Jason shrugged on his black leather jacket, wiping the sleep from his eyes. Things had gotten totally crazy over the past year, but his mother had finally sentenced him to another two years in every teenager's hell: high school. Except for stupid, smart Claire, he thought bitterly. Eve had- thankfully- offered to drive him there in the hearse, probably hoping that it would help him avoid at least a smidgen of the vast amount of ridicule and public humiliation yet to come.
An obnoxious honk signaled the arrival of his sister, so he half-heartedly slumped to the shiny black hearse. "Hey, little bro." Eve ruffled his messy black hair affectionately. "Only 7 hours of prison time today." She chirped cheerfully before shoving a cup of coffee in his hands. Jason suppressed a shiver at the thought of jail, seeing as he'd been stuck in it for quite awhile not so long ago… Well, that's beside the point.
Eve chattered needlessly while Jason stared out the window, wishing a pit would form in the ground and swallow him up, effectively keeping him from the obvious torture his sister was shuttling him to. He spotted Miranda, the crazy psychic chick Eve had always felt for, shuffling into the glorious-yet-underfunded Morganville High School. Teenagers dashed into the school from their modes of transportation, the habit too deeply ingrained in them even though vamps couldn't come out during the day for them to just stroll in like normal people.
"You want me to pick you up?" Eve asked as she jiggled her fishnet-clad thigh impatiently. "Nah; I'll catch a ride home on the bus." Jason guessed the inevitable bus ride might as well come soon, since it was bound to happen eventually. He was surprised to find people just shied away from him instead of gathering the pitchforks and torches.
"Oops! I am so sorry!" a girl squeaked when she bumped into him, dropping the pile of books she'd been carrying. "S'okay." He mumbled, eyeing the pretty girl. She was obviously a new resident; her bracelet was shiny and new. Something in him hardened when he noticed the unfamiliar symbol on her bracelet. "Oh, by the way, I'm Artie Glass."