The Meeting

I this chapter you will like more because it is longer than the last and I have been trying to be more descriptive in my writing. Commenting will be much appreciated

     Clare kept staring at him the whole time we were in line getting our, surprisely, delicious food.

     "Oh my god! He's eating a potato!" Clare said and I could swear you saw hearts in her eyes.

     "Clare come down," I said rolling my eyes at how pathetically in love she was with this one guy who looked more human than I do.

     "Just look at him Katie!" I turned my head slowly, but that wasn't fast enough for her, I guess, because she spun me around to face him making my head spin.

      "See Katie!" she said point distinctfully at him. "Isn't he gorgeous?"

      I took a few moments before answering him to examine him. He looked about 6" 3' by his long legs touching the bottom of the table. His jet black hair made his eyes which were a blueish gray color stand out like a human at a vampire full moon event. The style of clothing was an edgy dangerous look it consisted of a black tight shirt that gave definition to his muscles.  He wore a bracelet; it looked like somethng precious to him, maybe a family airlume. The ring and chain necklace I have no idea idea why he would wear that and Clare didn't know either. His pants were ripped up bad and you could see some bandages that covered his exposed skin. Lastly, he wore these black and white vans that looked like mine, but were a little no scratch that, they were worn out a lot.

     I looked at Clare with a straight face and said, "No."

     It broke her heart when I said that because the next thing I knew she put her hands on the counter and sulked which did hold up the line quite much.

     "Clare look it's not that he's cute he's just not my type," I said reassuring and then gave her a pat on the back hoping the energy I have would be passed through her lifeless dulled out body and would speed up the line. Remember this isn't a regular college all of the mythical creatures could wank you on the head and then you're out for an entire week.

     I keep patting her on the back and when it didn't work I literally pushed her out of the line, because she wasn't there anymore her lifeless body just needed to sit. Everyone cheered it was like someone had broken the world record for who could eat the most hot dogs which is both yummy and nasty.

     "Clare, go sit over at that table over there and save me a seat." I pointed the direction of where to do and she went away like a zombie. I can't believe she's still upset about what I said.

    

     When it was finally my turn to get some food I was amazed by what they had. Dumplings, Burgers, Noodles, Mac n cheese, pizza, mashed potato's, green vegetables, bagels. It felt like a buffet and I was lucky enough to be apart of such a joyful day.

     I reach for my plate, but Clare's lover boy, Mr. Handsome, grabbed it for me. he was so intimidating since he is six feet tall.

     "Hey what are you doing!" I look up at him and he is just there...with a smirk on is face holding my tray.

     "Don't worry I'm not here to take your lunch money," he says sarcastically and then hands me the tray. "I'm Brad by the way and you must be Katie!"

     "How do you know that!"

     "Well...I'm a wizard and your necklace," he said nonchalantly putting his hand on my necklace and feeling the smooth silver. "Want to sit with me?"

     I smirk at him and walk past him brushing my shoulder against his big arms.

     When he couldn't see me I smile and looked at my necklace and then when I looked in front of me Clare was up and alive. She took my tray relieving some of the weight I was feeling in my weak arms.

     "Katie, you like him!" she said walking back to the empty table. "And me likes you back."

     "I got you a lunch, Clare, so shut up and eat."

     Clare looked at me and ate her sandwich giving me a salute as if I was the general and she was just a cadet. She might be a blood sucker but she was polite and modest when it came to eating. Unlike me who got into the lazy mode and just rubs food on my hands and wrists. God gave me hands for a reason and that was to use it as a napkin when you're too lazy to go and get one.

     "So...You going to the Bonfire?"

     "Bonfire? It's the first time I've heard of this," I said with food still in my mouth and one covering it.

     "Yah, there is going to be howling, animals to drink, and delicious food that we are eating now; only it's far more better and delicious.

     I imagined that and I began to drool a little, but when Brad came over I whipped my mouth and looked at him. "Yes?"

     Brad smirks again and then hands me a piece of paper. "Here's my number."

     I don't open it instead I just look at him dead in the eyes. "What makes you think I want it?"

     "Because you want me," he said in a sexy voice as he pressed the palm of his hands against the table and put his head close to mine.

     "Ohhhhhh," Clare sang in a high pitch voice.

     I slid the ripped piece of paper that had his phone number on it and bluntly told him. "I don't want your number."

     Clare looks at me flabbergasted at how I could deny him so bluntly and not have any hesitation after those words he just said so poetically.

     Before I could say more Clare interrupts the silence. "She will be at the bonfire tonight you can talk to her then."

     I look at her and give her the 'I'm going to kill you' face.

     Brad takes the piece of paper from me and stands up straight revealing his true height.

     "Great I hope to see you there," he smiles and then walks away.

     I looked at her and you could see imaginary flames behind me. I'm so going to kill you Clare!

Reviews

[dw817]

A well-written chapter. I like the ending which is definitely a HOOK to catch the reader to the chapter following this one.

What you want to do is write effectively. Write in such a way that the reader not only thoroughly enjoys what they are reading but in time will RETURN back to read earlier chapters because they were so interesting as well.

You want to have re-read ability to your stories. Where someone may finish your book and maybe less than a month wants to read it again because it was so interesting and well-written.

I would comment about your spelling and grammar - but can't. It's flawless; you've done a sterling job here !

[Saaim]

Thank you so much now that I have more time to write I'm just writing my soul out in this book. I'm going to be so sad when it ends. I'm thinking of doing a series, but I'm not sure if that's the best ideas. What do you think about that?

[dw817]

Always refer to your life's history for material. It's difficult for others - including myself, to write a completely original story or plot. I've gotten as far as I have because, well at least I believe so, I've had an interesting life.

I take little bits from my past and expand on them - and that in turn blossoms into a great story. Keep at it ! You're doing fine, Saaim ... :)