Free Stake That by Mari Mancusi Page B

has found a boyfriend and is at last getting her groove on. But then I look closer. As the boyfriend in question pulls away, I get a good glimpse of his face for the first time. A face I’d recognize anywhere.
    And suddenly I can’t breathe.
    I’ve got to IM Sunny. Now!
     
     
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    POSTED BY RAYNE MCDONALD @ 1:33 P.M.
    TWO COMMENTS:
     
    ButterfliQT says…
    ARGH! What is it? You can’t leave us hanging like that! Who is it? It’s not your Trig teacher, is it? The one you and Spider were talking about sleeping with? That’d be sooo nasty! Please post more and tell us it’s not your Trig teacher!
     
    Rayne says…
    Don’t worry—it’s not my Trig teacher. And just FYI, I don’t know about Spider, but I’d rather take an F than come within ten feet of Mr. McFee. I don’t do balding mullets.
     
     
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    TUESDAY, JUNE 5, 2 p.m.
     
    Do Boyfriends Bite?
     
    No time to explain. Pasting in chat transcript with Sunny to fill you in. This is huge. HUGE! And really, really, re-ally bad!
     
    RAYNIEDAY:Sunny, are you awake?
    RAYNIEDAY: Sunny, if you’re not awake, wake up now! It’s important. RAYNIEDAY: SUNNY!!!!
    SUNSHINEBABY: What the heck are you IM’ing me for at 2am?
    RAYNIEDAY: I need to talk to you. It’s an emergency.
    SUNSHINEBABY:Uh, okay. But why not just walk across the hall and knock on my door? It’s not like Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    I’m in Topeka.
    RAYNIEDAY: Cause Mom’s home. She might hear me.
    SUNSHINEBABY: She’ll hear tiptoed steps, but not the loud, obnoxious IM beeps coming from our computers?
    RAYNIEDAY: So turn your sound down. Jeesh. You and tech-nology. And hurry up. This can’t wait. SUNSHINEBABY: Okay, okay. Hangon.
    RAYNIEDAY: . ..
    SUNSHINEBABY: Okay, done. Now what’s so important?
    RAYNIEDAY: I don’t know how to tell you this, but…
    SUNSHINEBABY: Oh, god, Rayne, just spit it out. It’s 2am and I’ve got a field hockey game tomorrow.
    RAYNIEDAY: Hmph. This is so much more important than a field hockey game. Mom’s dating a vampire.
    SUNSHINEBABY: Field hockey is too import-WHAT?!??!
    RAYNIEDAY: I told you it was important. But no. You never believe me…. SUNSHINEBABY: Wait. Focus. I don’t understand? How can she be dating a vampire?
    RAYNIEDAY: She just got home. I spied out my window at them kissing. SUNSHINEBABY: You know, that’s pretty rude, Rayne. Whether we like Mom dating or not, she deserves our re-spect and privacy.
    RAYNIEDAY: Are you going to listen to me about our mom dating the undead or just lecture on parental etiquette all night?
    SUNSHINEBABY: Fine. Go on.
    RAYNIEDAY: So the guy pulls away and I get a good glimpse of his face. And I recognize him immediately. I saw him my first night at the Blood Bar. He was sort of standing in a corner, surveying the place. I’m thinking he works there as, like, a manager or something. SUNSHINEBABY: OMG! So he’s not only a vampire, he’s a bad vampire. One of Maverick’s men. RAYNIEDAY: Yeah. That’s what I was thinking. He probably thinks by getting close to Mom he can get close to you and then get close to Magnus.
    SUNSHINEBABY: Wow. What are we going to do? We can’t just tell Mom she’s dating Dracula. RAYNIEDAY: No. But we have to do something.
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    SUNSHINEBABY: Maybe he’s not a vampire. Maybe he’s a human who likes to be bit by them. You know, a customer.
    RAYNIEDAY: It’s possible. But I don’t know. And really, it doesn’t seem that good either way, now does it?
    SUNSHINEBABY: Wow. This is just like what happened on The Lost Boys. RAYNIEDAY: The Lost Boys?
    SUNSHINEBABY: Vampire movie from the eighties? With Kiefer Sutherland? Jeesh, Rayne, I thought you watched all those movies.
    RAIYNIEDAY: I try to stick to vampire classics. Bela Lugosi. Maybe some Christopher Lee. Jack Bauer from 24