Mabel pulled the microphone closer to her lips. As she moved, her legs and arms swayed along with the fast paced beat of the music. It was infectiously catchy, the &ndra song having topped the top forty charts easily.
Her brother, however, wasn't about to sing it out loud to his reflection in the mirror.
Not that he mattered now. With the zombies gone, Mabel knew that neither he nor her Great Uncle Stan were about to sing karaoke with her.
Not that Mabel cared. She didn't need them or their approval, and she didn't care if they complained about the sleepover's noise. It wasn't as if she would be able to hear their whining over the song anyway. The night belonged to Mabel, Candy, and Grenda.
"Oh oh," Mabel sung. "We're taking over tonight!"
"Taking over tonight!" Grenda yelled before pumping her fist into the air.
"We are going to party all night!" Candy spun around, a wide grin spread across her entire face.
"Boys are a bore," Mabel went on.
"Let's show them the door!" Candy and Grenda sang in unison, before both pointing in unison to the large wooden door. No boy was actually inside the room, however. The locked door kept them away, as it should.
The three sang on, until the words blurred and they didn't even bother to get the lyrics right. Karaoke wasn't meant to sound beautiful, just to be fun. By the time it ended, Mabel was squished up against Candy's left side and Grenda against Candy's right. The two took their turns, giving the center girl a kiss straight on the lips (and that was the only thing straight about it). Candy's lips felt so right against Mabel's own, which was so different from how she felt when touching a boy's lips. No wonder she hadn't kept any around for long.
Candy returned the favor, giving both Mabel and Grenda kisses of their own before giggling. An adult would probably oppose the idea of them all being together, but none of them cared. What did their approval matter?
The music roared in Mabel's ears, and the kisses were hot on her lips. She had wanted an epic summer romance, and she had gotten it. Neither Candy or Grenda were vampires, but that didn't make them any less amazing. After all, there were no other girls in the world quite like those two.
Mabel danced on, even as both her eyes and legs grew heavy. If she fell asleep, there would surely be two girls to help pick her up.
