When You're Strange

Chapter 5

Tell me why I'm back on this boardwalk at sunset, waiting for the boys to show up. I had every intention of going home but then I remembered, there was nothing waiting for me there. What was I excited to get back to? Social distancing? Not being able to go to bars or clubs? Not being able to hang out with my supernatural friends in public because we can't exactly tell the cops that we can't get corona since we're magical?

Growing bored of waiting, I walk over to where a concert was playing like the night before. Although this time, New Jack Swing was played. Letting loose, I began to dance, swaying my hips to the beat.

"You got some moves, girl!" I heard Paul's voice from behind me, making me jump out of my skin.

Beside him, Marko laughs at my reaction. I playfully push him, laughing along with him. It's still so weird actually getting to interact with the same characters I grew up watching and crushed on, but I'm slowly getting used to it. I really want to ask where Dwayne is, but at the same time, I don't want to seem clingy or desperate. Instead I continue dancing, now in between the boys.

"Let's go. Dwayne's gettin bitchy, waiting for us." Marko says with a chuckle, wrapping an arm around my waist.

"You mean waiting on Y/n." Paul teases, wrapping an arm over my shoulders.

"So... if you're a witch, does that mean you have virgin sacrifices and shit?" Paul asks, and I look at him as though he'd grown a third head.

"If I did, wouldn't you think Santa Carla would be the last place I'd go to look for virgins?" I counter, causing Marko to laugh and make fun of Paul.

Soon, we approach Dwayne and David.

"Well look who's back?" David says with a smirk and I roll my eyes.

Dwayne on the other hand just has a small smile on his face but otherwise seems nonchalant.

"So what changed your mind, Y/n?" Marko jokes.

"Obviously me. Didn't you see the way she was dancing on me?" Paul says mock offendedly and looking at Dwayne, obviously to get a reaction out of him.

But he just laughs along, to my disappointment. But only having know him a day, I don't really expect much out of him. Not to mention that I leave when the movie ends. Immediately, a sense of dread fills me, knowing that the boys all die at the end. I start to think of what the best move to do is, and I guess I started to daze off because Paul waved his hand in my face.

"Aye girl, you there?" He asks, and all the boys laugh except David who looks at me questioningly.

"Yeah, sure. So what are we doing tonight?" I change the subject, looking around at the guys for some sort of answer as we walk over Marko and Paul's bikes.

"Better question is what aren't we going to do?" David smirks, and the boys start whooping as Dwayne puts his hand out for me to get on his bike.

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After riding around town and on the beach a bit, we decide to stop at a secluded area on the beach.

"Marko, go find some dry wood." David commands, but before Marko could leave, I dip down into the sand, grabbing a fist full and transfiguring it into wood.

I then drop the wood and point to the area, we'd want the campfire to be. The wood lands in a neat pile. I then conjure a fire ball into my hand and throw it onto the wood.

"Show-off." Dwayne teases, before taking a seat beside me near the campfire. 

"So, you've met other vampires Y/n?" David asks after conversation died down a bit.

"I mean only a handful of times once I moved away from home. We don't really have a lot of them in my hometown. Most of them have been ran out. " I answer, gaining questioning looks from the guys.

"Ran out?" David cocks a brow.

"Yeah. They had a problem of taking land that isn't their's. So the werewolves and witches teamed up to kick them out. And then my great great grandfather, who was a werewolf, and my great great grandma who was a witch that had recently been emancipated from slavery, founded my hometown and made it sort of a safehaven for all...except vampires. We witches cast a spell to keep them out." I shrug, ignoring the looks I was receiving from the guys.

"All that because a couple of vampires back in the day?" David continues, knowing there has to be more to it.

"Well yeah. Like a lot of people don't realize that a lot of the prominent colonists and slave owners in this country were vampires. And werewolves, tended to just be Native American back then, and with the slave trade, many Voodoo practicin witches were brought over. So I mean new age vampires, we don't really have a problem with, but there's no spell that welcomes them but repels the old world vamps." I further explain, trying to make it clear that I have nothing against them or vampires as a whole, just the entitled old world ones. 

"And what about you?" David asks ominously, watching me intently. 

"What about me?" I cock a brow. 

"How do you feel about vampires?" He gives me an ominous expression. 

"The same way I feel about everyone. I don't hate anyone until they give me a reason to." I shrug and lean back onto my elbows in the sand, next to Dwayne. 

"So you'd mess around with a vamp?" Paul asked with a smirk. 

"Baby, all you gotta do is ask." I wink back, playing along as the boys start whooping. 

"Dwayne, you better get ya girl before I do." Paul continues. 

Dwayne laughs, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me closer to him, "You can try."