Pwn3d by a Vampire in Girl-Pants

Somewhere in between seeing Beckett and my dire need of a bathroom, I fell asleep. Yeah, I was chained to the ceiling, and yeah, I was cold, but hey! Ya gotta do what ya gotta do to get by. But then I was rudely woken up when someone stuck their face in my space.

"Do you think she's dead?" someone asked softly.

"Nah, I can smell her blood. It's still fresh," some creep said. I opened my eyes and glared.

"If I was free I'd be doing a rude hand gesture about now," I snapped, taking the two in. The first one who spoke was tall and skinny, the second more short, with these amazing lips.

Like, woah. Is it wrong of me to describe them as lipalicious? 'Cause that's what they were. They almost made up for how creepy the owner of the lips was.

"Hmm, but you're still chained up, aren't you? And I'm not. Funny how things work, out isn't it?" sniggered Mr. Big Lips. Okay buddy, shut up! I wanna stare at your lips some more, and I can't do that when you're moving them!

"Brendon, we're here to feed her, not be fed. There's a difference." The tall, skinny boy came closer, watching me warily. "Hi."

"Hi," I said back, drowning in his beautiful brown eyes. You know, if I wasn't totally chained to the ceiling or had to use the bathroom, like right now, I might be enjoying this. I'm not usually into bondage, but.....

"I'm just going to feed you some soup, okay?" the Mysterious Guy With Big Brown Eyes said. I nodded, opened my mouth, and accepted the spoonful of chicken noodle. My eyes widened, I spat it out.

"Even by my low standards, that sucked!" I barked, glaring at the two. "Seriously, where did you get that?"

"Aww, Ryan's little experiment didn't go so well?" cooed Brendon, aka Mr. Big Lips. I frowned.

"You made that?" I asked in disbelief. He rubbed the back of his head and nodded, somewhat embarrassed.

"Yeah, I, uh, like to cook," he mumbled. Brendon chuckled. I smiled a little.

"It isn't absolutely unredeemable, just a little off." I shrugged. Ryan smiled, a small little shy smile.

"What's your name?" he asked, still smiling.

"Ruby," I smiled back, although secretly I wished my name was something sexier, like Vivien. Yeah, Vivien would be appropriate for some chick who gets kidnapped. I mentally smacked myself. Get it right next time!

"Well, Ruby, it was-" Ryan was interrupted by Brendon.

"This is all very sweet, but we weren't really allowed to be here in the first place, so we'd better go," he hissed, and dragged Ryan off.

"Hey, aren't you guys going to unchain me so I can go to the bathroom or something?" I yelled after them, but they were already gone.