I woke up the next afternoon around 5, in my own bed, in my own apartment, with my stuff around me. Was the night before a dream? I asked myself. I got out of bed and walked into the living room. It was the same as when I had left accept for the blinds and curtains being closed. And on the couch was a guy asleep. It wasn�t Spike or Dameon. I didn�t know who it was. I went back into my room and got the bat my dad had given me when Brandy and I moved into the apartment. I took it with me back into the living room. The guy was sound asleep. I got closer to see what he looked like. He didn�t look very tall, maybe five ten. He looked built in his upper body, with short, spiked, messy brown hair. Blue eyes and very white skin. He was wearing a dark blue sweat shirt with a hood hanging out of a leather jacket, and blue jean pants.
With the bat raised ready to hit I went up to him and nudged him with my foot. Slowly he began to wake up.
"Who the hell are you and what are you doing on my couch?!" I yelled. His eyes flung open and saw me standing over him with the bat in my hands and shrunk back. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" I yelled again.
"I was told to stay here and make sure you are alright but you have been asleep all day." he said.
"Who told you to?"
"Dameon," I relaxed a little and let the bat down some. I still wasn�t trusting of him yet.
"Who are you? What is your name?" I wanted to know.
"Why do you need to know my name? Why is it so important?" he said in a smug voice, a smile on his face.
"Well I woke up in my bed when the last thing I remember was passing out at the bar. I have no idea how I got here, and to top it off when I do wake up in my house there is a guy who I don�t know and have never see in my life laying on my couch asleep. If you want me to I can go on and find more reasons. But I don�t think you want me to do that, now what is your name?" I was slowly getting pissed, and I brought the bat back up.
"Wow! They were right you are a feisty one!" He got off the couch and walked towards me. I stepped back. "Sorry for the rudeness, my name is Blair, and I would take it you are Jasmin. They told me so much about you, but Spike failed to mention your beauty." He looked at his watch and I saw his eyes widen. "How long does it take you to get ready?" He asked urgently.
"Why?"
"Well we are supposed to meet Dameon and Spike at seven, and a lot of girls it can take a couple hours to get ready to go somewhere nice. So how long does it take?"
"Well it depends on how I'm supposed to dress!" I put the bat down on the chair and waited for an answer.
"Do you have a black dress?" he asked.
"Yea!"
"OK, wear that....Or dress up nice. Were meeting then at a really nice party. Also I still have to change, which I will have to go back to my place to do that."
"OK" I was confused, so I just agreed. "Ill be out in a few minutes," and I started walking back into my room.
"OK take your time, but hurry."
I went and took a shower, then went to my closet to dig my dress out of the back. To me it was beautiful. It was my favorite dress. It was small and came to just above my knee. But there was only one problem with it; it was too nice to wear all the time and to wear casually, so I wore it very rarely. I loved it so much cause it fit me very well. It was a straight dress; backless with only two straps holding it up. They went over my shoulder and crisscrossed in the back. It was really hard to take off. I put it on then went to find the only sandals that fit the dress. Brandy had found them for me, she was surprised I wore them cause they had a three-inch heel and I wore nothing over a one inche heel. After a little practice I could walk perfectly in them. I put my hair up in a bun style arrangement, found the purse that matched my outfit and headed back out to the living room. I found Blair lying on the couch again as I found him the first time. Asleep!
I couldn�t kick him with my foot this time because of the sandals. It was 6:15 so I knew I needed to wake him up, so I gently shook him. He slowly began to wake up.
"I�m ready to go, and we might want to because it's 6:15!" I told him.
"OK," he got up and started walking towards the door.
"So where do you live?" I asked.
"You'll see!" he said. We went and got on the elevator. I lived on the fourth floor of the apartment building. When we got on the elevator instead of pushing the ground floor button he pushed the button for the second floor.
"Where are we going?"
"You live in this apartment building?"
"Yea"
"Oookaay," confusion was taking in, "I've never seen you around here before!"
"Well, you could say I�m not a day person, I guess."
We got off the elevator and walked down the short hall and came to apartment 25. That was strange cause I lived in apartment 45. It was just coincidence I guess. He opened the door and we went in. It was dark in the room, with black furniture and dark blue walls. It was getting dark outside but it was even darker inside because the curtains were closed."Make yourself at home. I'll be back in a few minutes!" He said as he walked down the hall, into his room and closed the door.
I decided to sit down. The couch was so comfortable, so soft that I fell asleep. I was asleep till I heard him walking back down the hall. I opened my eves and there he was in a black and white tuxedo. His hair was neater than it was earlier but it still looked a lot like it had before.
He came up to me and put out his arm for me and said, "Shall we go, my lady?" I took his arm and headed for the door.