"Sure, I'd love to. What movie?" You reply, excited.
"You know that new movie you've been wanting to see?" Tim replies.
You can hardly contain yourself. You've been wanting to see the latest action flick for a while now, but tickets were hard to get. Tim is so sweet, he always seems to know what you want. Which is why you fell for him, even though you're no longer fully human.
"What time?" You ask, looking at the clock, which reads six twenty-four.
"I'll pick you up in thirty." Tim replies. "See you then!"
"Don't keep me waiting!" You smile and hang up. You look at the English homework still sitting on your bed. You decide to finish it first thing when you get home. Your foster parents won't mind, since you get straight A's anyway.
You shower and change into something nice. Heading downstairs, you find Tim sitting on the couch, patiently waiting. He stands up, and gives you a hug and a kiss. "Ready?" He smiles.
You nod. "I'll be home later, mom!" You call to the kitchen, where your foster mom is making dinner.
"Don't be out too late! You still have school tomorrow!" She calls back.
"I won't!" You call over your shoulder, as you and Tim leave. It's a short drive to the theatre. Since it is a school night, there's not much of a crowd for most of the movies, except the one you and Tim are seeing, of course. You decide to split a large buttered popcorn, and two drinks. You take your seats in the middle of the theatre. You try hard to ignore the stares you get from the other patrons, along with the rude comments.
After the movie, you and Tim hang outside the theatre for a bit. "I loved it!" You give Time a big hug and kiss. "Thank you!"
"You're welcome." Your boyfriend replies.
"Don't move, freak!" A voice behind you sneers. You feel something cold and metallic press against your back. You freeze, as you realize it's a gun. Tim grabs you, and pulls you behind him. You whip around, and see a bald man with a gun standing in front of you. But that's not what attracts your attention. What does, is the fact that he's wearing a familiar-looking medallion. You realize it's the same one that turned you into a vixen!