Through Midnight Eyes {Sequel To October Surprises!}

The Disowned Twin

"Uh-okay, I'll be right up." Freda nodded gracefully, not noticing the panic in my voice. What the freak am I supposed to say? Hi, Mom, sorry I never called back...but James and I don't want to come home! Alrighty, bye! Somehow, I don't think that will run fine with my probably pissed off mother.

James smiled, "Did you think of an excuse yet?" I glared at him. Of course I didn't!

"What excuse?" Gregory wondered.

"The one I should be using now to buy more time in Scotland. BUT! Alas, no such excuse exists! Help me!" Yes, that's right. Plead and beg. My dignity is long gone, however this isn't the time and place to worry about a thing like that.

Greg bit his tongue for several moments, "Tell her-tell her that you have to stay because you are taking care of a certain sick cemetery keeper."

James shot him a bewildered look, "Uh, sorry dude. Isn't he dead?"

"He's still a vampire-!" I exclaimed, "He's too dead to be sick!"

"For your information, the sick vampire's name is Tom. Although, you won't let your mother now that he is a mystical creature, just a normal Scottish folk man who is suffering from a bad case of cancer."

My best friend's eyes widened, "That's brilliant!"

I scowled, "That's cruel! How can you lie about someone having cancer?"

"...But it's brilliant!"

Gregory sighed, "It's the only plan we have, my dear Jennifer. If you don't like mine, feel free to make one that is less sinful and veil." He knows I can't.

"Alright! I'll use it." James yelped in victory and tried to give my boyfriend a high five. Greg simply looked at the sweaty palm before returning his alert attention to me, "You better hurry up, I can practically hear your mother having a heart attack of rage." Is that even possible?

Without a moment to lose, I flew up the stairs, not bothering to apologize to the vampires I have bumped into. Eh, they already hate me, a little more won't hurt anybody. I suddenly stopped in the middle of the hallway, wait. Mrs. Sackville-Bagg didn't bother to tell me where the phone was upstairs.

"Here phone...where are you...? Pretty little phone..."

Then there was a laugh, "Are you seriously talking to a phone?" Junior. Why doesn't he comb his hair somewhere? For example, the bottom of the world's deepest hole.

I sighed, "Mind if you use that tracking vampire nose on your face to help me find the phone?" I doubt he will, but it's worth a try.

"Anything for you."

He started sniffing away, which surprised me. I really didn't mean that! Vampires aren't dogs...right? So here I am with Gregory's cousin who looks exactly like him. Weirdest situation ever. Finally, after what seemed like fifty billion years, Junior's head snapped up.

"It's on the charger in the master bedroom."

My face redden from embarrassment, for some odd reason I didn't think of looking there, "Thanks." Junior smirked, obviously happy that he made me go pink. Not go green, pink. "Okay, bye now!"

Junior tugged on my arm, EW, "No, no, no. You can't leave like that, what do I get for my services?"

"Hm...I don't tell Gregory about this?" Get him off! Get him off!

Judging by his expression, this vampire is not afraid of my boyfriend, "So? Go right ahead. Greggy wouldn't touch me." Uh, I think he would.