Year of the Vampire by Sakurapu

Author:Sakurapu [Sakurapu]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampire, coming of age, Humor, young adult, high school, shojo, vampire humor, teen 13 to 16
Publisher: Wordlink
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The incident with Jovan and Evandis barely registered with Ivy the next morning. She awoke with a surreal feeling of having slept for a week. Her memories were vague and she felt she was in a dreamlike state.

She tried to brush it off as she got dressed.

Less than a week left before Camille's party and she still needed to finish her costume. "Too much time hanging with Dred," she mumbled, dressing quickly. "Maybe he is bad company. Can't remember a thing lately."

Research on wind cycles certainly wasn't cluttering up her memory.

The sound of the refrigerator opening and closing in the kitchen reached her.

She paused pulling on her last sock, listening. Her dad's familiar whistling meandered up the staircase. She sighed. He was home early.

"There you are," her dad said as she entered the kitchen a moment later.

"Good morning." She kissed his cheek, then looked over the leftover hamburger casserole he'd brought out from the refrigerator. "Hungry?"

"Starving. You?"

"I'll make omelets." She found a green bell pepper, three eggs, shredded cheese, and a small jar of pickled red peppers in the refrigerator and then a pan from the cupboard. She nodded for him to sit down. "How'd the meeting go?"

"Fine. We got the contract."

"Good. Will you have to travel a lot?" She rinsed the bell pepper under the faucet.

"Probably. You'll be okay with me taking long weekends with a Monday every now and then?" He shuffled through the papers she'd left on the counter the night before.

"Sure. I've got to work on my dress, and Camille and Lornie are still not finished with their costumes." She found a cutting board and quickly diced up the pepper.

"And about that party." He picked up a paper and read parts of her notes. "Still going?"

"Yes." She waited for the reprimand.

"Camille's mom's going to be home, right?"

"Yes, Dad. Like last year."

"Okay."

She heated oil in a skillet on the stove and took another egg from the refrigerator.

"What are you working on?"

She turned to look at him.

He held her research on the Brylinden Hall, skimming several pages of notes before she could round the counter. He looked at her. "For school?"

"No." She didn't want to grab the papers from his hands, but felt a little protective of the pages. "Just, just researching the town, you know."

He nodded, smiling, slinging an arm over her shoulders. "It's a fascinating building, isn't it?" He set the papers on the counter. "All the architectural styles, the history it must have. Mostly vacant now, I think."

For a reason she couldn't identify, Ivy didn't want to clarify who lived in the house. "I heard from the Historical Society lady that it's been owned by the same family for decades."

"Could be." He set the pages before her. "Someone's keeping it up, I noticed."

The smell of scorching peppers brought her back to the stove. "Ooh, almost too black," she mumbled, stirring the peppers and putting the skillet on a cold burner. She waved off the smell. "I think these are salvageable."

"They did Carrie out in front of it one year.

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