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My Life As A Teenage Vampire
Part 3

Rating: Pg
( For small suggestions in a certain matter, and using the word slut twice )

Yes I know this is a long one in comparison to other parts and im so so sorry about that, but there isnt really a good spot to split it. I thought about spiliting it but with it being spilt I dont think I holds up as well. Thanks for reading it means the world to me.

Note: Sorry for the really made clothes describtion, I have issues describing clothes.

I do have a picture to do along with the next story, so look foward to a drawing.

And now your feature presention..
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The next day, Yuffie walked around her room, searching through dressers and peering into her closet. "Choices... choices... "she said to herself while starting into her closet. She wanted to find something great; it was the end of the year party after all.

Said to be the "best party of the year," even through that was said four times before this year. This party might actually be the best one of the year, since it took place mansion of the rich billionaire. Or at least that was what the rumor going around was.

Yuffie finally figured out what she was going to wear and went into her private bathroom to change. Hearing a knock on her bedroom door, she quickly got dressed and went to open the door. Once she laid her hand on the doorknob and the person on the other side knocked once again, causing her to lightly jump. Composing herself she hastily opened the door, relieving Carly handing there.

"God, what took you so long," her friend commented walking into her room before Yuffie could even move or say anything.

"Sorry..." she said simply and watched as Carly sat down on her bed," I was changing. How do I look?" Yuffie finished with a light spin so Carly could see everything she was wearing.

Yuffie's top was a made to look like brown corset designed top, made of very soft silk. Instead tying in the front or back it had five buttons down the chest. The silk top was low cut but didn’t show a lot. Her pants were black as midnight, and fine trimmed, which looked like a mix of slacks and jeans.

"You look like a conservative slut... "Carly lightly chimed while messing with her dyed blonde hair. Yuffie blinked a couple of times not really understanding what that meant, especially looking at her friends very showy outfit. "Now if that isn’t an oxymoron," Yuffie replied.

Carly looked up from her hair and towards Yuffie, "What?"

Yuffie corrected herself, "I said... Uh... You look very nice too,"

Carly grinned being a bit vain, "I know," she said as if was a daily thing to look so great. Than got up and said, " Come on lets go. It’s not cool to be fashionably late," as she left Yuffie’s room.

Yuffie blinked a couple of times before shaking her head and following Carly out. They walked outdoors and jumped into a limo. The two often went in a limo since Carly's dad owned a high end limo company, along with many other smaller companies.

Within minutes, they arrived at the mansion where the party was behind held. There was so many people that even the mansion looked over pilled with cars. The two girls gracefully got out of the car, walking up to the front door.

Inside people were, talking, drinking, making out, going up stairs and dancing nicely and not so nicely by nearly dancing on top of each other. Carly lightly grabbed Yuffie's wrist and brought her to a giant group of their friends.

Yuffie sighed lightly just listening to them talk, thinking about that happened the night before. She took confront in knowing that none of those annoying guard members would be there. Soon, she relaxed enough to dance with her other friends, getting lost in the music.

Carly spotted a guy across the room and the two eyed each other. "Now he puts Eric to shame..." mumbled Carly to herself planning who her next boyfriend would be.

Yuffie continued to dance lightly shaking her head, than finally saying, "Go, you know you want too." Carly grinned and left the group and walked other to her new wanted catch. The group of friends briefly stopped dancing as they watched Carly. They made comments about how she moved on from her ex very quick, and how big of a slut she was.

She watched as a young looking guy stepped in from outside. Yuffie blinked a couple of times thinking she was seeing things, but the man was still there and walking up towards them. It was the guy from the night before that had grabbed her hand, asking her if she was okay. Soon there voices become more of echoes, than anything else as, not paying any attention to what her friends were going on about.

He was still approaching, and Yuffie found herself staring at the handsome man, tall with a trim masculine figure. The material of his deep lush maroon dress shirt kept rippling against his chest as wind blew into the room. Until he walked close enough inside causing his shirt to rest at a still.

There was something about him at was intoxicating to watch. Her friends finally noticed Yuffie's wide eyed look and turned around to see what she was starting at. "Oh... now he is good looking," her friend said before turning back to look at Yuffie,

"Do you know him?" Another one of her friends lended into Yuffie and commented, "If you don’t want him.. Can I have him?" Yuffie didn't blink at all of their comments for she still looked like a deer caught in head lights, until her friend tapped on her shoulder.

Yuffie snapped out of her daze, lightly shaking her head before turning to look at her friend. "I'm sorry.. Did you say something?" she said returning from her own world.

Her friend laughed lightly, "You’re such a freak. He is coming over. Now is your chance to…" she said not finishing the sentence just implying. Yuffie cleared her throat and relied, " S-so what if he coming," she looked back to see where he was, but the guy was no were in sight. Yuffie tilted her head and looked at the group of party goers to see if she could find him, but he was no where insight.


Note: I lied... I'm sorry that half of this is backgroup but I thought it was needed to transition things better. Plus I didnt want to make it any only since I know a lot of you dont like reading that much is one sitting, other dont care, but I try to make everyone happy.
A conservative slut.. xP Haha Sorry something about a conservative slut brings a smile to my face. Its another very good example of a oxymoron.

Edited June 22 2006