*David POV*
"What is all the yelling about in here?" I asked, popping into the kitchen as if this was my own house. Well, considering Max was my maker it might as well have been.
Michael was gripping onto the counter like he was about to smash it in two, while Lucy, a full-fledged vampire may I add, had dropped to her knees praying. Max and Sam were around her, trying to calm her out of her hysterics.
"Mom," Michael said. "I'm going to go find her."
I stopped him as he walked towards the door. "Find who?" I added, a mysterious glint in my eye while love for someone flashed across his pupils.
Oh dear god, not this Star business again. She left ages ago, after she found out we had all excepted the lifestyle, even Laddie, and she was alone.
Michael didn't reply, only pushed past me and ran outside, taking off on his bike.
"It's my sister," Sam said. Oh, he was talking to me now? That's an improvement. "She was supposed to fly out to live with us today, but instead she missed her plane and she's, uh, hitchhiking her way here."
I burst out laughing, Max and Sam giving me dirty looks. Hitchhiking, that was it? I thought someone had died.
"What's hitchhiking?" Laddie said, running into the room and taking the moment of madness to steal a cookie from a jar on the counter.
I grunted, blatantly ignoring him. I'd made a habit of that lately, even when he had worn down all the boys but me-no kid was going to make me soft, no girl either, as Star had proved.