Here's chapter two! Yay! i'm surprised I'm writing this so soon. I have like 2 other stories that have to be updated… Oh well, I like what I have going here. R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own My Sister the Vampire.
The bell rang, ending first period. Olivia, face still beat red, nearly sprinted out of the class, and ran into Charlotte. Olivia stumbled backwards, into cool arms.
"Ow!" Charlotte shrieked, glaring at Olivia, "What's your problem? Got Goth boy here to help or something? Don't you know it's rude to run over people?" Charlotte was attracting a crowd now.
"Are you okay?" Brendan whispered, cold breath seeping into her ear.
Olivia nodded, blushing wildly. Brendan had subconsciously wrapped his arms around her waist, holding Olivia against his chest.
"Awesome." Brendan released his grip, stepping away from the frazzled girl.
Charlotte growled and huffed off, hips jerking in un-pleasant ways.
"Thanks, Brendan." Brendan's face paled even more. (Since vampires can't blush, I guess paling more is sufficient… Well they can blush, but that makes them faint.)
"For what?" He asked barley keeping the stutter away. Everyone in the hall, lost interest in them and continued with their business.
"For not letting me fall." Olivia hesitated for a brief moment. She sighed and went on her toes and lightly pecked Brendan on the cheek.
Brendan froze, no pun intended. Olivia fell back onto her feet and giggled sweetly. She winked at him, and scampered down the corridor, in complete embarrassment.
Brendan's cheek burned from where Olivia's perfect mouth placed itself. He felt himself wanting more. Demanding the feel of her lips on his. Body against his. Skin touching skin. Brendan shuddered at the once again his mind wondered to thoughts of ravishing Olivia.
With Olivia…
Olivia popped into the drama, sliding into an empty desk. She inhaled deeply, trying to clear her crown. Unfortunately, her thoughts kept straying to Brendan.
As the class began and ended, Olivia never once heard anything Miss. Smith said. Her heart beet fast, just at the mention of said vampire.
Lunch, for Olivia, was no exception. She face the guilt of kissing Brendan's cheek. Her sister was totally in love with the guy, and she goes and kisses him. What kind of sister was she? Besides, Olivia shouldn't even have relations with a vampire. After what happened to her mother and father… Oh, that reminded Olivia.
"Hey, Ivy? Are we still having dinner with yo—dad?" Olivia still wasn't used to the fact her father Karl Lazar was Charles Vega, Ivy's 'adoptive' dad.
Ivy glanced up at her sister, "Yeah, why are you cancelling?"
Olivia shook her head, "No, just wondering. I have to ask him something anyway."
Ivy smiled, "Okay." She turned back to chat with Sophie, noting Olivia really didn't want to talk.
Camilla touched Olivia's hand, "Hey, you okay?"
"Fine."
"Olivia, are you sure something's not bothering you?" Camilla asked, greatly concerned for her lack of chatter.
"I'm fine," Olivia insisted. She twisted a piece of hair around her finger, the one with her mother's ring on it.
"Okay." Camilla was still pondering what was wrong with her, but left the subject alone. If Olivia didn't want to talk about it, she wasn't going to pressure her.
Brendan. He swirled around Olivia's mind, clouding her better judgment. Her eyes flickered to Brendan and trailed down his figure. They paused momentarily at a certain area, but continued down anyways. Slowly brought them back to his eyes. She felt like she was petrified. He'd been staring at her the whole time. Olivia wanted to melt in those pools, in what people call eyes.
"Hey, Olivia?"
Olivia snapped out of the trance and whipped her head around. "Yeah?"
Ivy was mildly troubled by her sisters strange behavior. "Never mind."
Dinner at Ivy's…
Before dinner, Ivy slipped into a velvet black dress, with long sleeves and ankle length. Olivia had pulled herself into a pale pink dress that hung at her knees, and strapless.
Together the sisters walked down the winding stair case, arms linked.
Charles Vega stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting to greet his daughters.
"Hey." The girls said simultaneously.
"Hello girls." He ushered them into the dining room. Olivia sat next to Ivy, and Charles sat at the head.
The family ate dinner in silence, the vampires eating the semi raw meat and Olivia enjoying a salad.
Charles cleared his throat, "So, Olivia, Ivy has informed me you needed to talk to me."
Olivia shot a glare towards Ivy, who sat there looking innocent. "Um, yeah, but I was wondering if we could talk alone?"
Ivy and Charles gaped at her surprised.
Charles gulped, "Well, I guess we could, after dinner of course." Olivia nodded, faint blush danced across her cheeks.
Dinner finished the small family still tense with awkwardness. They headed up the stairs, were they split, Olivia and Charles going to the study, and Ivy to her room. Ivy stared at Olivia warily, but went to her room.
Olivia followed her father into his study. Closing the door behind herself, she shuffled over to her father's desk and plopped down into the chair. He sat behind it, staring at her with curiosity.
Charles spoke first, "What do you need, Olivia?"
Olivia fidgeted in the seat, and played with the small charm bracelet on her wrist. "Well, um, I have a question."
Charles chuckled softly, "My daughter, I know very well that you need to ask me something. But what I would like to know is, what is the question?"
"Um, how did you know you were in love with mother?" Olivia blurted.
Shock crossed Charles's face, "Well, I suppose…"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."
"It's alright," Charles sighed, "I just knew. I knew she was the one for me, even if she was a human. I guess, I never thought of the outcome, considering I'm a vampire. I, like you know, disregarded my parents warnings. But, I still hope you never fall in love with a vampire. I couldn't bear to lose you."
Olivia nodded brokenly, "What would happen if I did?"
Charles cocked his head to the side at the odd question. "I'm not sure. But just know, I'll always love you."
Olivia smiled, "Thank you. I should probably talk to Ivy now. She looked upset." Olivia got out of her seat and quickly left the study.
I don't think you'll love me very much soon, Olivia thought ruthlessly, after all, I'm lusting after my sisters boyfriend.
Olivia sighed frustrated. Why did life have to be so complicated? Olivia shook her head and knocked timidly on Ivy's door.
The door flew open, to Ivy's tear streaked face.
"Ivy!" Olivia cried, "What happened?"
"H—he…"
To be continued… Ah, I'm so mean. Just had to do that. Sorry. Okay, so was it good? I'm just happy I typed this! Yay! Did Charles seem kind of OOC? Or was it just me? Okay, so I forgot to ask, what the hell is Brendan's eye color? I'm just too lazy to look in the book. Haha, no seriously, it's going to bug me throughout the whole story. And then I won't be able to write it, and… Argh, it'd be horrible. So, back on track, Review! Hum, I kind of want to do what… Oh that was almost a spoiler. Phew. ReViEw! I said that already…
~Emerald~
