Crystal & Billy by Schreiber Ellen

Author:Schreiber, Ellen [Schreiber, Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Paranormal Romance - Vampires
Publisher: Harper Teen
Published: 2005-08-05T07:00:00+00:00

14 Hot Pursuit

After calling Becky and describing my adventure in thrilling detail, I suffered from major

insomnia. It wasn't nightfall keeping me awake, though; it was a guy with the deepest, darkest,

dreamiest eyes that I had ever seen. My heart was spinning as much as my head. He was beautiful.

His hair, his face, his lips. Absolutely amazing was the image of his extended hand—wearing my

ring! Why didn't he try to call the police? Why was he wearing my ring? Was he really a vampire?

When would I see him again? I already missed Gothic Guy. I was swinging high on the swing set

the next morning at Evans Park, waiting for Becky, my head still dizzy from the previous night's

encounter. I skidded to a stop when she finally arrived and I told her the whole incredible story

again.

"You're lucky he didn't kill you!"

"Are you kidding? He was magnificent! I'd wait forever to meet someone half as cool!"

"So do you believe the rumors now?"

"I know it sounds crazy, but I think it could be true. There are so many signs. The drawing

of Dracula, the candles, the sunglassses, the covered mirrors, the family tree."

"The mother's allergy to garlic and that the Sterlings have only been seen at night," Becky

added.

"And what about the imported earth? Vampires always bring dirt from their native

country."

"Are you going to call CNN?" she teased.

"Not yet. I need more proof."

"Would that involve trying to get me over that gate again?"

I began swinging, remembering Anne Rice, Bram Stoker, Bela Lugosi, The Hunger, Lost

Boys, and all the Nosferatus that had ever graced the world with their wonderful smiles and

slicked-back hair.

"No! It doesn't involve you at all," I finally answered her.

She let out a sigh of relief.

"There's really only one way to prove it, right? And then we can finally tell these gossip

mongers to end their rumors for good. Then these Gothic angels can sleep peacefully, whether

they go to bed during the night or day!" I joked.

"So what are you going to do, watch to see if he changes into a bat?"

"No. I'm going to watch to see if I do!"

"You can't change into a bat from watching him."

"I'll have to do more than look at him! There's only one way to tell if he's really a

vampire."

"Yeah?"

"It'll be in his bite!" I screamed with excitement.

"You're going to have him bite you? Are you crazy?"

"Curiously crazy."

"But what happens if he is one? You'll turn into a vampire! Then what'll you do?"

"Then," I said, smiling, "I'll call CNN."

Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) I sauntered home from Evans Park daydreaming about seeing my prince of darkness, when

I spotted a black Mercedes turning the corner at the far end of my street.

I ran after it, as fast as I could, but combat boots can't compete with spinning wheels and

motorized acceleration, even with Creepy driving.

At home I was greeted by a mischievously smiling Nerd Boy.

"I've got something for you!" he teased.

"Don't play games. I'm not in the mood."

"Seems as though the mail is now being delivered on Sundays.

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