A/N: It's official. My self-control is non-existent. I told myself I would not have two or more multi-chapter stories going at the same time. Look what I'm uploading. This is for all of you who actually voted for this on my poll way back when I was considering what project to tackle next. Let me make something perfectly clear: though I have no problem with slash, I do not write slash. So if you were hoping this would be slash, I'm sorry to burst your bubble.
Disclaimer: Any name, image, likeness, etc. that sounds familiar is not mine. I am not making a profit by writing this.
My Best Friend Is a Vampire
We were relaxing in our crib after performing at Griffin's 'Big Night of Fright.' The four of us were 'normals' once again. Carlos wanted to watch a movie that he claims was 'festive' though I didn't really see how it was 'festive.' It wasn't just any movie, it was a vampire movie. It wasn't just any vampire movie either, it was Twilight.
"Do you guys want to watch Twilight with me?" Carlos asked, holding said Blu-ray in his hands.
Kendall and James exchanged glances with one another. Even though Kendall's girlfriend, Jo, was into romantic vampire novels, Kendall wasn't. Despite dressing up as a vampire for Griffin's 'Big Night of Fright,' James wasn't a fan of vampire movies. Or maybe he just wasn't a fan of Twilight…
"Can't. I'm heading over to Jo's place to do…stuff," Kendall answered, before bolting out of the apartment.
"Yeah, and I want to know everything there is to know about Muffy now that she doesn't want to slay me," James replied before making his hasty retreat as well.
Carlos then turned his attention to me. His lips pouted as he gave me his best puppy dog look he could muster. He knew I was a sucker for puppy dog faces. It didn't even matter who was giving me a puppy dog face either. It could be Katie. It could be Carlos. It could probably even be Mr. Bitters, although that thought is kind of creepy…
"Why can't you just watch it by yourself?" I asked him.
"Logan, you know I'm not good with scary movies!" Carlos whined.
I had been drinking some bottled water, which totally went up my nose as I choked on it having heard Carlos just call Twilight scary. I started to cough uncontrollably.
Once my coughing fit ceased, I said, "Carlos, Twilight has to be the tamest, non-scary vampire movie in the history of vampire movies!"
On the surface, I pretended to detest the whole vampire fad. Secretly though, I was very much on the bandwagon. In this day and age, vampires were huge. There were so many good television shows, books, and movies about vampires. The Twilight Blu-ray Carlos was currently holding was actually mine. Whenever anyone asked though, I always denied it and said it was Katie's. My cover story checked out too because Katie was a Twilight fanatic.
"Wow! If you didn't think Twilight was scary, then I guess it must not be scary. You're so scared of everything," Carlos commented.
I scoffed. "Gee thanks, Carlos," I responded sarcastically. "I'm really going to sit down and watch a movie with you now."
I grumbled to myself over Carlos' 'You're so scared of everything' remark. I wasn't scared of everything. I wasn't even scared much at all. If he was referring to how I always seem to be the one who finds fault with whatever scheme Kendall concocted, then I am not scared, I'm realistic. Someone has to be!
"Now, if you want some good vampire stories, then you have to look no further than Anne Rice," I stated, resuming my charade.
"Isn't that what we had for dinner last night?" Carlos inquired.
"No Carlos. That was Uncle Ben's. Anne Rice is only the greatest vampire author of all time."
"She's a vampire? That's so cool!"
"No Carlos. She's not a vampire. She writes about vampires."
I shook my head in complete and utter disbelief. Carlos' naivety was like a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it was amusing. On the other hand, it could get somewhat annoying.
"Logan, will you please watch it with me? When's the last time we hung out and did something together just the two of us?" Carlos asked.
I took a moment to ponder that. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that Carlos was right; the two of us hadn't done anything where it was just the two of us in a long time. The last time was probably either when I went ghost hunting with him or when we were 'protecting' Jordin Sparks as 'The Good Luck Patrol.'
"Okay, fine," I relented.
"You put the movie in, and I'll pop some popcorn!" Carlos said excitedly.
"Whoa there, Chef Carlitos! How about you put the movie in, and I'll pop the popcorn?"
I shuddered at the mere memory of the last time Carlos tried to pop popcorn in the microwave. Not only did he burn the popcorn, but he somehow managed to cause the microwave to explode into flames. Luckily, we were able to extinguish the blaze before Carlos burned the whole kitchen down. Mrs. Knight had to go and buy a new microwave the next day.
So Carlos and I sat next to each other on the orange couch in the living room and watched Twilight. I carefully masked how excited I truly was to watch the movie. Instead, I put up a façade of annoyance and indifference. I picked apart the movie making little sarcastic remarks when I deemed necessary. It was all part of my façade though.
For example, when Edward entered the school cafeteria for the first time, and he had his slow-motion entrance, I sarcastically commented, "What, is he one of the Jennifers or something?"
Then, when Bella Googled 'The Cold One,' I remarked, "Here I thought she was Googling 'adrenaline rush' like Edward had told her to."
Of course, when Edward revealed to Bella what he looks like in the sun, I had to pick that apart. "He sparkles? Really? What is that?"
I even had to provide commentary for some quotes in the movie. Like, 'Everything about me invites you in…even my scent.' I responded with, "Bella's probably like, 'Well, now that you mention it, you do smell quite nice.'"
Then, when Edward was all, 'You're like my own personal brand of heroin,' I remarked, "If I were Bella, my reaction to that would be, '…'"
Thanks to my witty remarks, Carlos bought my charade; He fell for it hook, line, and sinker.
One thing I had learned real quickly when it came to watching movies with Carlos was that he made the whole experience…interesting.
Case in point, when Emmett rode to school in his Jeep standing up in the seat, Carlos was all, "Ooh! That looks fun! I want to try that!"
I just slapped my forehead, rolled my eyes at him, and thought to myself, 'Of course you would, Carlos. Of course you would.'
Then, when Edward took Bella to his house to meet his family, and Alice was shown walking agilely on a branch, three guesses what Carlos said; "I want to walk on a branch, and not fall! Hey Logie, do you think I could do what Alice did?"
I was between a rock and a hard place. Do I encourage him to do something reckless and stupid? Or do I discourage him and thereby show that I have no faith in him? Then again, he never goes anywhere without his helmet, so how dangerous could it really be?
He smiled brightly at me, his eyes crinkling up in the process. Apparently, that was the right answer to give.
"Awesome! When we're done watching this, I'm so going to try that!" Carlos exclaimed eagerly.
It was also hilarious and irritating when it came to a part that was even remotely scary; how he would grab my arm and turn his head away from the television screen out of fear. Actually, it was basically any part of the movie where there was a swell in the volume of the music. I would quickly shake him off me, and he would blush ever so slightly in embarrassment for being so scared that he had to grab hold of my arm in the first place.
"I can't help it! That James is a scary guy!" Carlos commented.
I mentally snickered at Carlos' choice of words. That James. Ironically enough, one of our best friends has the same name as a character in the movie. The irony doesn't stop there either. It just so happened that James was a vampire for Halloween.
When the movie had ended, I acted like I was so relieved. In all actuality though, I relished the idea of having just watched it again. I lost track of how many times I've seen it now. Yes, it's been that many times. How many times have I watched it exactly? That's for me to know and for other people to not find out.
"See Carlos? That wasn't even scary!" I remarked.
Carlos chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, I wasn't scared at all."
I simply rolled my eyes at him. 'Yeah right!' I thought to myself. That's why he grabbed my arm several times throughout the movie. I turned on the lights in the living room. After I had, I noticed Carlos was looking at me oddly.
"Uh…why are you looking at me like that?" I inquired.
"How could I have not noticed that before?" he replied.
"Noticed what before?"
"Your pale skin. Now that I think about it, I've never actually seen you sleep either."
"That's because you always go to bed before me, and I always wake up before you."
"Is it? Or is it because you're a vampire?"
I had a mouthful of soda at the time, and after hearing Carlos' remark I had a coughing fit.
"Soda just went up my nose," I stated.
"I'm right, aren't I?" Carlos asked.
"No, you're delusional! That's what you are!"
"Delusional? What's that?"
More soda just went up my nose as I succumbed to yet another coughing fit. I usually try not to use big words around my friends, but delusional isn't that big of a word, in my defense. At least it's not a big word to me…
"It's okay. If you're a vampire, I mean. Your secret's safe with me; I won't tell anyone. Not even Kendall and James," Carlos said, crossing his heart with his finger.
"Carlos, I'm not a vampire! I knew watching Twilight with you was a bad idea!" I commented.
From the looks of things, he hadn't even heard what I just said to him. If he did hear, he was unfazed. I don't think he did though. He was far too busy staring at me intently like he was afraid if he looked away for a second. After all, he thought I was a vampire. He probably figured I would jump him at any moment and bite his neck with my non-existent fangs.
Then, a light bulb went off in my head. It dawned on me. Carlos already thought I was a vampire. Maybe I could take this and use it to my advantage. I wondered how far I could take this and run with it. I got excited just thinking about it.
"Look Carlos, I have to um…go somewhere. In the meantime, you can stay here and find a tree branch to walk on or something," I said.
"Are you going…hunting? Is it difficult for you to be so close to me? Is the scent of my blood too much for you?" he asked me.
It was unbelievably hard to keep a straight face as he asked me those ridiculous questions. However, in his heart of hearts, I knew that he truly believed I was a vampire. So I would do everything I could to convince him of that. I might not be able to do it alone though; I might need some help, and I had the perfect person in mind.
"Yeah…Let's go with that…" I replied, before slipping quietly out the front door.
I knocked on the door. It opened.
"Logan?" Stephanie greeted.
"May I come in?" I asked.
See, Stephanie was in Hollywood to make low budget horror films. I thought as an aspiring filmmaker, she could help me convince Carlos that I was a vampire. Surely she had makeup and props and tips that could be of great benefit to me.
"Yeah, of course," she answered.
I walked in the front door, and she shut it behind her. She led me to her living room. The two of us sat down on the sofa in her living room.
"So, what brings you by?" Stephanie questioned.
I kind of felt bad for Stephanie. I could tell that she liked Carlos. I think Carlos liked her too. For some reason though, he didn't pursue Stephanie like he did the Simms Twins and the Jennifers. It's a shame too. Stephanie was actually…normal. Carlos' other love interests…well, crazy was more like it.
"Carlos thinks I'm a vampire," I blurted out.
She laughed at me like I was joking or something. I know how ridiculous it must have sounded, but it was the truth.
"No really. We just got done watching Twilight, and now he thinks I'm a vampire," I said.
"I love Twilight! Wait, why did you come to me with this?" she asked.
Hold the phone. Stephanie loves Twilight too? She just earned bonus points in my book.
"I need your help convincing him that I am a vampire," I answered.
Stephanie doubled over in laughter. When she saw that I wasn't laughing, she sobered up instantaneously. She now knew that I wasn't joking. I was dead serious.
"I have to admit Logan, this actually sounds fun. Count me in," she said.
"Hey! I resent that! I can be fun too, you know?" I replied.
"Although this does seem kind of mean. Poor Carlos."
"This coming from the girl who just agreed to help me trick the guy she likes into actually believing that I'm a vampire."
Stephanie's cheeks flushed crimson after I had told her that I knew she liked Carlos. This would actually be the first time I had really spent any time doing anything with Stephanie. It's weird. I consider her my friend and everything, but aside from when she was masquerading as The Palm Woods Ghost, I haven't really interacted with her at all. Maybe this could help rectify that.
"So, where do we start?" I asked.
To Be Continued…
A/N: I hope this is living it up to all that you expected it to be. This is where things start to get interesting. Don't be shy. Let me know what you think.