“Nope,” Ari chimed in.“Are you kidding? You’re kidding.”
“I’m serious. We have room if you share with me and Emy shares with Dennis.”He gave an enticing smile, to which Ari rolled her eyes.
“Nice try, but no.”
“I wouldn’t care,” Mateo said.
“I wouldn’t mind,either,”Dennissaid. “I own Vixen, anyway. May as well.”
“Okay,” I held up a hand as he grinned, “ignoring your rude ass comment, you guys would seriously wanna live with us? I don’t believe you.”
“I already know you’d get so tired of us, you’dprobably kick us out within two days. Especially her,”Ari and I pointed to each other at the same time,“she’d take up all the closet space—”
“And she’d bury us alive in textbooks—”
“You’d trip over her array of heels on a daily basis—”
“So many textbooks!”
“And then her makeup would take over both bathrooms—”
“Like millions and millions of fucking textbooks—”
“Will you shut up about my textbooks?”
I made a face as she started mocking my textbook rant, imitating my voice to a T.Denniswassmiling, his eyes now on Ari. He’d never genuinely smiled at her before. It was unnerving.
“What?”she asked, clearly feeling the same.
“You guys are basicallytwins,”hesaid.“It gets worse every day.”
“Why aren’t we twins?”I looked at her, tilting my head. This didn’t make any sense.“We should be twins. I’d rather have your dad.”
“I’d rather you have my dad, too. I would say we can share my mom too, but I don’t remember her very much.”
“I remember her a tiny bit. I remember she was really sweet and we both loved her. We should start telling people we’re twins.”
Ari laughed. “No one would believe that. We’re too different.”
“You’re literally the same person,” Dennis said.
“Dye your hair black with purple ombre and get blue contacts. Boom! We’d be the same.”
“How about you grow out your natural auburn and get brown contacts so we can be the same? But also wear glasses. And stop straightening your hair. And get bangs. And start dressing modestly. And get tattoo removal and take out all your piercings.Thenwe’d be the same.”
“Alright. Fine. We’ll keep our own appearances. I guess we can go now.”
“Before you leave, are you thirsty?” Dennis asked me. “We can go for blood if you want.”
It took a minute of focus to realize I wasn’t thirsty at all. “I’m not. Is that okay? Am I dying?”
“You’re not dying. It means you’re adjusting. Well-adjusted vampires don’t need to drink daily. I only have been to keep an eye on you. You can skip days whenever you’re not thirsty.”
“Really?” My eyes lit up at the news. “Does that mean I’m turning into a real vampire?”
“Youarea real vampire, dipshit. You have been for days.”
I waved Ari’s disrespect away and asked Dennis, “So I can really just skip a day?”
