don’t want to go overboard unless everyone else is, like at parties. Speaking of which…” he trailed off.

“Oh, no!,” I protested, shaking my head and looking straight at him so he coudl see the horror in my eyes. “Is there going to be a huge party tonight that you're not telling me about?”

"It's not called a party, so not exactly."

"Whatever it is you call them!”

"There's a ball planned, yes," he admitted sheepishly. I was about to lash out at him, already knowing exactly what I would say, but the words died on my tongue at his longing look. “I really wanted to dance with you, and show my people how much you've learned how to tango. You belong here, Angel, and you're been taking everything so well. I'm so proud of you, and I want nothing more than to show you off."

I knew I couldn't avoid the inevitable, so I sighed and agreed to go to the stupid ball. His face lit up, surprising me when he suddenly snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. “Thank you,” he sighed happily. I could hear the relieved smile in his voice. We walked in silence for a while after that, just talking and getting to know each other. His favorite color was green, he couldn't stand rap music, and he was surprisingly passionate about dancing. He said it was something he's always done, and he loves to make his parents proud when they watch him glide around the dancefloor like a true professional. I wasn't sure who some of the best vampire tango dancers were. When I asked him who a professional tango vampire was, he replied, "My dad."

Seth eventually took my hand and towed me out of the maze and to our room. There stood Sarah along with two other ladies. One had red, shoulder-length hair, green eyes, and was wearing a jean skirt with a black blouse. Little silver heart earrings sparkled from her ears, matching her silver heels. She carried a make-up bag, and looked very sophisticated.

The other girl had pin-straight, black hair the hung past her waist and striking blue eyes. She had a purple dress with a black belt and black heels on; diamond studs twinkled behind her black mane. A curler, a brush, a comb, and a can of hair spray peeked out of her black bag, and I could only imagine many more tools were hidden in its depths.

Sarah stepped forward, her green dress swishing around her knees. “Eva, meet Kenya,” she gestured to the red head, who curtsied, “and Aleczandra, or ‘Z’ for short.” She also curtsied.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, princess,” they chorused. When I remained speechless, Seth gave me a little nudge.

“Oh, um, you too,” I stuttered, clueless how to respond to such a formal greeting.