perfectly straight thanks in part to the great shampoo the nurses pitched in and bought me earlier this week. I recall them saying ‘hair like that can’t be washed with hospital shampoo’. At first I took offense, thinking my hair needed something extra but then I realized they were all admiring it shamelessly.
After one last glance, I rushed out and was halfway down the hall before I realized I forgot shoes, so I hurried back to get them. Humans really don't seem to appreciate being barefoot enough I mumbled to myself. I showed up for my party only a minute late and didn't even have to pretend to be shocked at my surprise party.
The drab cafeteria had been transformed by balloons, a boom box, and a glittery banner that said not ‘Goodbye’ like I would have thought but ‘Good Luck Blue’. It was so gorgeous I couldn’t help but stare and that’s when Sue came up and nudged me. “This is my daughter Stacey; I told you about her handiwork right?” With that she smiled up at the banner. Oh right, her daughter and the pep squad hobby.
I look down and see Stacey, a cute tiny blonde, grinning at me. “I can’t wait for us to be sisters! I already convinced mom to let me take you shopping tomorrow instead of her. Her taste is questionable. My friends and I got excused from afternoon classes to make you this. They are SO jealous; you’re all anyone at school has talked about since I mentioned you were probably going to stay with us. We’ve all seen your picture on the news, the boys are especially jealous ‘why can’t my mom be her nurse’”, and with that she rolled her eyes and smiled expectantly at me.
I smiled shyly but before I could respond, a shift nurse had half whisked me away reminding me this is my party and I have a lot of well wishers to get through so we could cut the cake and open presents before the cafeteria closed up.
The rest of the night was a blur of excitement, cake and gifts, which apparently mostly meant one giant lump of cash. “We would have written a check, it’s safer” the shift manager apologized “but there is that problem of getting you a bank account” she trailed off awkwardly.
Stacey slid next to me smiling and chipped in “noooo problem, I’ll help her spend this in the right place.” I gave her a thankful look and everyone laughed. She seems easy to get along with too. I wonder if all humans are this friendly. Unlike vampires who for the most part seem so self serving, you learned to suspect they had something on their agenda if they aren’t family and they are offering to help you.
After the party wrapped up with nurses going back to work, wheeling other patients back to bed or un-decorating the room, Sue and Stacey walked me back to my room.
“ Last night here!” Sue stated enthusiastically.
“ Thank you for coming, I wasn’t expecting to see you until tomorrow. Where is your husband?”
“ I didn’t want to ruin your surprise and have you under the nurses feet all day while they were setting everything up for your party”. She laughed and nudged me playfully before continuing, “my husband works nights on a rotating basis at our sister hospital, that’s how he was able to work on your room all day, you’ll meet him tomorrow, he is excited too. You better go rest up before I get us both in trouble for keeping you past lights out.” She winked, “there’s no lights out at my house”.
After a few more goodbyes all around, and some hesitating to leave by Stacey, I was alone again. As I tucked in to bed I struggled to stay awake, nervously thinking about the next day, but as an immortal I’m more susceptible to how much the party could wear a person out and I quickly fell asleep.
That was the first night I dreamt about Nikolai. Nothing I was able to recall clearly in the morning, but just even having to think of it bothered me. I wanted the thought of him out of my mind as quickly as possible so