Chapter One
Today one of the infamous Drake boys is going to die. Painfully. I'm going to enjoy this very, very much.
"NICHOLAS CHRISTOPHER DRAKE! YOU'RE DEAD, YOU HEAR ME?" I bellowed, as the noise echoed within the old, Victorian styled house.
"How's that working out for you so far, Lucky?" my arch-nemesis smirked. Damn why do vampires have to be so fast…and in this particular family, cute? Nicholas Drake has been the bane of my existence for the past nine years. For every bad memory I have, Nicky has been in the middle of it. Sadly I have to deal with him on the daily because he's one of my best friend's seven older brothers. Solange and I met at school, in first grade, where we found out our moms had been friends. Ever since we've been inseparable, she's always been my partner in crime when I've had some ideas that were…let's say out there. I considered her my sister and the Drake's my family. Being an only child, with hippie parents always out on missions to save the world, eye roll, I practically lived here all my life.
"Where is it?!" I growled, my thoughts getting tangled in my head. I searched him frantically with my eyes, trying to find my phone on him. Nicholas was a whole head taller than me, with his gray, stormy eyes and dark hair he was yummy. All of Solange's brothers were, which meant they all had egos the size of basketballs.
"Where's what? Your phone?" Nicholas said, faking innocence, "Perhaps you've misplaced it, Lucky, you can search me if you wish?" he suggested. He knew I hated being called by my real name, almost as much as he hated being called Nicky. That was the last straw, so I pulled my hand back and punched his face, sadly I didn't hear the satisfying crunch of his nose.
"Huh, I guess my aim was off this time, pity." I stepped back admiring my work, Helena's training has been really coming in handy. Helena was the most badass, vampire in the world. Funny that she married Liam who is quite the opposite. Where she takes matters into her own hands, Liam prefers peace and treaties. I hoped to be just as awesome and scary in the future.
"God damn it Lucy, that's the third time this month! Jesus, get some professional help will you?" Nicholas complained loudly. I heard a creak behind me where the staircase was, I turned to see Quinn smirking. Two out of the seven annoying brothers is certainly more than I could handle in the morning.
"Ah, Nicholas, why do you continue to put yourself through this type of predicament? Weren't the first two times enough?" he mocked.
"Yes Nicky weren't the first two times enough?" I batted my eyelashes and now I was the one smirking.
"To hell with both of you, here have your god damned phone already." Nicholas disappeared into the kitchen pouting like a child, with his head down and tail between his legs. That'll serve him right for touching my stuff… I tried ignoring the voice that told me I was being harsh.
"Lucy, are you going to Jennifer's party tonight?" Quinn asked, snapping me out of my own thoughts.
"Yeah, why? Don't tell me all of you are going?!" I groaned inwardly. I was hoping to hang out with my boyfriend, Julian, without any distractions or meddling brothers. Julian had asked me out a month ago, and so far it's been fun. With his light hazel eyes and sandy brown hair he made for some serious eye candy. He hasn't even met any of the Drakes, I cringed at the thought of having him and Nick in the same room together,
"Hey look at the bright side! We can carpool!" Quinn said while smiling brightly. And with that I gave up. I left upstairs to sulk and get ready at the same time.
Solange decided to help me get ready in my guest room, in this huge house there were plenty to spare. Most of my stuff was here anyway so whenever my parents come back from wherever they went to this time, I'll end up staying here anyway. It used to sadden me deeply when I was young, but I got over it eventually.
"What's going on in that head of yours Lucy Hamilton?" Solange said while she applied a layer of mascara on my lashes.
"Nothing, just my parents, are you done yet?" I asked impatiently. I have a tendency to have ADHD symptoms sometimes.
"Hey I know they're forgetful sometimes but it won't be like last year. And how many times do I have to tell you not to rush an artist working on a masterpiece?" Solange said softly. Last year on my fifteenth birthday my parents called two days in advance to tell me they were coming to celebrate with me. I got super excited thinking things would be different this time, so I went home for the first time in months just to meet them. I waited, and waited until it was eleven-fifty and my hopes died more with every passing minute. I walked back to the Drakes home, soaked from the pouring rain, glad my tears weren't visible because of the rain. On the bright side they all baked me a cake and we stayed up until three in the morning playing games. They called later that morning saying they were sorry they couldn't make it and that was it. Nobody mentions it anymore because they know I hate the sad looks everyone gives me when my parents are the subject.
Ignoring the first statement, I replied, "I know, I know, I'm just anxious to leave before your brothers have a chance to scare Julian away."
"Understood, they're enough to have every guy running for the hills." Solange said. I remembered the first and only time she brought a boy home to meet her family and cringed. He was lucky to escape with his life.
"Ladies and gentleman, Lucy Hamilton!" she spun the chair around and caught sight of my reflection.
"Wow! Solange, thank you, I can't wait till Julian sees me!" she had a real talent, I almost didn't recognize myself. She framed my light brown eyes with a layer of black eyeliner, mascara and a small strip of gold eye shadow. There was a light layer of bronzer/blush to make my cheekbones stand out and to top it all off a glossy nude lipstick with a hint of pink in it. It went perfectly with my cute, royal blue dress. There wasn't much I could do with my hair in its simple, short bob.
"You look stunning Lucy! Have fun at the party…but not too much fun," Solange winked at me. I was so excited I almost didn't hear the doorbell ring.
"I'm sorry Solange I wish I could help you get ready but-" I said rapidly.
"Oh hush Lucy, I can get ready by myself," she rolled her eyes, "Hurry up, go already!" I took her advice and scurried down the stair case. As soon as I reached the bottom, my fears were confirmed.
"So, three vampires walk into a bar-"Quinn started before I intervened. I hate them all sometimes, if only Helena were here, he wouldn't dare say anything for fear of his mother's wrath. Then again none of us would be going out to a party at this hour with her here.
"He doesn't need to hear THAT joke, Quinn!" Apparently he and the rest of the boys took this as an invitation to laugh hysterically. I gave Julian an apologetic look and he shrugged uncomfortably.
"Wow. Lucy, you look great, should we head out or uh?" Julian asked nervously, meanwhile Nicholas glared at him. Without a glance back I grabbed Julian by the hand and left the house.
"I'm sorry, they can be a little protective and extremely annoying sometimes." I apologized awkwardly.
"Hey no worries, forget about it, let's just have some fun tonight, yes?" he asked smiling and gave me a peck on the cheek.