I suddenly felt snuffed; I wasn't used to being denied the way Heather did. At first it didn't bother me, but I heard them talking in her room. She sounded happier with him than me, not that she was ever with me. What did he have that I didn't? What made him better than me? She said something the day I asked her to a date, "And you wonder why I like Erik better..."

I turned my attention to the weeping willow in the back yard. The drooping branches waved gracefully in the light breeze. I sighed and looked up at the ceiling, it stared back blankly. I frowned distastefully. There was a knock on my doorframe. I looked up at saw Heather standing there.

"I'm doing everything wrong." She told me, I furrowed my brow at her comment.

"I started going out with you and with a sudden mood swing I'm going out with Erik," She laughed. "At first he didn't get the whole 'going out' term. But I didn't come in here to ramble on about how my relationship is. I'm sorry, Dracula. Just like him you've been shot down, literally, several times... But either way I feel bad. I just hate the whole irony of the situation, that the both of you would want me." She had to force the word 'want' past her pastel pink lips. She had difficulty accepting the fact that two men loved her. Well, I wasn't sure if I was in love in the first place. Of course she was beautiful, and I am quite used to being surrounded by beautiful women. Maybe that's why. I didn't get a pretty little play thing in Reality.

I knew in the back of my mind that Erik deserved her more, needed her more. But judging by my past actions, I'm not exactly a rational person. I frowned visibly at the thought.

"You're not mad, are you?" She asked me. I lied and shook my head, lying back down on the bed.

"No, why would I be mad, I'm just not what you want. That's all. I understand." I told her, I didn't want to alarm Heather. We then both heard a sound of a large truck sending out a backing up signal, the repetitive beeps echoing out in the quiet neighborhood. Heather turned around and went down the hall to the window and looked out. She turned to me in the doorway to my room.

"Someone's moving in next door, stay inside. I can't afford the rare chance of you being recognized." She told me. Rare?

"Wait, why is it rare?" I asked her.

"You're Dracula, a Gerard Butler version of Dracula, you look nothing like Gerard and once more you're one of the most modern versions of Dracula, ok? Not too many people that I know of watch the good vampire movies. It's all about those stupid Cullens, sparkling and whatnot. Ugh, they agitate me to hell..." She said walking down the steps. I gave her my best 'what the hell' look, but didn't follow her.

Heather

After telling Dracula about what was going on I went downstairs to go see who was moving in. Going out in the yard I saw the moving truck. I saw a woman at about age twenty getting out of a Volkswagen Beetle. She had brown hair, I walked over to her and saw that she had blue eyes.

"Hi, I'm Heather." I told her offering my hand. She smiled and shook it.

"Victoria." She told me. I nodded.

"Where are you coming from?" I asked. She looked up to the house, then back at me.

"North Carolina. Have you been here you're entire life or have you moved here." She asked.

"Just under you, South Carolina, I lived there until I was about eight and then moved down to Tennessee and then Columbia, South Carolina, now I'm here I've lived all over the South East." I told her, She smiled a little and laughed, then looked at me real hard. I leaned back a little.

"I recognize you." She told me. I blinked.

"From when you lived in North Carolina?" I asked her, she laughed.

"No, you're one of the most recognizable extras Hollywood has. The movie makers never put eye contacts in to change your eye color to make you stick out less. That's what makes you so memorable. Your eyes, you were a ballerina in Phantom of the Opera." She told me. I blinked at her.

"You know your trivia." I told her.

"Sorry, that may have been a little weird. I'm crazy about that movie." She told me. Well there goes mine and Erik's date for tonight. If she saw him… oh no.

"Really, it may sound a little conceited but I like it too." She looked at me. And of course any other moment and he wouldn't have showed up, but Gerard rolled up in his car, he didn't have any other characters with him, thankfully. I had recently found myself thanking the God above that Leonidas hadn't showed up. If two of Gerard's bad ass characters showed up, I had been expecting that one…

Victoria acted cool as he walked over to us. I turned and gave him a glare. Why now? He shook his head and laughed. I rolled my eyes, I then smiled.

"Hey Gerard." I told him.

"Hi, Heather, who's this?" He asked looking at Victoria.

"My new neighbor, she's moving into the apartment next to me." I told him, he smiled and they shook hands.

"I didn't know you knew him personally." She told me to the side. I smiled.

"You need anything Gerard?" I asked him. He nodded.

"I came to check in on things." He told me. It was my turn to nod.

"Well let's go do that, shall we?" I asked. I looked to Victoria. "It was nice to meet you, I hope we can get to know each other more." I told her. She smiled.

"Same." Gerard and I left the yard and went into the house. I glared at him still.

"If you weren't my best friend, I would kill you!" I told him quietly. He looked at me like I was crazy.

"Why?" He asked.

"You do not know the hell I've been having dealing with these two. I'm sitting here falling for Erik with each passing minute, Dracula was after me. Damnit Gerard I'm pissed off at you." I hissed at him.

"Well the poor guy needs love damnit." Gerard replied. I my agitated glare upgraded to a death look and Gerard surrendered.

"Have you heard anything from Casey?" He asked, I frowned and shook my head. He looked to the side and smiled.

"When this started out, you were the daughter of the lead of the Special Effects department, I play Dracula, then you were an extra in Phantom of the Opera, I played the Phantom. Do you see the weird coincidence in all this?" Gerard asked, looking back at me. I shook my head.

"It is weirdly coincidental though." I told him.

I wish I could do better... :(