The Vampire's Dream

3: What's on the itinerary?

The sun shinning through the curtain was directly in my face when I rolled over, so much for sleeping in. I huff as I reach over to check my phone, it's only eight-thirty. I throw my covers back and slide out of bed thankful that is was carpet in here instead of hard wood or cement. If there was one thing I hated the most about mornings, it was when I have to get up and stand on cold, hard floor. I made my way to the bathroom and began my morning routine, brushing my teeth and hair before slipping on my aunt's robe she left here. When I start to go down stairs I freeze, the smell of bacon has filled the house, but I'm alone. I grab the closest thing to me which is only a fly swat before creeping downstairs. I round the corner to my right and see a guy standing in the kitchen in front of the stove. I lift up the fly swat as I sneak closer, I know it won't do much good, but it's better than nothing.

"I make you breakfast and you're going to attack me with a fly swat. Really?" I hide the fly swat behind my back as my cheeks go bright red, in my still half awake state I completely forgot that Blake was staying here.

"Sorry, I forgot you were here." I mumbled quietly.

"Wow, I didn't think I was that easy to forget." He replied with a chuckle. Blake turned around and set a plate of bacon, eggs, and pancakes on the bar in front of me. I took a moment to actually look at Blake. He had black hair, brown eyes, and a pale complexion. He had a lean build, no bulky muscles, but not too skinny either.

"Thanks for breakfast, I'm just not quite awake yet." My voice was barely above a whisper, I was pretty embarrassed. I almost beat him with a fly swat because I forgot he was here. I could tell already just from how I was feeling from this conversation that my anxiety was bad today. I could hardly form sentences. Most days I have trouble talking to people in general, but days like today were usually awful. Normal people were bad enough, but if I try to talk to anyone cute, forget it, I was going to sounds like an idiot and nothing could stop me. Usually I would stay home when I could on days like this, but sometimes I had class and couldn't skip. Now that I am here though, I don't have anywhere to go so I can stay here today and just look around the house.

"No problem." Blake smiled before taking a huge bite of pancakes. I watched as he could barely close his mouth all the way to chew.

"Sorry-" he mumble through his mouthful of food. He quickly swallowed the giant bite before he continued speaking. "- I usually don't eat with people so I'm a little rusty on my manners." He grinned bashfully. We continued our breakfast in silence until both of us were finished. I placed my plate in the sink like Blake did before he started talking again.

"So I was going to ask you what you wanted to do today, but that was before I got a list from your mom." He handed me his phone to show me the list. Sure enough my mom had a whole itinerary for the day.

"I really don't feel like it today."

"I don't think your mom cares, she has already bought tickets to the opera house tonight, plus a few other things throughout the day."

"Please, I really don't want to go out, just tell her I caught a bug or something." I pleaded. My mom didn't know about my anxiety problems and I wasn't about to tell her now. For some reason she decided to let me go to Italy and if she found out I had something wrong with me, I would be on the next flight home.

"Why? You seem fine, we can get you some coffee to help with the jet lag." He seemed confused by my reluctance but I wasn't going to tell him either.

"I'm just... I just don't want to. I thought I could juts relax and look around the house today." He gave me a weird look before slipping the phone into his pocket and walking towards the stairs.

"Where are you going?" I asked slightly panicked. I don't know what my brain was thinking that had me so panicked, but for some reason I was.

"Relax. I'm going to get ready, and I suggest you do the same or you're going dressed like that." With that he hurried up the stairs to his room before closing the door. There is no way I could get out of this now. I would stay like this but what if he really did make me go out looking like this, I would be mortified. I couldn't knock on his door either, that would be weird, what if he thought it was weird, I would be so embarrassed. I finally gave in and decided to just go with it. I choked back the tears that welled up in my throat at the thought of going out today and headed upstairs to get ready.