All Chapters of So You Think Your Sister's a Vampire?: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Elliott Sanderson, Brandon’s dad and one of my best friends, opened the back passenger-side door for me, and I thanked him quietly. Brandon went around, and Elliott hopped into the driver’s seat. My sister and Aaron had driven separately with my parents as passengers. We waited just a second for Jamie Joplin, our resident Healer, to finish talking to my sister and head over. It seemed a little odd that the rest of my family was in the other SUV together, but then, the guys in this vehicle were basically my family now.“Well, that was depressing,” Elliott muttered as he followed a long stream of cars out of the cemetery toward the Sullivan house. “Tell ya what, if I ever die again, just skip that, okay?”“You can’t die again,” I said, knowing he was trying to lighten the mood but also remembering how devastated I was sitting at his funeral not even a year ago. “Even if it were possible for you to die again, you

“I’m ready to join LIGHTS,” Lucy said quietly. “It’s hard to describe, Emma. Even though technically I didn’t start the Transformation process the other night, something changed in me. Something I can’t quite describe.”“What about Jason?” I whispered.Lucy shrugged. “We’ve been dating for a while now, you know. But it’s not like I’m in love with him. He graduates in two months, and then he’s planning on going to Nebraska to play football. I doubt I’d see much of him anyway.”It sounded similar to when Jack and Cadence had broken up because he was going to Nebraska to play baseball, and she had chosen to go to University of Iowa instead. My mind naturally flickered over the guys in my training group, and there were a couple I thought Lucy might like, though the idea of her looking to date right now was absurd. I took another deep breath. “Well, is your mom

After a quick lunch of tuna salad sandwiches and chips, we headed across campus. Tara was actually in her apartment, and she said she’d call Dax over before we arrived. Brandon was in the gym but promised he’d come over later. I think he was trying to give me some time with Luce without being in the way, which I appreciated, even though he wouldn’t have been in the way, and I would rather have had him with me. At least he was always in my head.Tara flung the door open before I could even knock, a huge smile on her face. “Oh, my gosh! It’s so nice to meet you!” she exclaimed, zipping over to Lucy and wrapping her arms around her like they were old friends. Then, I heard her whisper quietly into Lucy’s ear, “I am so very sorry about your dad. He must’ve loved you very much to sacrifice himself for you. What an amazing person he must’ve been.”Lucy didn’t say anything in return, but I could tell imme

My cheeks were burning. I was doing my best to try to seem relaxed and nonchalant, but listening to Alex tell Lucy about the time he and Aaron Burr had taken out an entire shipload of Vampires in Boston Harbor was exciting. I loved to listen to Alex retell history, and it was truly the fact that I was in the presence of an American historical icon that had my heart thumping so loudly in my chest—and nothing else. But the more I thought about seeming like I wasn’t hanging on his every word, the harder it became. Tara kept grinning at me, like a Cheshire cat, like she thought there was something else that had me so enthralled, and I told her to stop through my IAC a dozen times—but she didn’t. So I tried not to look at either one of them.Lucy was also caught up in his every word. Like me, she loves history class. You wouldn’t think that would be the case because sometimes she comes across like a wannabe valley girl, but she’s super smart. Sh

Lucy was still grumbling, but she came inside. I could hear Elliott in his bedroom, which is in the back of the apartment. He’d bought a big screen TV and a new recliner a few weeks ago and put them back there. He said he hadn’t realized his house would be the place all the cool kids hung out, and he didn’t want to cramp our style. We did spend a lot of time here, and I felt a little bad that he couldn’t even sit in his own living room alone anymore. He had lived here by himself for a long time. Before he died.“Is that my favorite blonde-haired teenager?” he called as he came down the hallway. “What’s the matter, Lucy Goosey? You not enjoyin’ our glamorous lifestyle?”She was already giggling before he got close enough to tweak her chin. I was slightly jealous, even though I knew that was stupid. He was my Elliott—not hers. “It’s great,” Lucy said, smiling up at him. “It’s