"I....I don't know what you're on about." Mitch (Lulu) stammered, pulling away sharpish.
I stared at him closely. No, he wasn't in drag.
He was in a 100% girl body.
He changed genders.
But that was impossible. Unless...
"Are you a trans?" I blurted out. He blinked.
"What? No! I'm Lulu, not...Mitch." He, she...(oh this is complicated) touched his piercing. I smiled.
"Liar."
He stared at me. "Excuse me?"
"You always touch your piercing when you lie. I know you Mitch. Please don't lie."
He gulped, starting to back away. "Scott..."
"Mitch what really happened to you...? Why are you in Transylvania? Where have you been all these years? Why are you in the form of a girl? Please.."
Mitch sighed, giving up. "Fine. Here."
He closed his eyes and there was a huge flash.
I blinked and blinked until I saw the love of my life.
"Mitch...."
Then I blinked once more and saw the wings.
"Oh god.."
Mitch's big dark velvet wings lay sprawn in the wind, beautiful as much as terrifying.
Mitch's fangs shone brightly in the sunset.
His eyes were as red as blood. I stepped back.
"Scott this is who I really am. When I heard your speech, I faced my true self. My full vampire."
"Wait I thought you were already a vampire five years ago when I first met you."
Mitch shook his head. "No. There's four steps of vampires. AmateurㅡAverageㅡMasterㅡFull.
"I was just an Average when I met you. I just happened to skip the Master part and moved on to Full Vampire."
I whistled. "Whoa. What happens when you become a full vampire?"
He rolled his eyes. "I don't know why I'm telling this to a mortal, but you get to change shape, lightning quick reflexes, and can use The Fog."
I raised an eyebrow. "The Fog?"
He nodded. "Yeah. I'd show it to you, but... eh. You hate me and I hate you. That sortof kills the whole excitement."
"Mitch....I don't hate you."
"Oh really?" He spred his wings. "Tell that to yourself five years ago, at that stupid convention!"
Then he soared away. I blinked helplessly.
"MITCH!" I called. "Stop! I don't hate you!!!"
"So I see he told you."
I stumbled backwards as the unfamiliar voice hit me. I whipped around and faced-
"...Avi?"
"Mitch told you about himself?"
I nodded slowly. "Yeah.....wait you knew..?"
"Yep. He told me this morning."
"Wh...what..?"
"But if you're thinking of doing any 'buisness' with him, you'd better stop now."
"Why?"
"Because he hates you. You hurt him and you came back five years later with a boyfriend. That doesn't go as charming."
"You hurt him too!"
Avi smiled. "At least I pledged myself to him and never went out with anyone during the years!"
I bit my lip hard. "W...well....at least I stayed clean over the years! I didn't fuck Alex!"
"Oh please. I heard you two moaning and screaming in your bedroom. While I remained fresh and untouched. You are a horrible, horrible man."
I sighed. He was right.
"I am a horrible man, aren't I?"
"Horrible horrible horrible." He corrected. "But yes, you are a horrible man. Times three."
Then I remembered Avi and Lulu at Starbucks.
That was why they were so gross.
That was why they acted so in love.
"Did....did Mitch want you back...?" I whispered. He sighed.
"No. Not really. He's hurt."
"Avi-"
"You have no chance, Scott. He'll never love you. You forgot about him. But I swear, I will NEVER forget him."
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh. It's on. Not only will I fight for him, I will fight against anyone, even you."
"Oh then why don't we have a little contest, huh? Whoever wins his heart, wins."
"Suuuuurrrreeee bring it on! I'm solemn." I clenched my fist and bumped it against my chest. "Hard as a rock."
"Yeah." Avi bumped his fist against his chest.
"Hard as a rock."
