The Pure One [Completed]

Chapter 16: The Unusual Café with the Pale Boy

Hey I hoped you guys enjoyed the last chapter. So anyway here's chapter 16

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When I was sleeping I felt something licking my face and I groaned at whatever was licking it.

“Brraad stop licking my ffaacce,” I said in my sleepy voice with my eyes still closed. “I’m trying to sleeep.”

“I’m not licking your face, Tori,” he said, shifting around on the bed. “Besides it’s already 10:00 in the morning.”

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. “Then, who is--?” I was cut off when something small jumped on my lap and barked.

 I opened my eyes and saw a small black and white furred husky pup in front of me…flying? Am I dreaming again? I rubbed my eyes again and the flying pup was licking my face again.

I smiled. “And who is this?” I asked.

Brad sat up and scratched his head, which made his bed head even wilder then it was before. “Tori this is Zoe, but, I call her Zoe-pie or Zoster. And she’s my vampire dog,” he said.

“I never heard of that before. What does she do?” I asked.

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Well there is a lot but, she’s in training. All she can really do so far is jump very high, smell danger, and, of course, fly,” he said.

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

“Oh and she’s yours.”

“This little cutie was my surprise?!”

He nodded his head. “Yep,” he said. “She’s all yours.”

I crawled up and hanged onto him. “Thanks.” I kissed him “I love her so much.”

“I know you would,” he said, smiling after the kiss I gave him. “We should get dress so we can eat out for breakfast. Trust me.”

“Are you saying that because you don’t want me to see how your family eats breakfast?” I asked as he stood up beside the bed.

“…Yeah.”

“Good point.”

 

It’s a good thing I asked Allyson for a pair of clothes this morning or I’ll be wearing my clothes from last night. It’s amazing how she and I are the same size in clothes. This morning she gave me a grey V-neck t-shirt and a pair of dark blue galaxy skinny jeans. Like I said before she has a very unique thing of style.

So we headed to a place called ‘Vladimir Café’ that was further down town where it was real quiet and not a lot of people come by at. ‘I have never heard of this place before.’ I thought. As we walked inside the café it grew silent and everyone’s eyes were on me when we sat down at a nearby table.

“Everyone is staring at us. Should we go to a different café?” I whispered to Brad.

“They’re staring at us because they never seen a human walk in here before,” he whispered back.

“You mean they’re all--”

“Vampires, yes,” he said, cutting me off.

“Do they serve regular food?” I asked.

“Yeah, but, don’t ask for anything with red or any blood related stuff,” he said.

“Okay…thanks, I guess.”

Just then a short lady, somewhere in her mid-twenties, showed up with her black hair pulled back into a ponytail, and a note pad in her hands.

“May I take your order,” she said.