All Chapters of So You Think Your Sister's a Vampire?: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Funeral. That should be a four-letter word. I was tired of them. I never wanted to attend another one again, and as I sat there, looking around at all of the faces, part of me couldn’t help but wonder who might be next. I assumed it would be one of my grandmother’s elderly friends, but really, who knew?How ironic was it that my grandma couldn’t bear to attend Elliott’s, but he was at hers? My grandma had left a will which stated she did not want a big production, so the service was held in the church she’d been attending for the last several years. No one else from LIGHTS who wasn’t already at our house came, and Brandon decided to stay at Grandma’s house and wait for us since he’d never met her. We all respected that and thought it went along with what Grandma had said about not making a big fuss.After the pastor spoke a few words about what an amazing, generous person Grandma Janette was, one of the ladies from church

I wanted to be as much use to my sister and the rest of the team as I could. If I was going to prove to them that my moving to Kansas City was a good idea, then a little bit of information about Gibbon could go a long way toward that. The fact that Lucy was right next to me, that I felt anchored and safe, made me brave. I sent a question out into the abyss.“Where is the Jogging Path Killer?” I asked, stretching my mind, reaching for all things Philadelphia. The Liberty Bell. The Eagles. The Museum of Art. “Where is Gibbon?”Like static on a television, a flickering began to occur in my mind. A station, just out of tune, fighting through the blizzard of gray and white. It was startling, but I dug my fingernails into Lucy’s sofa and pressed on. “Where is he? Where is the Jogging Path Killer?” At first, all I heard were random comments about the Eagle defense and whether or not tickets to the zoo were t

My sister ended up fighting to get me on that plane, in all actuality. Perhaps she felt bad about not believing me, though she had yet to mention anything close to an apology to me. Aaron had also been quick to jump on board, and I don’t think Elliott had to do anything at all. It was my parents who seemed to think it wasn’t a good idea. Ultimately, my sister could be pretty convincing when she wanted to be, and they both insisted on driving me to the airport to meet the plane as it made a quick stop on the way from KC to Philly.I had an overnight bag packed, but I honestly thought my days in Shenandoah were done. Part of me wished I’d realized my last day in high school had been my last day. Maybe I would’ve said something a little snarkier to Liam or Jessica. I definitely would’ve said more to Wes and Milo—though I knew I’d still be seeing them whenever possible. It was weird to think I may never grab a book out of a locker again o

As we walked, we passed Cale and Morgan, not only still next to each other, but she had her arm around him. My eyes enlarged, and I looked at my sister who looked just as surprised as I felt. I almost laughed. I’m not sure why I thought it was funny, but I did.We walked out into the brisk February air, headed back to the hotel, which was close by. “How are you feeling?” Brandon asked.“Good,” I replied. “I’m a little nervous, but I think it’ll be fun.”He chuckled. “I guess that’s one way to look at it. Especially since nothing remotely dangerous is going to happen to you.”“What do you mean?” I asked as one of the cars driving by honked loudly, apparently at nothing.“You’re going to be surrounded by an army of Healers and my dad. There’s no way in the world Gibbon’s getting within a hundred yards of you.”I nodded, thinking th

Eastern State Penitentiary was enormous. Standing outside the massive stone wall and looking up made waves of despair wash over me as I tried to envision what it would be like to stand on this threshold as a prisoner, knowing the moment your feet crossed the boundary, you could be locked up here for years, maybe even die behind this block of stone and steel.From the outside, I couldn’t even see the building itself, but I could imagine how immense the structure must be. I tried my best to take deep breaths and remember we needed to take this one step at a time. I’d wait until I was inside to worry about the darkness I could already feel emanating from the building, threatening to suck me in. I knew immediately that Gibbon was here and had no doubt he was pulled here by the blackness I felt tugging at the edges of my thoughts as well.We’d parked several blocks away so that Gibbon wouldn’t be tipped off that we were nearby. I didn’t think t