Go For It (ON HOLD)

Get Ready

AN: Okay hey guys so I'm aware I can't post daily so I'm going to try for 2 or 3 times a week. It's kind of hard to work with my mentality the way I'd hoped for and provide you guys with a good story. Just bear with me guys.

                                                               -Besos

Alex's POV:

  After the conversation I had on the phone with Ashleen, I let out the breath I'd unconsciously been holding in. I have a date with a vampire.

  she gave me an hour and a half to get ready before she was to pick me up. So I decided I might as well change. I mean I can't have my date show up and I'm only in two sizes too big joggers and a sports bra. that'd be... embarrassing, to say the least.

  I thought about what it'd be like, a coffee date with Ashleen, does she even like coffee. can vampires DRINK coffee? I mean its known that vamps can eat and drink like humans, just that some stuff is bad for them.

  I like to think they're just the upgraded version of humans. they have a super high metabolism and are incredibly strong, plus their lifespan is long. It's not like the movies where they stop aging and live for thousands of years. No, real vampires are born and just age slowly when they end puberty. So while they may be 60 years old they appear about mid 30's and they live only to about 200 years. still longer than humans but not by much due to advances in technology. like I said, upgraded version of humans.

  I head back up to my room, spending about 30 minutes looking for an outfit, one that is casual but not too casual like what I'm wearing now. I want something cute but not slutty. I end up settling on a thick grey cardigan, an oversized black band tee that I wear as a dress, and some thigh-high open-toed suede boots. I look in the mirror and make a face, sticking my tongue out at my reflection before giggling and covering my mouth when a small snort comes out.

  The next half hour is spent deciding on having my hair up or down, then deciding what style, or if I should wear a hat. In the end, I decide on a perfectly imperfect messy bun and instead of the cardigan, I decide on a ripped up jean jacket. I eye myself in the mirror as I grab my makeup, going through my usual routine; concealer and foundation, eyeliner, mascara, and a nude lip.

  By the time I'm done with everything I check my phone and start to get nervous as I see Ashleen had messaged me, See you in 4 minutes. X

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Ashleen's POV:

  While I'd spent some of my allotted time catching up with Mrs. O'Neil and giving Rose some loving  I tried some of the "slutty Brownies". Mrs. O'Neil giggled every time she said slutty, it was the cutest thing. The brownies were like Heaven in my mouth and I had to stop myself after the third one. Thank the gods for high metabolisms because if not I'd be a blimp from how much Mrs. O'Neil feeds me.

  I told her about the little date I had with Alex later, the barest tint of blush coloring my cheeks when she told me to use protection. The grin that stretched her dusky wrinkled cheeks making me smile as well. I wished her farewell after she handed me a plateful of brownies a kiss on both cheeks and a chin scratch for sweet Rose, heading to my apartment across the hall with an amused shake of my head.

  I walked into my apartment, Rose trying to sneakily follow behind, making both me and Mrs. O'Neil laugh before I picked up the giant furball and handing her to the smiling old lady, "she sure loves you, child," she laughed with a loving head scratch to the feline, "Now go get ready for that date of yours." she ushered, shooing me away.

  Once finally in my apartment I put the brownies on my kitchen counter and walked up the stairs to my bedroom, checking my laptop for any notifications on sightings of rogues within my area. when nothing caught my interest I started stripping and headed for my much-needed shower back downstairs. Lorenzo's and my sweat was all over and when sweat dries it isn't exactly comfortable.

  Hopping into a steaming hot shower and scrubbing away all the sweat and grime left me feeling refreshed, I loved bathing, but I guess it comes with always having blood and guts and other unmentionables splattered on me since 9 years old. I let the water run through my long hair, contemplating a cut as I felt the long locks slide past my butt cheeks.

  I spent my sweet time washing my hair and body, watching the suds as they ran down my legs and disappeared down the drain. my toes tapping in the small amount of water as it ran clean and swirled around and my skin wrinkling making me decide to finally get out. I mean I did have a date with a beautiful girl after all.

  After drying off and checking my phone seeing I still had about 40 minutes I decided to blow dry my hair and just leaving it in a half bun and going back up to my room and getting dressed. I end up choosing a black long sleeve shirt and tucking it into a pair of ripped skinnies, picking my favorite black leather boot heels. I have about 15 minutes so I speed up a bit, grabbing my cell phone, my pack and wrapping a few brownies to give Alex before speeding out the door. I forgo the slow elevator and take the stairs, making it down to the garage and in my car in just under a minute. what can I say, being a vampire has its perks.

  I turn on my baby, my 2317 Porsche 911 turbo, modeled to look like the Porsches from back in the 20th century. It was my first major purchase, my loft being my second. The engine starts with a purr and I grin before putting it into gear and heading to Alex's to pick her up.