Lexi arrived home and went up to change out of her cheer outfit into something more comfortable.  She picked a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.  She was, after all, just hanging out with Vician's friend.  If she even showed up.<br/><br/>It was about five when Sarah showed up. "Hey, come on in.  My mom and dad are out for the evening.  Some judge's fundraiser or something," she explained, rolling her eyes.<br/><br/>Sarah hugged Lexi like they were already friends and went into the house and followed her up to her bedroom.  Flopping down on the twin bed, she kicked off her shoes, making herself comfortable.  "Cute room, Alexis," she said as she glanced around at the pristine white and yellow area.<br/><br/>"Thanks!"  They chatted casually, although Lexi was itching to turn the topic to Vician.<br/><br/>After an hour, Sarah gave her a knowing smile. "You're more patient than I expected.  I like you.  So, you like Vician, huh?  He's wickedly sexy, isn't he?"<br/><br/>Lexi blushed and looked down at her lap.  "Yeah, he is.  How well do you know him?"<br/><br/>Sarah laughed and shook her head. "You might not want to know the answer to that."<br/><br/>Her smile faltering a little, Lexi asked, "Oh, you used to date him?"<br/><br/>The beautiful vampire nibbled on her lip, wondering how much to tell the innocent girl before her.  Shrugging, she said, "No, not exactly. But we have a history."<br/><br/>Lexi nodded in understanding. They had been lovers. It shouldn't surprise her, she realized.  It was obvious that Vician wasn't a virgin. But now she knew even more that she didn't want to be just another conquest to him.<br/><br/>Sarah laughed again. "I've made you uncomfortable.  Alexis, you can't go wrong with him.  He's exactly perfect for you."<br/><br/>They chatted for a little bit more, Sarah telling her just enough about Vician to leave Lexi yearning for more.  After she was gone a couple of hours later, Lexi made herself a sandwich. Eating it, she went back to her room and pulled a little folded piece of paper out, staring at the phone number on it.  He was probably out with someone else, she told herself. Or hanging out with that guy, Alex.<em>He'll think I'm a loser if I call him already, on a Friday night,</em>she thought.  But in the end, she dialed the number anyway.