Transformation: The Clandestine Saga Book 1 by ID Johnson

Cadence had only been asleep for a few minutes when Eliza brought the car to a halt.  “Cadence,” she said, gently shaking her arm, “We’re here.”
    Yawning and rubbing her eyes, Cadence sat up and tried to remember where she was and what she had been doing.  At first, the memories that popped into her head seemed so ridiculous that she thought they had to be fragments of a dream. The sound of a motorcycle pulling in behind them as well as the remembrance of being in an extremely expensive sports car, such as the one she found herself in now, were firm reminders that she was, in fact, recalling what had happened correctly.  Vampires truly had attacked her, and she had ripped the head off of one of them because he had killed her friend.             
    Which meant, Drew was really gone.
    And now she wished she hadn’t followed that chain of thought quite so far.
    “Come on, let’s go,” Eliza exclaimed, flipping her door open and practically dragging her out of the car.
    “How can you be so chipper after having been up all night?” Cadence asked, yawning again.
    “We’ll explain all of that,” Eliza said, smiling,  “Be happy! It’s finally time to learn everything!”
    For the first time, Cadence looked up and realized where she was. “Holy hell,” she muttered, “You’ve got a lot of explaining to do.”
    The Queen Anne with the buttercream paint and white gingerbread trim was quite familiar.  They were standing in the driveway at her grandmother’s house.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
                  Her grandmother had lived in this house for as long as Cadence could remember.  Her parents had tried to make the trip from Shenandoah to Des Moines at least once or twice a month. It took about twice as long in the family car as it had this time, traveling at over one-hundred miles per hour.  The trip generally took at least two-and-a-half hours while Eliza managed to cover it in about half that time.
                  Grandma Janette had been up and expecting them when they pulled in.  Cadence wasn’t sure if she should introduce Eliza and Jamie or if she already knew them. However, they seemed to have at least met before because she asked them both, “How have you been?”  How is it that her grandma knew these two people that she just met yesterday?  She was very much ready to find out what the hell was going on.
                  As most grandmothers do, Grandma Janette insisted on feeding her first before she said a word.  She had already made biscuits and gravy and had it sitting on the warmer.  She fixed Cadence a plate but no one else, which also seemed extremely peculiar.  “Don’t you guys eat?” she asked of Jamie and Eliza who had followed them into the kitchen but were just standing behind her, leaning against the counters.
                  Eliza opened her mouth to answer but Janette, signaled for her not to. “Why don’t you kids go sit in the living room, make yourselves comfortable. We’ll be in shortly.”
                  As they filed out, Janette turned back to Cadence.  “Darling, I am so very sorry to hear about your friend. I remember Drew. She was a sweet girl.”
                  Cadence temporarily gagged on her biscuit. She knew her grandmother meant well, but thinking of Drew instantly made her choke up.  She took a sip of water, and after regaining her composure, said, “Thanks, Grandma.  I’m just having a really hard time wrapping my mind around all of this, especially the idea that Drew is gone."
                  Her grandmother just nodded slowly, as if she understood exactly what she was saying.  “It will all start to make more sense soon, I promise you.”
                  Cadence was tempted to swallow her breakfast whole so they could get on with the transferring of information, but she knew how much her