Creative Writing the Thirteenth

Do You Want to Fang Out?

    "Ezra, it's eleven o'clock at night! I was just about to go to bed."

     "Come on Quinn pleeeease? It'll only take a few seconds!"

     She sighs and rubs her head. "Will you let me sleep if I come with you?"

     "Of course, it'll be fast." Ezra smiles and sticks his hand out. "Come on!"

     "Uh, I'm not crawling through my window." Quinn steps away to put on some boots and a light hoodie. "Just, meet me at the front door."

     "Can do! Come on Frank." He happily walks towards the front of the house with Frank silently walking behind him.

     Once Quinn is outside, she locks the door and glances at the two weirdos. Ezra smiles at her again before making a motion with his hand to follow him.

     "So, Quinn, how have ya been?"

     "Good I guess, has uh any more werewolves been in the trash?" She awkwardly glances at Ezra before staring ahead, it still feels strange to be talking with an actual vampire. She's not scared of him anymore but mostly weirded out with his strange behaviors at times, but at least it's interesting.

     "Luckily no, I thought I heard one, but it turned out to be a racoon."

     "That's good, I guess." She pauses for a moment before speaking again. "Hey Ezra?"

     "Hm? He fully turns his head to look at her before smacking into a lamp post, making a yelping sound.

     "Oh god, are you okay?" She stops and tries to steady him. Did he just yelp like an animal? Frank snickers a little before patting Ezra's shoulder.

     "He'll be fine, this isn't the first time he's done this."

     "Yeah, heh, I'll be fine." Ezra rubs his nose; a welt can be seen on it. "Now what was you your question Quinn?" He starts walking again like nothing happened.

     "Oh, I uh, was curious if other people know you're uh, you know."

     "A vampire? No, not really. Some people know about my fangs, but they see me as some weird guy who dresses up like one rather than bein' one."

     "I guess that makes sense, most people here don't believe in that kind of stuff."

     After a few minutes of awkward silence, they can see the glow from the gas station in the distance under the night sky. There doesn't seem to be a star in sight tonight, but a crescent moon shines brightly. The cold air nips at their nose as a breeze gently passes through them, making Quinn shiver a bit, maybe she should have brought a scarf as well.

     "Oh good, we're almost there!" Ezra picks up his pace before stopping near the gas station windows. Different signs can be seen on stuck on it from a certain pack of beer only being $9.99 to kangaroo jerky being on sale. Quinn tries to keep up with him while Frank keeps walking at the same pace, making both wait for him. Ezra opens the door for Quinn who quietly thanks him and steps in, Frank following her. Once they are all inside the low hum of the multiple fridges can be heard along with the beep from the door to signify someone entered. A dead eyed cashier glances at them before letting out a low sigh.

     "God not this guy again." He mutters to himself as he glances at Ezra.

     "Why howdy Jeremy, I didn't know it was your shift!" He walks over to the cashier while Frank walks the section with the small dessert cakes leaving Quinn standing next to the door.

     "What do you want dude?"

     "I came here to pick up a few things and well, now that you're here I-"

     "I'm not hanging out with you, and I don't want to hear about your day! You ask that every time you see me, just get your stuff and leave!"

     "Someone's feeling cranky today, did you get enough sleep?"

     "Ezra uh, let's leave this guy alone." Quinn grabs his arm and starts dragging him to a random isle.

     "See ya Jeremy!"

     Jeremy gives Quinn a thankful look before rubbing his head, wishing his shift will end.

     "Hmm...am I running out of wine? Probably." He starts making his way to the wine section with Quinn following him.

     "Wait, Vampire can drink wine?"

     "Well-" He pauses when he sees Frank picking up a bottle of wine. "Oh hey Frank, did you get your Twinkies?

     He nods and raises them a little to show him,

     "Nice. Quinn, do you need to get anything?"

     "No, I usually buy my stuff from a store, why are you buying stuff from here?"

     "It's closer and Frank likes getting their nachos sometimes. Anyways, lets checkout then."

     Frank nods before heading to the front to pay, making Ezra smile before heading to the door to wait for him. As they walk Quinn notices the welt on his nose from earlier is gone, she did read somewhere that vampires are fast healers.

     Once everything is paid for, they all head back to Quinn's, this time avoiding the lamp posts. By the time they reach her front door she's ready to fall asleep the minute her head touches her pillow.

     "Hey Quinn, before ya head inside I have something for ya." Ezra steps closer to her while Frank stays where he is.

     "You do?" She turns towards him.

     "It means a lot that you were willin' to hang out with us, and I've seen some humans wearin' these, and I thought they looked neat so here." He pulls out a purple friendship bracelet he made from his pocket. "I hope it fits your wrist, but I was hoping we can officially become friends?" He nervously starts fidgeting with his hands.

     "Friends?" She slowly takes the bracelet and stares at it for a moment, he made this for her? How could she reject his offer now? "Sure," she puts on the bracelet. "That sounds nice."

     "Really?" He smiles widely "Oh thank you that makes me so happy!"

     "Just, don't come to my window anymore, it's weird."

     "I'll keep that in mind. Well, you have a good night now. Will I see ya later?"

     "Sure, just make it a reasonable time alright?" She opens her door. "You have a nice night too."

     "Can do, see ya!"

     "Bye." She closes the door before taking off her shoes and jacket and stares at her bracelet, Ezra sure is something but a good something.