Blood Roses by Block Francesca Lia

Author:Block, Francesca Lia [Block, Francesca Lia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Adolescence, Short Stories, Social Issues, General
ISBN: 9780060763855
Publisher: HarperTeen
Published: 2008-05-20T07:00:00+00:00

My Mother the Vampire

At that time, Sasha did not know that she

could sing. Sasha’s house was like a Jetsons cartoon. The furniture was ’60s space-age

plastic. The lighting was low and frosty. Some of the light fixtures were shaped like stars and constellations. There were round chairs that spun in circles and big glass walls overlooking a kidney-shaped pool. Dreamy, lyricless music was always playing from speakers hidden in the 87

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walls. There was a fully stocked bar and a big screen TV. Everyone liked to hang out there.

Elodie and Berry came over and the girls lay in the sun and painted their toenails. Sasha always used the most extreme shades of nail polish.

She liked greenish black and neon orange.

Elodie liked deep reds and Berry liked neutrals.

They drank diet sodas and ate salads with ice-berg lettuce, cherry tomatoes and Thousand Island dressing. Sometimes they invited boys over. The boys all had a crush on Sasha because Elodie and Berry were not interested in them but Sasha always gave them her biggest dimpled grin and lifted her breezy hair to let them put suntan lotion on her back. They did goofy dives off the diving board and threatened to pull the string of her bikini top. They raided her kitchen for chips, salsa and beer. Elodie 88

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and Berry rolled their eyes but Sasha just gave them her smile again, peeking out at them from under strands of blond hair as she painted her tiny toenails vile colors that managed, on Sasha, to appear coy and cute.

One of the boys was named Clyde Carrera.

He had thin brown hair that was always falling into his olive green eyes, a long face and a dimple in his chin. He had a little crackly voice that sounded like it was changing from a boy’s voice to a man’s, but never quite did. Sasha sometimes let him paint her toenails or give her back rubs and sometimes she even kissed him but then she sent him away saying she just wasn’t ready. Clyde Carrera liked Sasha so much that he did what she asked, went home, masturbated with a pair of underpants that he had stolen from her drawer, and then came

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back to put suntan lotion on her skin and let her put his hair in pigtails if she wanted.

Sasha’s mom, Bets, was rarely around so

the kids could go wild at Sasha’s house. Bets was a former model. She was rather shockingly

beautiful. Black hair flowed to her waist. Her eyes were a violent blue. Everyone assumed she did a lot of Botox and Restylane. She

looked more like Sasha’s sister, especially when she was dressed in her Juicy sweats or her baby doll tops with jeans and ballet flats, her hair in a ponytail. In fact, people would often say, “Is that your sister?” It made Sasha uncomfortable.

Sasha’s mother said things like, “Sasha is so pretty. She’s really got the looks. Luckily, because she struggles with other things. Like school. But looks will get you far in this world.

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