This is gonna be good.

Looking at the outfits I have on my bed, I stare at each of them separately, back and forth, trying to decide which one makes me look hotter.

I haven't had any in a long time. Not since that bitch broke up with me. She probably thought that I'd never get any again, that I'd spend the rest of my life cold and lonely with nothing to warm up to except my sheets. But she was wrong. That's not gonna happen. I'm not some loser who can't find someone to fuck me. I'm a hot, young chick with great tits, and an ass to match.

I reach down and pick up one of the shirts, a low v-neck black no-sleeve shirt that'll dip down between my tits if I put it on.

Hmm, speaking of my tits...

As I hold it up to my naked chest, I go over and check out how it looks in the mirror.

I think they'd look really good in this top for tonight. I have to make sure that she gets a good look without being too obvious. She may be interested in experimenting, but she's still not sure. I've gotta give her a reason to take a chance otherwise I'll never get in her pants. And I'm not gonna waste a night I could be out drinking on some girl who isn't gonna give it up. I remember what it was like to be that curious but uncertain. It's pretty embarrassing that I used to be that pathetic. But at least I know what she needs because of it. All she needs is the right kind of push.

My hand pushes the shirt against my stomach, and I get a decent look at how much my tits will stick out in the shirt.

And I plan on giving her quite the push tonight. But I'm still not sure about this shirt though.

Just then, the door opens and someone walks in. When they get halfway in, I see Sandy in the reflection of the mirror. She sees me standing there and stops in her tracks with surprise.

Maybe I need a second opinion.

"Hey Sandy..."

Turning around, I give her a look at my problem.

"What do you think of this shirt?"

Sandy puts a hand up to shield her eyes from the part of me that isn't covered.

"I, I don't know... are you planning on putting it on at some point?"

Hmm...

"You think you could tell better if I put it on?"

I roll the bottom of the shirt up and slip it on over my head.

"I don't know, maybe. It might work even better if you put on some pants with it."

"Well, I haven't really decided on the pants yet, but..."

Going over to my bed, I grab the fake-leather pants I was kinda partial to earlier.

"I was thinking of going with these."

"Yeah, yeah, sure... whatever... just put them on."

Opening up the waist of the pants, I slip into them, letting the leathery fabric hug my legs and ass as I eventually button them up and zip the zipper. Once the outfit is on, I sorta turn slightly from side to side so she can see the full effect.

"What do you think? I'm trying to look really hot without coming off slutty."

My roommate gives me this weird look that almost looks disgusted.

"Well, you may have failed on the not slutty part, but you do look kinda hot."

Okay... I can work with that.

"Cool, thanks..."

She starts walking to her side of the room to do whatever she's gonna do and I go back to looking in the mirror, checking my clothes to make sure they fit properly.

"No problem..."

I start to play with my hair to try and decide how I wanna wear it.

Maybe up... or would that be pushing my luck with the sexy? It might scare her off if I'm too obvious.

"So, what's with making yourself look pretty all of the sudden? I thought the most advice you ever needed was whether you'd be able to get barf stains out of your clothes."

Ignoring the insult because it's technically true, I comb my hair up behind my head with my fingers and check out how I'd look with it in a ponytail or something.

"Normally, yes, but not tonight..."

Sandy looks over at me confused from her side of the room.

"What's so special about tonight?"

Hmm, I think down is better. If I wear it up I'll look too aggressive and she'll be afraid to touch me all night in case someone's watching.

"Because, I'm going on what some might consider a date."

"Oh..."

She gets silent for a second.

"I wasn't aware that you did that. You know, dated."

"Well it's not really a date, but some people might call it one. More power to them and all that, but really it's just an excuse to get laid."

"Oh... well, what's their name?"

Hmm, what was her name? I forgot to ask when she approached me before.

Going over to my bed, I find the piece of paper she gave me with her phone number on it.

I should remember that if I plan on getting anywhere tonight.

I look at the paper.

"Sarah..."

"Sarah?"

"Yeah..."

"Kind've an effeminate for a... oh..."

Wait, she actually thought?

"What?"

She sorta shakes her head.

"No, nothing I just... didn't realize."

"There's a lot of things you didn't realize about me Cindy."

My roommate is silent for a little while.

"It's not a problem for you is it?"

Again she shakes her head.

"No, it's not. I just... you know..."

"Didn't realize..."

"Yeah..."

I think my hair is okay.

I turn to Sandy and look at her.

"So how do you think I should do my make up?"

* * *

The two of us stroll down the pathway together, heading toward her dorm.

She's quiet. She's been that way for a while now, ever since we left the Terrace eatery. It kinda worries me. Whatever she's thinking about, it could be bad. If she thinks too much about this she could get scared and not wanna go through with the things I have planned for later. Not that she knows what I have planned for later, but I plan on showing her pretty soon. I better try and figure out what kind of thoughts she's having.

Looking over at her and ducking my head in front to try and get her attention, I smile.

"Hey, you okay?"

She slowly looks up at me and a smile appears on her face.

Hmm, smiling, that's a good sign.

"Yeah, I am... I was just... thinking a little."

I knew it.

"About what?"

Sarah sort've blushes and looks away for a second.

"Nothing..."

No way, can't let her leave it there.

"It's okay, come on, I'd like to know."

"It's stupid."

Hmm, well, stupid is better than scary or weird.

"Come on, tell me. We did just go on a date you know, I think that earns me some insight into what you're thinking afterwards."

After the date anyway, not after the night is over.

Again she blushes at me.

"Actually, it's about the date."

Well, if she's smiling and blushing after our date, I think I can safely assume...

"I had a really nice time tonight Dawn."

Perfect...

I do my best to smile back happily.

"Good, I'm glad. I had a really nice time too."

The blushing comes back again quickly and I know I'm on the right track.

"I... that's good... I was kinda worried. I was so worried the whole time."

"You didn't have to be."

She grins at me.

"I know. And I'm normally not on first dates. I don't know why I was so worried this time, maybe because this wasn't like my other first dates, it feels different. Being with you is different. It's special."

Special is good. Special is definitely good.

"Well, you know..."

Sarah looks at me, obviously curious.

"It could be even more special. If you wanted it to be I mean."

She stops on the pathway to face me, a bit confused but still curious. I stop with her.

"It can?"

With a nod, I step slowly and carefully towards her. She only takes a half step backwards when I do.

"Yeah... if you want it to... I know I've kinda been hoping it would be."

We get pretty close, and I stop within inches of her.

"You have?"

Her voice is soft when she speaks and her eyes drop to my lips for a split second when I lean forward a bit.

"Since the moment we met."

The second time anyway...

She leans into me a little herself.

"Let's make tonight the best it can be, okay?"

There's a second where her breath catches and I lick my lips in anticipation.

"Okay..."

I lean in to kiss her.

"Aww, isn't that cute? Two chicks in love..."

The new voice makes me turn away from Sarah to see what's going on.

What the hell?

Some guy is standing a few feet away grinning at us angrily.

What's going on?

"Cute? Personally I would've gone with hot."

Another voice has me looking to the left of us to see another guy standing a few feet way on the other side with the same stupid grin.

They don't feel right. Something's definitely wrong.

"Whatever, either works, especially when it comes to an early night snack..."

A third voice comes from behind us and I know that we're in some serious trouble now.

"Gotta agree with you there Dick."

Looking for the source of the fourth voice, I know we're surrounded now.

Vampires... crap. And I don't have anything close to a stake. I haven't even bothered to carry one since I came here because it didn't seem like there were any. Not that it would do much good against four vampires except give them another way of killing one of us, if not both.

She moves closer to me but not in the way I'd hoped we would be at this point.

"Go away!"

Yeah, somehow I don't think that's gonna do the trick.

"Ooh, a feisty one. I call first dibs on a taste of her."

Well, if I'm gonna die... I might as well pretend to be noble about it.

I put myself between her and the first guy to say anything, since he's the only one moving forward.

"Take me, let her go. I promise I taste better."

If I die and she gets away, maybe she'll cry at my funeral or something.

"You know I would, but I think I'm too hungry for just one."

So much for that plan. Well, if we both somehow manage to live or get turned or something, she'll probably let me into her pants. That's something I guess.

The first guy comes at us and he's coming fast enough that I can side step him. But suddenly, I hit something behind me and I turn around quick enough to see Sarah stumbling into the arms of a vamp.

Oh, crap...

"Thanks for the snack, I love delivery."

He wraps his arms around her tightly and she struggles to get free.

"Let me go! Dawn!"

Damn it... now I have to try and do something.

Just as I'm about to go after her in some failed attempt at rescuing her, a pair of arms grab me from behind. They pin my upper arms to my sides and all I can do is push back against them as I hear a woman scream.

I... I really didn't want to have to die this way.

The voice of the one holding me sends a chill through me as his breath tickles my ear.

"Hey, be a nice little meal and I promise it won't hurt... much."

I didn't wanna have to die at all, but especially not as some stupid meal for a hungry vampire.

He lifts me off my feet and squeezes hard, making me yell out in pain.

There's only one thing I can do.

I throw my head backwards at him, hoping to hit him in the head, but all I get is air. Whoever has me keeps squeezing me with one arm while he uses the other hand to grab my forehead and hold it back against his shoulder when I try to head butt him again.

Great... that's just great.

"Fine, be that way, at least I still get my snack."

Seconds later, I feel a pair of sharp teeth sink themselves into my neck. I scream. It hurts like hell as I feel his lips on my neck, sucking on it as I start to feel weak.

Oh god... it hurts...

All I can hear are the sounds of muffled voices when the pain gets too much for me and everything starts to go black.