Sucks to Be Me: The All-True Confessions of Mina Hamilton, Teen Vampire (maybe) by Kimberly Pauley

Author:Kimberly Pauley
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780786955770
Publisher: Wizards of the Coast Publishing
Published: 2009-10-23T22:00:00+00:00

14

Serena and I have a study date Wednesday night to work on our Dracula projects. I’m hanging out in my room waiting for her to come by when the phone rings. I figure she’s calling to tell me she’s going to be late or something (she’s always late, it’s her one big fault), so I answer in my best annoying radio announcer voice.

“Well, hello there, little lady!”

But, of course, it isn’t Serena. “Uh, Mina?”

“Oh, hey, Lorelai. I thought you were someone else calling.” I should really hit my parents up for caller ID and a phone that supports it. At least it wasn’t Nathan.

“Girl, you are whacked out. What was that scene between you and Raven yesterday? I didn’t get to catch you after the session to get the scoop.”

“Nothing much. She’s just such a snotty witch. She was ragging on George for no reason.”

“George, huh? Hmmm.” Hmmm what? Is it my fault I stick up for the underdogs? Someone’s got to do it.

“I noticed you didn’t sit next to Aubrey either.” She continues in an insinuating voice.

“He was over there playing foot solider to Raven. Not the kind of company I keep.”

“Uh-huh.” Obviously, something is clicking and turning over and over in her little cheerleader head.

“Just spit it out, Lorelai. What’re you trying to say?”

“Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if there might be a little Georgey Porgy in your future, that’s all.”

Is she suggesting that I have a thing for George? Oh, come on. He’s a nice guy and everything, but he’s nowhere near as cute as Nathan or Aubrey. Not that cuteness is the deciding factor or anything, but it definitely helps. Even a nun would admit that. Well, maybe. They’re probably more into cleanliness or something. Or, I guess, they wouldn’t really be into anything, being a nun. Whatever.

“George and I are just friends.”

“Uh-huh,” she says again. Grrrr. Know-it-all cheerleaders.

Then Serena comes in after a perfunctory knock, and I tell Lorelai I’ve got to go before she starts accusing me of wanting George’s love child or something.

Serena drops her books on my bed and flops down. “You know someone named Lorelai?” she asks after I hang up. “That’s so cutesy.”

“Well, she is a cheerleader. I met her at the, um, orangutan sex talk.”

She gives me a weird look. Well, who can blame her? I wish George had come up with something more mundane. Like a talk on Picasso or something.

“Seems like a lot of people go to these talks.”

I’ve used the parent excuse already. I have to think of another one for Lorelai. “I think she volunteers at the museum and gets extra credit or something. Anyway, how’s your paper going?”

I guess Serena buys it since she pulls out her stuff, and we get to work. I hate lying to her, but what else can I do? Maybe it will be easier to hide once I’ve actually turned, and I won’t have to be attending these stupid vampire lessons anymore.

Wow, I actually thought “when” there instead of “if.

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