"Stupid luggage." I muttered, to myself, as I pulled the large Louis Vuitton trunk out from under the four poster bed I'd been sleeping on while staying with Kaci this summer. It wasn't the luggage's fault that my flight was already booked and I was finally leaving in a few days to go back to Shreveport. And that I didn't want to go. But inanimate
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I bit my lower lip a little when she offered to take me to find a vampire. I wasn't so sure it was a good idea to go anywhere with her until she came to her senses. Or like, take a Xanax or something. I was worried about her! Beheading? Holy water? Fire? No thanks.
"Wait," I said, holding up an arm to stop her. "Let's say I choose to indulge you. We are not telling anyone. Especially not your Aunt Kennedy. No offense, but everyone bitched about her on the trip to Greece. They all talked about how hardcore she was. And this is my Senior Year. Wherever I spend it, I'm not spendin' it getting bossed around by some girl only a few years older than me on a power trip." I explained in no uncertain terms. "Besides, I have a boyfriend too. I'm not giving anything up to go to that ( ... )
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Besides, I didn't want to talk to a stranger about something like this. That's what I had Jude for. Lexi was my person, like they say on Grey's Anatomy. Not that I was worried about any of this anyway because look at what the Hell she's talking about. Vampires.
Lexi drove like a maniac, which is how Lexi always drives, and I just sat there with my perma frown, waitin' on the worst. Like I said, vampires. Though, I don't know, maybe this makes sense in some really weird way. Jude kept skatin' around the whole magic bubbles issue. But they were real. I saw them. Could vampires be that far removed ( ... )
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