Pete hadn't even been able to answer the question about dog or cats or even look at Mike as the other had tried to gather himself. What had gotten into the vampire didn't even matter as he was not only weirded out but also offended. What was he supposed to do knowing that he'd been asked a question that caught him completely off guard?
A question he didn't even really know the answer too since he hadn't even thought about it. He did a hair flip as he'd turned his gaze to the ground as the other unsuccessfully gathered himself. This was getting too awkward for him especially since he had to be stuck with the other male for who knows how long.
As he was given the keys, he decided he'd sit down for a bit. He didn't know if his parents were going to pick him up or if they were going to call an uber.
Truth be told, he only didn't have his own car because his parents didn't want him dying in a stupid car accident or by any type of bullies or whatever since his parents assumed he got bullied because of how he dressed. They blamed bullying on the way he acted too which pissed him off more than anything.
He gave his parents a call as he began to lock up for the night. He paused as he listened to their annoying questions about how his first day on the job went and simply just answered 'fine' to all of them because if he said otherwise they'd go on asking why it wasn't fine and just be total assholes about it.
Not to mention, they'd also lecture him because he should be 'happy' he got to do something other than go to school and be 'depressed'. But the thing was he wasn't depressed, he just hated the world. He was almost never sad- he just didn't really give two fucks about anything.
As he walked outside after locking up, he saw his parents' car pull up.
Seeing that the vampire dude had left, he let out a relieved sigh as he got into the front seat of the car and strapped himself in. "So like when can I get my own car? Everyone else my age has one." The hair flip goth looked at his mom who was in the driver's seat as he did a hair flip. His mom of course ignored him and just drove off, being mindful of the roads since they were slippery from last night's rain.
The young 16 year old looked ahead at the road and took note of how not slippery it looked. He got that his parents were trying to protect him but goddammit his goth buddies could all drive except for Firkle and it was embarrassing.
All the people in his grade could drive too and hell soon the younger grade will be driving. It just wasn't fair to him that he couldn't drive because his parents thought he was too fucking depressed or whatever. The car ride was silent the entire time and during that time young Pete Thelman just thought of the events that happened today.
Mike being weird asking that question about his sex position...damn. He blushed once more as he thought about it and just leaned his head against the car door. If his mom saw he was flustered over something she'd probably think it was a girl even though he'd never had a girlfriend or expressed any interest in either gender. Again, his mom blamed his depression for the reason he hadn't been able to fall in love and he'd had to explain that being goth didn't mean he was depressed.
Suddenly his mom made a sharp turn to the right which startled the goth teen. He quickly covered his eyes but his mom somehow got the car under control. God- he couldn't do this right now. He pulled out his phone and looked at a number that happened to be Mike's number. He had no idea how he got it. All he knew was that it'd somehow just appeared in his contacts and stuff.
He pulled out his phone and decided to write the number a message but rather than sending it, he just went to sleep and deleted that message. Little did he know that he'd accidentally pressed send rather than delete since the send and delete button were right next to each other.
The message said something like: 'dude you got better luck than me? It's like a haunted house in the car or smth, i don't even have a car lmao my parents think i'm suicidal and that im gonna kms wut happened after our shift? I slso thing we shouldnt fighr if were gonna work tofethger ( my splling scks omg ) we keep veering to the side'
Sooner or later he arrived home and was ordered to eat and go straight to bed since it was apparently too late for angst movies. He wasn't tired so he just watched angst movies anyway with the sound down. He hated movies with no sound since they were boring as fuck but he really didn't have a choice.
He pulled out a bag of popcorn and began to snack on it while watching this movie on mute. Though he heard a buzz which made him freeze. Thinking it was his mom, he quickly looked at his phone until he realized it was Mike Makowski. Uh oh...that meant he hadn't pressed send after all. That meant the other had seen his fucked up spelling because of the constant turns his mom had made.
Though he was too tired to really worry about that. He'd see the other tomorrow anyway at work. Yawning, he changed into his pajamas which were all black and ended up falling asleep on the movie.
Later on at like three, he ended up turning the movie off and going back to sleep but he'd pretty much slept like a baby that night since hell his first shift was really something. Not only he had to work with his enemy but he'd also seen the other goths and fucking Eric Cartman all in the same day.
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Mike woke up around 7 the next Sunday morning, exhausted. His car wasn't totaled, but he was too nervous to drive to work. So he woke up his Dad to ask if he could take him instead. His dad agreed and Mike returned to his bedroom to get ready for the day. He grabbed some baggy clothes and a nice 6arelyhuman shirt he got from the thrift store two days ago and walked out. He didn't plan on going to work until he had to at 10, so he decided to walk over to Bloodrayne's house to waste some time.
He rung the door bell and waited. Nobody answered, so he rung it again. After that, a very tired and annoyed Bloodrayne answered the door.
"What the fuck do you want, Vampir?" Bloodrayne asks, rubbing her tired eyes, "Itssssss 7 in the fucking morning!"
"Oh!" Mike- er, Vampir nervously scratches his head, "I just wanted to hangout with someone before I go to work at ten, per say."
"I sssssssee." Bloodrayne gives Vampir a dirty look for waking her up, but lets him in anyway.
Vampir follows Bloodrayne over to her living room and sits down on the couch. Bloodrayne goes into the kitchen to go grab herself some breakfast as Vampir looks at his phone.
"1 new message"
Who texted him? Was it his dad? What did he need? Vampir opened iMessage to find that it wasn't his dad who texted him, but Pete. He shuddered, was Pete gonna send him a mean message after the dumb question Vampir asked him?
He looked at what Pete sent him, and smiled. He then started typing and replied:
"LOL your typing is okay! And I actually had worse luck than you did, I almost totaled my car! Luckily, I only ran into the shoulder ditch because of the hard rain last night. But my Dad DID have to come and get me with his friend. And also, please excuse my shitty question last night! I also don't want to fight with you since we will be working together and I swear I just suck at small talk. :skull:"
"What are you ssssssmiling at, Vampir?" Bloodrayne smirks, she then hands Vampir a blood packet to drink out of. (It's actually red kool-aid but whatever).
"None of your business!" Vampir huffs. "Actually I have a question for you."
"Whatsssss up?" Bloodrayne plopped down next to Vampir on the couch and flipped through some channels.
"Would it be possible for one of the goths to come with us to our next vampire outing?"
Bloodrayne spat out the blood she was currently drinking. "A goth?! Are you crazy???"
"No- well kind of, but—"
"Absolutely not!" Bloodrayne declined, "Gothsssss have always been number one enemy of the vampires! The rest of our clique would drain all of the blood out of that goth kid if he sssssshowed up!"
"Well.." Vampir tried to find a good excuse, but he couldn't. So he just told the truth, "I know we don't like them, per say. However I work with one of them at my new job and I kind of maybe... want to get close to him?"
"Closssser to him?! Which one of them??" Bloodrayne interrogated.
"...Pete Thelman"
Bloodrayne facepalmed. Of fucking COURSE Vampir picked the one goth the vampires hated the most to go befriend. How stupid was Vampir? He was their LEADER afterall. He shouldn't mess with things like this. But alas, Bloodrayne agreed. But only if Vampir somehow convinced the rest of the vampires to let this goth kid come with.
Vampir and Bloodrayne watched some old dracula show from the 50s while they sipped on their blood packets. 9:30 rolled around and Vampir walked back over to his house where his dad was waiting for him.
"You ready to go, squirt?" Mike's dad asked.
"Don't call me that," Mike rolled his eyes, "And no, not yet. Let me go grab my uniform then I will be."
"Okay, hurry though!" Mike's Dad hurried him.
Mike ran upstairs to his room to grab his uniform. He slipped it on and looked in the mirror. God, it was so fucking ugly. He sighed and ran back downstairs. He got into the passenger seat of his Dad's truck and looked at his phone again.
No new messages.
He sighed again as he watched the buildings pass by them as the two went to his work. He really was hoping for a reply from Pete, but his luck wasn't THAT good.
Eventually, they finally got to the Benny's and Mike was dropped off. 7 more hours to go. 7 hours with Pete... 7 hours... Why did that make him kind of happy? Gosh, he was so weird. Even to himself. He was weird.
Mike was greeted at the door by his boss who had an earful to tell him about his work effort the day before. She said he did good, but it wasn't good enough.. Mike just smiled and said okay to his boss, but his mind was elsewhere. And elsewhere was named 'Pete Thelman'.