kids.
Vivian felt her
blood boiling with anger. All of her friends were vampires? That meant she
wasn’t special at all.
Finally, her
friend Jojo noticed her. She was midway through feasting on a nerdy sophomore
boy.
“Vivian!” Jojo
cried. “Hungry?”
She shoved the
kid at Vivian. She caught him. He was trembling. She let him go.
“Hey!” Jojo
cried. “That was my dessert.”
Then she
hop-skipped over to Vivian and grabbed her hands.
“Isn’t this,
like, totally awesome?”
Her eyes were
big and filled with awe.
Vivian narrowed
her own in response.
“Who turned
you?” she demanded.
Jojo shrugged.
“Just some bum. He got, like, everyone. It was totally terrifying at first, but
then I woke up with these kick-ass moves. Want to see?”
Vivian shook her
head.
Jojo continued.
“We’re, like, totally going to be his army or something. It’s going to be
awesome.”
Vivian kept her
gaze narrowed.
“Where’s Blake?”
she asked, coolly.
The primal part
of her that was compelled to find a mate began to ache at the possibility of
him having been turned already, and by someone else. If Blake had already been
made into a vampire then there would be no intrinsic link between the two of
them. He would have made that bond with someone else.
Vivian squeezed
her hands into fists at the thought. If it had happened, she would kill whoever
had sired him. She had to have Blake. He had to be hers.
Jojo gave Vivian
a look.
“You look, like,
totally tense. What’s the matter with you?”
Vivian felt her
fists squeeze tighter.
“Where’s Blake?”
she repeated.
Jojo looked
affronted. “Jeez, Vivian, you’re being a total downer. What’s with this whole
serious thing you’re pulling? The most awesome thing ever has happened and
you’re just going on and on about Blake?”
Vivian reached
forward and grabbed Jojo around the throat.
“I’m not going
to ask again. Where is Blake?”
Jojo was strong
enough to shove Vivian off. But Vivian was still queen bee, even amongst a group
of vampires, and Jojo obeyed.
“He wasn’t at
school today,” Jojo said, rubbing her neck and looking angry. “It was his mom’s
birthday or, I don’t know, she died or something. I can’t remember, but he was
out of town.”
“Is that it?”
Vivian said. “That’s all you know?”
By now, the
other cheerleader girls had noticed Vivian and the altercation with Jojo. Girls
who had been in her gang for years began to crowd forward to see what was going
on. Each of them was different, each having been transformed into a vampire. As
a gang of humans they had been vicious, spoiled, and mean; as a group of
vampires they were even more deadly.
“What’s your
problem, Vivian?” one of the girls said, flashing her narrowed eyes at her.
It was Jojo who
spoke. “She’s being a total bitch. It’s, like, not my fault if I don’t know
where Blake is.”
The girl rolled
her eyes.
“You’re still
going on about Blake? God, Vivian, you’re even more boring as a vampire than
you were as a human.”
Vivian felt her
anger swell. But she couldn’t fight the girls. They were as strong as her, and
she was outnumbered.
“You know,” Jojo
said, folding her arms and cocking her head to the side, “I don’t think you’re
the leader anymore, Vivian. I think we can get along just fine without you.”
Vivian stomped
forward, her hands balled into fists as though ready to strike.
“Good,” she
spat, viciously. “I never liked you anyway.”
She turned her
eyes up to the rest of the girls watching on.
“That goes for
all of you!” she screamed.
The cheerleaders
scoffed and, shaking their heads in disgust, turned away from the former queen
bee.
“You are totally
not being part of the vampire army,” Jojo said over her shoulder as she
followed the other girls sauntering out of the gym.
Vivian was left
standing there fuming, watching the retreating backs of the girls she’d thought
had been her friends. Just
Vivian felt her
blood boiling with anger. All of her friends were vampires? That meant she
wasn’t special at all.
Finally, her
friend Jojo noticed her. She was midway through feasting on a nerdy sophomore
boy.
“Vivian!” Jojo
cried. “Hungry?”
She shoved the
kid at Vivian. She caught him. He was trembling. She let him go.
“Hey!” Jojo
cried. “That was my dessert.”
Then she
hop-skipped over to Vivian and grabbed her hands.
“Isn’t this,
like, totally awesome?”
Her eyes were
big and filled with awe.
Vivian narrowed
her own in response.
“Who turned
you?” she demanded.
Jojo shrugged.
“Just some bum. He got, like, everyone. It was totally terrifying at first, but
then I woke up with these kick-ass moves. Want to see?”
Vivian shook her
head.
Jojo continued.
“We’re, like, totally going to be his army or something. It’s going to be
awesome.”
Vivian kept her
gaze narrowed.
“Where’s Blake?”
she asked, coolly.
The primal part
of her that was compelled to find a mate began to ache at the possibility of
him having been turned already, and by someone else. If Blake had already been
made into a vampire then there would be no intrinsic link between the two of
them. He would have made that bond with someone else.
Vivian squeezed
her hands into fists at the thought. If it had happened, she would kill whoever
had sired him. She had to have Blake. He had to be hers.
Jojo gave Vivian
a look.
“You look, like,
totally tense. What’s the matter with you?”
Vivian felt her
fists squeeze tighter.
“Where’s Blake?”
she repeated.
Jojo looked
affronted. “Jeez, Vivian, you’re being a total downer. What’s with this whole
serious thing you’re pulling? The most awesome thing ever has happened and
you’re just going on and on about Blake?”
Vivian reached
forward and grabbed Jojo around the throat.
“I’m not going
to ask again. Where is Blake?”
Jojo was strong
enough to shove Vivian off. But Vivian was still queen bee, even amongst a group
of vampires, and Jojo obeyed.
“He wasn’t at
school today,” Jojo said, rubbing her neck and looking angry. “It was his mom’s
birthday or, I don’t know, she died or something. I can’t remember, but he was
out of town.”
“Is that it?”
Vivian said. “That’s all you know?”
By now, the
other cheerleader girls had noticed Vivian and the altercation with Jojo. Girls
who had been in her gang for years began to crowd forward to see what was going
on. Each of them was different, each having been transformed into a vampire. As
a gang of humans they had been vicious, spoiled, and mean; as a group of
vampires they were even more deadly.
“What’s your
problem, Vivian?” one of the girls said, flashing her narrowed eyes at her.
It was Jojo who
spoke. “She’s being a total bitch. It’s, like, not my fault if I don’t know
where Blake is.”
The girl rolled
her eyes.
“You’re still
going on about Blake? God, Vivian, you’re even more boring as a vampire than
you were as a human.”
Vivian felt her
anger swell. But she couldn’t fight the girls. They were as strong as her, and
she was outnumbered.
“You know,” Jojo
said, folding her arms and cocking her head to the side, “I don’t think you’re
the leader anymore, Vivian. I think we can get along just fine without you.”
Vivian stomped
forward, her hands balled into fists as though ready to strike.
“Good,” she
spat, viciously. “I never liked you anyway.”
She turned her
eyes up to the rest of the girls watching on.
“That goes for
all of you!” she screamed.
The cheerleaders
scoffed and, shaking their heads in disgust, turned away from the former queen
bee.
“You are totally
not being part of the vampire army,” Jojo said over her shoulder as she
followed the other girls sauntering out of the gym.
Vivian was left
standing there fuming, watching the retreating backs of the girls she’d thought
had been her friends. Just
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