The Chronicles of a Teenage Vampire (Book One): Michelangelo, Teenage Vampire

The Perfect Costume

    Michael was in the attic with his dad and Carlos as he was trying on his father's old outfits that looked like they belonged to Dracula himself.

    "How do I look in this one guys?" Michael asked as he showed off his dad's outfit to them.

    "You look like the perfect stereotype vampire, son." Vinnard said. "Just like you looked in my other old outfits."

    "Yeah, man!" Carlos agreed with Vinnard as he left out of the attic. "You've tried on like twenty other outfits like you're a girl!"

    "Well excuse me for being a vampire!" Michael said as he headed for covered mirror and took the sheet off of it. The mirror showed Carlos' reflection fully visible while Michael was looking invisible. "You know I can't see my own reflection!"

    "Yeah, yeah, I know!" Carlos chuckled.

    "Speaking of girl, aren't you supposed to be costume shopping with your's?" Michael said.

    "Aren't you supposed to be out with your's too doing the same thing?" Carlos asked back."

    "Touché." Michael said.

    "Yeah, Margret texted me when you were on your fifteenth outfit," Carlos explained. "She said that since we're having our own "guys night out" costume finding, she decided to get with Jen and have a "girl's night out" costume hunting."

    "Cool; while the girls are away..." Michael said.

    "The boys will play!" Carlos finished Michael's sentence. The boys gave each other high fives.

    Suddenly, Carlos' wristwatch beeped for an alarm he set.

    "Oh, I got to get home!" Carlos said as he went to the attic stairs.

    "Where you got to go in a hurry?" Michael asked.

    "My baby cousin is visiting and Alysia and Diego want me to help them babysit him." Carlos explained.

    "For one baby?!" Michael exclaimed.

    "Dude, we're werewolves!" Carlos said as he peeked his head in. "The baby's just getting his powers' what do you expect?!"

    "Right..." Michael understood.

    "Good luck with finding your costume, man!" Carlos shouted downstairs.

    "You too, Carlos!" Michael shouted back.

    As he heard the front door close, Michael snapped his fingers and his costume came off his body and folded into his arms as his normal clothes appeared on him. He finally went downstairs thinking to himself: "This is going to be some party!"