Boys That Bite by Mari Mancusi

More than you know." "Well, you are my little sister," Rayne hedges. "Yes, by seven whole minutes. Making you way more older, wiser, and worldly than I could ever hope to be." Rayne shoots me a look. I laugh. "Sorry." "Okay, let's get to the cemetery," she says. "And see if we can't get this vampire thing reversed." "Sounds like a plan." Rayne pulls out of the parking lot and takes a left. We're silent for a moment. Then . .. "Do you think if I change back into a human, Jake will revoke his invitation to the prom?" "Arghh!" "Sorry." I fold my hands in my lap and make like a good, silent, serious vampire-chick-to-be. I do wonder, though.
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    The Coven— a.k.a. Kick-Ass Underground Mansion
    We pull into St. Patrick's Cemetery, driving between two dead-Catholic-guy statues flanking the entryway and down a narrow road lined by gravestones. "You know, meeting with a vampire in a cemetery seems such a cliché," I note as I stare out the window, trying not to let the gravestones creep me out too much. Rayne shrugs. "You'd know why if you read my blog, but hey, I'm sure that fanfic was real enthralling." "Will you cut the 'if you read my blog' crap?" I beg, rolling my eyes at her. "I mean, honestly. I will read the thing. From start to finish, I promise you. But I couldn't exactly have read it between drama class and our trip to the cemetery, now could I?" "Fine, fine." Rayne turns the steering wheel so the car pulls to the side of the road. She kills the engine. "We're here anyway." I look around. We're surrounded by gravestones, far as the eye can see, which is, I might add, a tad disconcerting, given the circumstances. "We're here? Where's Magnus?" Bang! Bang! A sudden knock on the window I'm peering out of makes me practically jump out of my skin. I see a head duck down and peek in. Speak of the devil. I roll down the window. "Jeez, Magnus," I grumble. "You practically gave me a heart attack. Sneak up much?" He grins, not looking at all broken up about scaring me half to death. "We vampires are quite good at coming and going without being noticed." Okay, add super stealth to the list of vampire powers. Probably used to help them hunt humans before they got that whole donor blood bank thing worked out. You know, they should become assassins for the government or something. Sneak into Afghanistan and drain Bin Laden dry. Hmm. Maybe they already have and that's why no one can find the guy . . . "Uh, are you ready to go, or would you prefer to sit in the car making mad faces a bit longer?" Magnus asks sweetly. "Hold your fangs, will you?" I shoot him a dirty look as I push the car door open, feeling a slight rush of satisfaction when it hits him in the shin. (Even though it probably just slightly tickles, him being a vampire and all.) I step out of the car and turn back to Rayne. "You coming?" She frowns. "I'm not invited." What? She's planning on leaving me alone with this irritating bloodsucker? Annoying twin sister or not, there's no freaking way I'm down with that. "Yes, you are," I say. "You're totally invited. I'm inviting you. I'll have an invitation printed up, in fact, if that helps. Or how about an Evite?" "No." That negative coming from the irritating bloodsucker in question, not my poor uninvited twin. "No? What do you mean, no?" I say, turning to him, hands on my hips. "Sunny, I can't come. Only vampires get to enter the sacred coven." "Can't you make an exception? A special dispensation?" I put on my best pleading face. The one that always gets me the car on school nights when my mom thinks I should be studying. "Please? She's my twin sister. And after all, she knows way more about being a vampire than I do. She even has a blog about the whole thing." I turn back to Rayne, giving her a sneaky smile. "Which I totally plan on reading the second I get home." "No." Magnus huffs loudly. As if I'm a pain in the neck to him and not the other way around. "She can't come. There are rules. Rules that have been in existence for