My phone beeps with the incoming message.
Need you to cover for
the firm in the art exhibit this coming Friday. Write a critique about it.
Submit it as soon as possible.
The message is from an unknown number I
didn’t recognize. It’s probably Marcel, or the chief editor. I hide my phone in
my purse and take another swing on the bottle of beer in front of me as I watch
my best friend dance with her boyfriend. I assume too much from her. Yes, she
promised me a celebration later tonight, but she never mentioned not having to
invite Kol.
Maybe I’m just really not use to her being in
a relationship. This is the first
time I’ve seen her be in a serious one, which makes the matter even worst
because her first serious one is a vampire. I sigh, taking another swing of
alcohol.
This is going to be bad for her. The whole
relationship is going to go down the drain — well, that is if he doesn’t drain her first. I love Bonnie, but the concept
of vampirism is still so new to me and I find it sickening. They’re monsters, I
know. I’ve watched the Twilight movie
and Buffy the vampire slayer. The
media might try to make others seem noble like how the Cullens are, but that
was for mere entertainment.
I know better than to believe that those
kinds of vampires exist just because they believe in the greater good. Maybe
there are vampires as such that exist, but it’s obviously just because of the
recent movies that gave them the idea of it. Those vampires must have such a
dire love life that they decide to take on that challenge in hopes of finding
their own Bella. I think it makes them seem desperate, not romantic.
“Why aren’t you joining us for a dance?”
Bonnie asks, taking the seat opposite mine. I notice her looking down to my
bottle of beer, so I push it towards her. She smiles and sips from it.
“Thanks.” She and Kol sits side by side together on the seats opposite mine, as
I stay the only single girl in the booth.
I give them a small smile, “My latest club
escapade isn’t exactly worth the trip down memory lane. Honestly though, I’m
fine on my own. Go have fun.”
Kol gives his girl a dopey-eyed look. It made
me want to gag, but I let out a little chuckle instead. They look so stupidly
in love. I sigh. Perhaps it makes more sense for me to let go of my frustration
for their love affair. It’s not entirely that bad. The only matter that gets in
the way is my hatred for vampires. Their relationship isn’t really my business.
And it seems like Kol really loves her.
