Mirror, Mirror (Book 2)

Chapter 9: Permission Slip

Thanks to their last conversation, Oliver made desperate pleads with the disgruntled vampire, while she carried their suitcases without breaking a sweat.

They passed a well-to-do banker walking down the gray sidewalk, carrying a black suitcase full of important documents.

But when he and Oliver collided, the banker criticizes the boy's manners, collected his suitcase, and continue to the direction he was going.

"Amelia," Oliver groaned. "Something is wrong with you. Why won't you tell me?"

"Nothing!" the vampire sang bitterly.

"It's something!" Oliver called in frustration.

"No, it isn't!"

"Stop acting like a-Oliver lingered for a moment-a baby!"

Amelia stops for a minute to glance in Oliver's direction.

Her expression was a perfect mixture of surprised and pure annoyance.

"A baby?" Amelia snorted. "What are you, a third grader?"

"Screw you," Oliver murmured.

"You know, it doesn't hurt if you call me a bitch." Amelia scoffed.

Oliver raised his eyebrow uneasily.

"I can't call you that," he says. "Mom says that word is offensive to women."

"My God," Amelia rolled her eyes. "It's not offensive! It's everyday life, Olly! Women are bitches, men are arseholes."

"Men pick fights, women gossip! Do you ever see a man bitchslap a guy?"

Oliver cuts his eyes at her.

"No," he says indignantly.

"Exactly," said Amelia. "if a man slaps his opponent across the face, not only will he brutally kick in the balls, but ostracized by his peers."

Oliver scowled, "Why the fuck are you saying this?"

"Because" the vampire sighs. "You're bloody hopeless when it comes to street knowledge."

The boy smirked at this, then crossed his arms.

"You know, I never knew you as an outdoor girl."

Amelia rolled her eyes.

Although she was raised as an upper-class citizen, her father taught her how cons work: through scams, corruption, and manipulation.

"Please, my daddy trained me to be like this: ruthless, manipulative, and selfish just every shithole in this town, but I do it seductively, not demanding like you men."

Oliver snorts, "Really?"

Amelia pouted, "but it's true: I know every crooked corner in town. How do you think I know where that sleazy Coach Garrett is?"

Coach Garrett used to be active in Esterville High sports clubs, that is until rumors say that he was molesting underage boys on his swim team.

The police had no evidence whatsoever, so Amelia came by in his home, brainwashed him to turn the evidence to the police, and went to seven years in prison.

As soon as they reach Esterville High, Amelia and Oliver noticed several students standing in front of the school building, waiting for the yellow bus to arrive.

They had already separated into two groups: immature juniors and bored seniors. Despite the cool weather, almost every student was wearing a floral shirt, casual jeans, and sandals, especially Harriet, whose outfit immediately shocked Oliver.