Dance With A Vampire for Chapter 24

I angled my head slightly to get an earful. "Yes, " the other answered. "I think he's related to those freaks from Romania that were at Trevor's Graveyard Gala. Supposedly he wanders the streets at night looking for souls. " I leaned back a little farther. "I heard he was a ghost, " the guy gossiped. "Apparently the caretaker has been finding empty candy wrappers in the cemetery" "He wears that nasty goth clothing, " she whispered, loud enough for me to hear. I continued to lean backthis time a little too far. I lost my balance and stumbled back. "Ouch, " Heather Ryan complained. "That was my foot. " "Sorry, " I said genuinely as I regained my footing. If I had been a prep like her, she probably would have laughed it off. But instead she looked at me as if I, too, had just climbed out of the cemetery looking for souls. "These are brand-new Pradas, " she whined. "Well, these are vintage Doc Martens. What's the big deal?" "I think you may have scuffed them, " she said, scowling at me. I stared at her bright white shoes. "You should be thanking me. I'd be glad to scuff them some more, if you like. " Her boyfriend laughed. "It's not nice to eavesdrop, " she reprimanded me as if she were a teacher. "It's even worse to gossip, " I snarled. "And very tacky to designer-name drop. " We were fast approaching the ticket table. "You still have time to ask someone else, " I whispered to her boyfriend. He laughed again and she slugged him in the arm. "Come on, Raven, " Becky ordered, pulling me away. "It's our turn. " I left the gossipmongers and approached the ticket table. Becky beamed as Matt bought two tickets. I pulled out a wad of cash from my Olivia Outcast purse. "No cutting, " I heard the couple say in back of me. I turned around. Trevor Mitchell was standing behind me. "So have you found a date, Corpse Bride?" he asked in a seductive voice. "Yes, I have, " I said, putting the tickets safely in my purse. "Your father? Or your first cousin?" "Alexander, " I said confidently. "That's a shame. I would have escorted you. I could have used it for my community service hours. " Trevor handed the cashier a hundred-dollar bill as Matt, Becky, and I made our exit. On the way home from school, Becky agreed to stop off at Henry's house. "Billy Boy left something in the backyard. I'll only be a minute, " I said, getting out of her pickup truck.