Ordinary Problems of a College Vampire by Matthew S. Cox

Author:Matthew S. Cox [Cox, Matthew S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950738069
Publisher: Division Zero Press
Published: 2019-06-15T22:00:00+00:00

12

Living Precariously

On the way out of school Thursday night, my phone rings.

With everything going on, the sudden noise and vibration causes me to jump and emit a yelp. A few other students look over at me with varying degrees of concern or amusement. Blushing, I pause under a tree on the sidewalk to answer. Seeing Hunter’s face on the incoming call screen sets off a mixture of elation and worry. Dalton still hasn’t called me back or even texted, but I’m happy to talk to my boyfriend.

“Hey,” I say by way of answering. “What’s up?”

“I don’t have to be at the restaurant tonight. Wondered if you wanted to go out.”

It’s hard not to bounce with glee. “Sweet! Yeah. What did you wanna do?”

We toss several ideas around, but I can’t ask him to spend a ton of cash he doesn’t have. And I don’t mean him paying for me. We cover ourselves. I meant paying for himself at some places is a strain on his budget. A fun night is a worthwhile escape, but he’s already stretching it thin money wise. I end up nudging him to a simple date: dinner at a sit-down Chinese place in Woodinville. It’s not much more expensive than ordering take out, and the food’s way better. After we eat, we’ll probably do the movie thing at home.

I agree to meet him at his house, then fly home to drop off my backpack and change into something a little less casual than a T-shirt and jeans. While gliding in over the cul-de-sac, I notice Mr. Neidermayer’s house is glowing. Every single light inside the place is on and a steady stream of shouted curses leak out the windows. The old man’s dropping some choice profanity tonight. Enough to wilt the flowers in earshot.

Oh, my innocent ears.

Curiosity pulls me in for a closer look. Going by the shouting, I head for the window where it’s loudest and peer in. Neidermayer, in a tank top, boxer briefs, and a bathrobe, storms down the hall waving a golf club over his head. I’m not sure what he’s chasing, but he runs full on into a doorway covered in clear plastic film, bounces off, and lands flat on his back. For a few seconds, he makes no attempt to move or get up, then lets out this horrendous scream of rage.

It’s almost enough to make me feel guilty, but not quite. Hopefully, my ‘no harm’ rule means the imp won’t give him a heart attack.

He gets up and chops at the plastic wrap with the golf club.

Looks like Mr. Neidermayer’s in for a fun night.

Snickering to myself, I glide home to change.

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