All Chapters of So You Think Your Sister's a Vampire?: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Over the next few days, I slowly started moving my stuff up to the fifth floor. I stowed it in the closet in the bedroom so that no one would open the front door and see a pile of miscellaneous items sitting there and assume that someone was squatting—although that was what was about to happen, if I could figure out how to get permission from my parents to not be home when they wouldn’t let me go basically anywhere else. I knew at some point I’d have to involve my sister, but I hadn’t gotten that far yet. When I did, I’d need to be vague. I also needed help from someone else, and since I wasn’t allowed to go to Brandon’s apartment anymore, catching that person would be hard.So I blew off training one morning, even though that’s where my mom thought I was, and went to meet Elliott at the donut shop. All I had to do was mention food, and he was there. I just prayed Aurora would have no reason to talk to my mom for the next few da

My new apartment was amazing! Sure, it was basically completely empty at this point, though I had gotten Brandon and Dax to move my bedroom furniture in, and I’d ordered a few kitchen necessities on Amazon. I couldn’t live without a blender, after all. How could I make my protein shakes in the morning without a blender? I didn’t mind not having any place to sit or a TV to watch because along with living by myself came an amount of freedom I’d never known before. Not only did I give myself a new curfew of 11:00, I allowed myself to watch scary movies and eat all kinds of junk food. I was basically Kevin in Home Alone.Except I was living on the edge, and I didn’t know how much longer it would take for my sister and my mom to really sit down and talk about this. Three weeks in, and neither of them had said much of anything. I made a point of dropping by to have lunch with my mom every other day and show her my math progress because I wante

My mom and dad were sitting on the couch when Aaron and I walked in, and my sister was there, too, in a chair, leaving the smaller loveseat for Aaron and I, which was really awkward. I felt like Cadence should’ve gotten up and switched with me, but then I also thought if my mom tried to kill me, maybe he’d protect me. Not that I couldn’t save myself, but I wouldn’t want to be the one to try to restrain my own mother from beating me upside the head.We all stared at each other for a long time, and I knew that Aaron wanted me to start, but I wasn’t ready for that, so I just sat there, even after he literally nudged me with his shoe. We were having a stare down, and I wasn’t going to be the first to shout chicken.So my mom finally said, “Cassidy, what is this all about? Your father left work to be here. Do you want to explain?”No, not really. Another nudge. “Uh, well, Mom, you know, ever since I moved

“I cannot believe you pulled this off!” Brandon was saying as we sat on the sofa in his apartment, a pizza on the coffee table in front of us. If you really are what you eat, then I’m dating a slice of pepperoni with extra cheese.“Me neither,” I admitted, dusting my hands off on a napkin. The TV was on, but we weren’t really watching it. The fact that it was almost 7:00 in the evening and I wasn’t counting the minutes until I had to rush back downstairs before curfew was very freeing. Also, we had a lot to talk about. “Hannah will be checking on me every night, though. I’m not sure if she’ll actually come over or just request visuals so she can make sure I’m home.”“Well, that’s no big deal. You’ve been making it back by 11:00 every evening anyhow.”“True.” I didn’t think that was going to be a problem, but I know Hannah pretty well, and it did make

“Where were you just now?” Brandon asked his dad. It came out a little more accusatory than it probably should have, and I sucked in a breath, hoping Elliott didn’t get defensive as he sometimes did when he thought he shouldn’t have to explain himself to a teenager.“What’s that?” Elliott was stalling, not because he didn’t want to tell us but because he wanted Brandon to try again. He never had any trouble just telling us to mind our own business.“I asked what you were up to, and you said you were at the office earlier. Where did you just come from? Just now?”Elliott’s green eyes went from his son to me and then back again. He was probably hoping I’d help him out, give him a clue, but I wasn’t sure what to say, so I didn’t say anything at all. “I was with a friend.”It was the most direct response Brandon has ever gotten to that question. I knew he’d b