“I thought the teacher was suppose to get the apple. I saw it in the movies, plenty of times.” A more womanly and confident voice spoke.
Marie was a new teacher in the middle school of this town. We couldn’t really call her a teacher, since she was anything but an example. She’s an abusive teacher, loves marijuana, is always drinking and getting drunk, and goes to classes with a hangover, that happens more whenever the next day is monday, since she spends her all weekend drinking. She really doesn’t appreciate children, but this job was the only thing she could get to gain enough money. Plus she had an enemy in the school, the other teacher was trying her best to have evidences that Marie shouldn’t be teaching. But for that, she will need to find alcohol and drugs from Marie which is something she can’t find, due Marie always lock her drawer from her desk, and the other teacher cant break her car to get the stuff, so she has been safe lately.
She was wearing a black tight skirt with long waist, that would stay right above her knees, then a white shirt, that would be inside the skirt, with a beautiful belt. She had a black thin coat on, that could match with the color of her skirt, and high-heel shoes that matched with the color as well. Her long blonde curly hair was above her shoulder and falling down on her back. She had red lipstick on her full lips, while she had high cheek-bones. Her eyes tends to change the color depending on the light that was around her, right now it was some kind of gray with blue.
She come into this bar with one of her partners in the school, it was the most innocent teacher out there, she was extremely calm yet nervous, and very innocent, people thought her presence would help on turning Marie into a better example. The woman was fat, had short hair, and was wearing glasses, her clothing style wasn’t that good either, but the woman was already 55.
Marie and her walked through the streets, and before they got in the bar, Marie dropped the apple into the trash, it was such an awful apple, but it would be enough for give her stomach something before start drinking. Once they got in there, Marie already began to shake her hips, enjoying the music, she was excited about this all, she could party again, it was such tiring day at school, even tho she only had one class. They walked up to some booth, and sat down, Marie leaned her back against it, as her eyes was staring around, trying to find someone attracting, that would distract her for tonight. She noticed her friend had her eyes on a man already, which made Marie wonder who was it, the very moment she looked at that moment, she made an expression like she was about to puke.
“What do you think about that one?” She asked.
“What I think? Well, on my opinion if I had a face like that, I would kill myself. But its good for you, I guess.” Marie said honestly with a shrug.
“I don’t know..I’m afraid” the other woman mumbled.
“Its now or never. When was the last time you had some good dicking?”
Marie asked, perking up an eyebrow and look up her.
The woman just felt embarrassed but agreed with Marie, so she decided to meet up with the man.
“Even her will get laid, ugh.”
Marie said with a disgusted expression, before push herself up from the booth, and walk up to the bar, so she could order some vodka.
Shane wasn’t being entirely honest, since he was hoping to make a new friend to buy a drink for. Though it was conversation, and may have the bar maid feel at ease. He was on the prowl, there was no mistaking that, but with his dashing good looks and Hollywood smile, he didn’t have to be overtly flirty. With an expensive suit, gold Olympus watch, and the scent of a top range cologne, he was like the perfect accessory for a woman who wanted a man that appeared successful.
It appeared however, he didn’t have to wait long for a “friend” to appear, when a leggy blonde approached the bar, wearing a tight black skirt with long waist, and white shirt beneath a sharp black coat. There was an empty seat beside him and he offered Marie a sideways glance, showing off a smile, before looking back at the barmaid and saying;
“I’m pretty new in town, and looking for an apartment. You wouldn’t happen to know of anything close by?” He took out his business card and slid it over the bar towards her.
“I’d be happy to pay a finder’s fee.” The right corner of his lips curled upwards, with his blue eyes dazzling. If this was not the most subtle way to get to know the locals, it was clear that his years of being a lawyer had paid off. Glancing back at the leggy blonde, he waited to see what she would order, and then possibly make his move.
“Depends on the night really,” Lizzy said, loud enough to be heard over the music. “Some days we’re sitting around with nothing to do but stay at the bar until a couple of old drunks fall asleep and we have to call a cab. On others it’s… like this. You definitely came on one of the busier nights,” she said, apologetically, looking around at all the people. But her apologetic look didn’t stay for long. Lizzy liked the crowds. She had a very short attention span and didn’t like things to get boring. On busy nights exciting things tended to always happen.
When he asked about apartments she laughed a little. “Well you don’t want anything too close to here,” she said, looking at him for a moment. “It’s a little bit dangerous. Ghetto.” She added as an explanation. “But a little farther out are the HeavenFalls apartments. They’re as nice as apartments come. You staying a while then? You look like a man on business. What are you then? Cop? Lawyer? Fireman? I had a detective come in here a couple years back. I’ve always loved a man on business,” she said, leaning over the counter a little. She may not be trying to go home with this guy, but her tips were based on how much cleave and legs she showed to the customers, so she flirted with everyone. Not that she wouldn’t do that anyway.
When Lizzy saw Marie, her forehead furrowed in both a frown and concentration. She went over to her, her previous look vanishing from her face. “Can I get you something?” she asked. When she got closer to her she could tell what it was. She was a witch. Lizzy only tolerated River’s mother, Melinda, because River was her best friend. Sadly, at work, she had to tolerate them as well. It wasn’t as if she could kick them out for no good reason apparent to the other workers. But there had been numerous times she’d faked something to get them in trouble and kicked out. Maybe tonight could be one of those nights. She looked at blonde boy and saw him eyeing the witch and made a face. The vampire clearly didn’t have good taste.
“No seriously, I am a lawyer, moved here from Chicago on good word from my former partner. Said this was the place I could really get back into a more community spirited environment.” Shane continued to turn his glass of beer slowly, not ever taking his eyes off the barmaid. She had leaned forward slightly, so she showed off a bit of cleavage, and Shane being a man found his eyes wandered lower, before an amused smile came to his lips.
“I bet you get a lot of tips, Miss…err…sorry, but I didn’t catch your name. I’m Shane…Shane Williamson.” He said, offering her his hand to shake, after she had asked the leggy blonde beside him if she cared for a drink.
Now this made her remember about the other teacher she brought with her, she turned her head around, and saw the woman kissing the other man, and a gagging sound escaped from her lips. What was wrong with this people now a days? If they didn’t knew how to kiss then its better stay quiet on your spot and let the pros do it. Her attention went back at the barmaid, who now finally payed attention to Marie, but she noticed this woman had something against her, all off sudden, the way she acted and the huge different expression she was holding right now to Marie. Well, this people was crazy.
“Hum, yes. I want a glass of vodka please, for now. Also can we smoke here?”
Marie asked, perking up an eyebrow. She wanted to smoke some marijuana, and nobody would notice, this was just crowed, and she heard that the man besides her was a Lawyer, she had a feeling he would be somebody important, due the clothing he was wearing, but she was glad he was just lawyer and not any kind of cop. From her purse, she removed a bong for smoke weed, but in small version, so she could take it everywhere with her. She also removed a lighter, and turned it on, closing to the bong. She placed the edge of the bong into her mouth, and began to suck the smoke into her mouth, before remove it, let it go down into her lungs, and then expel it all out. Nothing better than smoke weed and drink some strong alcohol, she knew she would end up staying at home, due bringing another teacher with her, that woman could be having her first adventure after so many years, but Marie would end up calling her to make her pick her up wherever she would be.
She didn’t even say anything in response, just went to grab a glass and poured it for her. She set it in front of her and she asked if she could smoke. Lizzy wondered if she could use this to her advantage. She very much wanted to say no, but not too far away there were others smoking. “Go for it,” she said simply with a shrug and turned back to Shane. It seemed their conversation would be cut short soon due to the length of the witch’s skirt.
“Call me Lizzy,” she said, sticking to her rule of not giving out her last name to first time customers. She took his hand that he offered and smiled a little that he was shaking her hand. It seemed old fashioned. But what more could she expect from a fellow vampire? “And call me over whenever you decide to get something other than that beer.” She nodded to the drink in his hands and walked over to someone else who had just sat down. “What can I get you?” she asked them and continued to take drink orders.
“Call me Lizzy,” Shane quite liked her name and found it fitting, to a girl of her fun nature. “I be sure too, Lizzy.” when told to call her back when he wanted to order another drink. As Lizzy went off to serve another patron, Shane turned his head towards the blonde, who was now enjoying her bong.
“Hard day at the office?”
An opening question, one that was bound to get a response.
When the barmaid placed her drink over the counter, Marie looked up at her, perking up an eyebrow, while she allowed the smoke escape from her mouth. It was better ignore this barmaid, for now.
Wrapping her fingers around the glass of vodka, she picked it up, and brought it closer to her lips, as she took a sip from the drink. Letting the liquid go down into her throat, and have that burning feeling, that made her do some weird expression for a second, but she loved this feeling. Her attention drove back at the blonde man, who now was speaking to her since the barmaid went to other clients. He was asking her if she had a hard day at the office.
Marie placed the bong over the table, next to her glass. As she shook her head, and brought her palms closer to her head, like she was about to rub her temples.
“No. I’m a new teacher at the middle school, and this kids are just unbelievable, so annoying, and loud.” And morons
She explained him her day, and yes she thought the word morons, because those kids were idiots. She literally had to write on their paper exams idiots, morons. They had such bad grades, but that’s because she always forced them to watch a movie, and never thought them anything, but she gave them a book to study, they should start studying alone, god.
“But anyway. I’m Marie, nice to meet you, Shane.”
Marie said with a smile, as she stretched out her hand so he could shake her hand. She payed attention to the conversation he had with the barmaid, since she wanted to know if he was some sort of cop or not, so she caught his name as well.
A new teacher, obviously in over her head with her students, which was so often the case these days. Large class sizes, and teachers struggling with a government that refuses to pay a decent salary. No wonder she was so stressed out. The woman clearly needed a sounding board, and one Shane was all too happy to offer. As she came to the end of her rant, she finally gave out her name and extended her hand to shake. Shane being…Shane, took her hand, and then turned it over, so her palm was face down. He brought her hand to his lips, and then brushed his lips lightly across the back. A low throaty tone came from him as he said in reply;
“It truly is a delight to meet you, Marie.” He released her hand, and then took out another card, sliding it along the bar towards her. “I’m afraid that I do need to go take care of some business, but if you ever need someone to be there for you. Call me.” He placed out some notes and then placed them on the bar for the bar maid, Lizzy, along with a fifty dollar tip, and then he got off the bar stool, and gave each lady a smile, before heading for the exit. His destination….unknown.