All Chapters of So You Think Your Sister's a Vampire?: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

“Okay, I’m guessing it’ll be about two minutes of severe pain, and then you’ll be fine,” Jamie explained to my sister and Elliott as he picked up a needle and flipped the lid off. “Asleep, but fine.”I didn’t see any tourniquets or anything, which I thought was odd, but I figured Jamie knew what he was doing. He took ahold of Elliott’s arm and bent it at the elbow for a second, like that would be enough for him to find a vein, and I figured if a person has been finding veins for two hundred years, it doesn’t take much.As Jamie brought Elliott’s arm back down so that it was straight, Elliott looked at my sister and said, “See ya on the other side, kid.” I glanced over at my sister and thought she looked slightly calmer. I wondered if Elliott had used his green sparkling eyes of trickery to make her feel a bit more relaxed, but I didn’t have time to think about it too long before Jamie w

“I guess the Transformation serum took, then?” Elliott asked, still a little dazed from just waking up.“I think so,” Jamie nodded, clearly relieved and glad that he’d figured this process out. “Everything seems relatively normal.”“Relatively?” Elliott asked, sitting up completely as Jamie stepped back.“Yeah, your heartbeat is a little faster than it was before, but that’s to be expected.” I saw Elliott glance around Jamie at Aaron who had only a small grin for his best friend. “Aaron’s heart rate is always elevated.”Elliott seemed to accept that. He slid over to the edge of the bed so that his legs were dangling for a minute before his feet touched the floor. “Can I go then? I’m starving.”“What else is new?” I muttered, smiling at him. At least one of them had woken up with no horrible side effects.“Sure,”

“Why is it so quiet?” I asked Brandon, not liking it one bit. I wasn’t sure what it was that had me on edge, but it was unsettling.“Would you like for me to sing you a song?” His sarcasm is almost as brutal as his father’s.“No thanks.” I’ve heard him sing. I opened up my computer and got to the page for our algebra class before we could get off task. It was easy to do if I wasn’t careful, and the last thing I needed was to waste my time. Getting a good grade on this test would be difficult if I wasn’t diligent.“Are you hungry? I’ve got some leftover Chinese food. Or I can make you a sandwich.”He is always trying his best to get me to lose focus. “Not right now, thanks.” I checked over the list our teacher had given us of what to study and realized there were at least three skills I hadn’t yet mastered. “Can we just get to it?”&ldqu

“Well, hello there, sunshine,” Elliott said, talking to my sister.Resting back into his chair, Cadence asked, “How’s it going?” I could tell by her tone she was questioning his countenance as much as I was.“It’s going. It’s going.” He tossed his leather jacket on the back of the chair, making Cadence’s hair blow out around her. He was definitely faster now. I could tell already. “You will never guess who I ran into downstairs.”I wondered if Elliott would still be this happy if he knew who I’d just run into on a plane. “Who?” Cadence asked.Elliott waved at Brandon and I but didn’t say anything directly to us as he headed into the kitchen, still talking to Cadence. She followed. “Your beloved,” I heard him say as he rounded the corner. “And it was weird, but he was back to himself for a few moments. It was strange.”My eavesdrop

Back in my room, I sat on my bed and tuned out the sound of my mom vacuuming the living room floor for the hundredth time. It occurred to me that she needed to make some friends and get out of the apartment more, but I didn’t know who to suggest. Age is such a weird thing here. There was no way to tell if people were three hundred or eighteen unless you just knew their story. I couldn’t imagine my mom hanging out with Aurora or Meagan, but maybe someone like Hannah would be a good match for her. The thought of my mom drinking a latte with Ashley had me cracking up. She might look like Jamie’s other girlfriend, Ellie, but she wasn’t vintage. I felt sorry for my mom that she was here all day long, but then, that was her choice, I supposed. At least she got to decide whether she stayed or went.I leaned back against the headboard, a pillow behind my back, and closed my eyes. Normally, for something this important, I’d go up on the roof, but it wasn&