Disclaimer: I don't own Daybreakers or any of the characters that are used from the movie.
Dusk
Chapter Three
"Twilight fans eat your heart out. An odd virus has been noted in Southern California. A young resident there has been to the hospital a few times with reported vampire-like symptoms. No one is quite sure of how this occurred; the child said that a bat allegedly bit them. So please use caution when out at night, and try to avoid bat hotspots. Stay tuned for the eleven o'clock news for more information. Now back to you Jon." I sat next to Mom on the couch staring at the television screen.
"That's...weird." I paused taking a minute to ponder the fact that there's a vampire-like virus in existence. This world has gotten weird.
"I never liked those books, too many kids went rabid over them." Mom said pointedly changing the station to The Food Network. "I bet half of those kids never even touched a classic like To Kill a Mockingbird, or Tale of Two Cities."
I did agree those book and movies were everywhere nowadays. That Rob Potts or whatever his name was one ugly mother, I don't see why girls swooned over him anyways. "Frankie dear." She had a questionable tone in her voice. I wasn't sure what to expect. I nodded waiting for her to continue. "I want you to invite Vanessa over for dinner Friday."
"Why?" I asked knowing that she would obviously have a reason. Moms were always like that.
"I want to know who you're keeping company with these days."
"Well I'll have to call her and see if she's interested."
"Oh trust me, she'll be interested." Mom smiled sweetly. It was if she was saying if she likes you as a friend she'll come. Adam had only come to dinner far and few between. He was a little vulgar for her tastes.
Vanessa and I had hung out pretty frequently the past few weeks; I found out that she liked to volunteer at the animal shelter when she got a chance. I'd tagged along with her a few times, she was most definitely a dog person. Thank God, I couldn't stand cats. A trait that I'd inherited from Mom.
Escorting myself to my room I whipped out my cell phone. Quickly I dialed Vanessa's phone number. "You know your apparent need to talk to me frequently is very unbecoming." She joked waiting for me to talk.
"You wish Van." I remarked feeling a smile tug at my lips. She always did make me smile; she was just that kind of person that could light up a room. "Look Mom wants you to come over for dinner on Friday."
"Like a date?" I could hear her practically laughing on the other end of the line.
"No like my Mom wants to meet you."
"You owe me."
"What do I owe you?" I wasn't sure if this would be a good or a bad thing.
"Come to my house and see."
Whoa, bold move there Van.
"It's six o'clock." I retorted knowing that was hardly an excuse. I've gone places in much later hours before; I was trying to clean up that act since my escapade from last time.
"And I'm a virgin."
"What? Wait, what?" There was no way she was a virgin that was just weird. I mean I knew no one my age that was a virgin.
"I thought we were talking about shit that didn't matter Frankie. Come over and return the favor that I'm so graciously doing for you."
"Fine, give me twenty minutes." I huffed into the phone snapping it shut.
