Chapter 8

"It's getting late. I should get going." Ingrid said. "Do you know when you're back in school?"

"Tomorrow. I insisted on the grounds today I was bored as hell." Ingrid laughed at his statement.

"Well, I guess, I'll see you in the morning."

"Yeah. Night."

"Night." Niether made to move from their possision on the bed, he had been playing the game for her for the fast 3 and a half hours. He turned his head slightly towards her, as did she. He began to move towards her, just as their lips were about to touch his mother shouted from down the stairs.

"Bertrand. It's getting late, would Ingrid like a lift home?" Ingrid leapt from her place and Bertrand cursed his mothers uncannyly accurate timing.

"Please if that's ok." She called back scrambling to collect her things.

"No problem, let me just get my keys."

"See you tomorrow." She muttered swinging her bag over her shoulder and jogging down the stairs. "Thanks for the lift." She said to his mother as she got out of the car after a fully silent car ride.

"No problem Ingrid, fell free to come over anytime." Jean his mother smiled. Ingrid nervously smiled back and went inside. Jean watched to make sure she got inside before pulling away.

In the livingroom Ryan was finishing his homework with some help from the Count. He always had hated physics.

"Take a break and we'll come back to it."

"Thanks Mr. Count."

"No problem. Just don't ask me for help with maths."

"Alright," Ryan laughed taking his homework to the room he was staying in with Vlad.

"Where's Vlad? I need to see him about the party details." Ingrid said.

"He's in his room." Ryan told her as the Count had already gone.

Arriving at her brother's room Ingrid walked in on a sight she had no intention of seeing ever again. Erin was straddling Vlad on his bed, kissing too deeply to notice and he was pulling her shirt over her head, his was already on the floor.

"Get the hell off my sister!" Erin leapt off of Vlad and used a pillow to hide her bra, both blushing deep crimson.

Ryan stormed from the room and Erin forced her shirt over her head. "Ryan! Ryan wait." She called going after him. Ingrid watched amazed, she didn't think her brother had the guts. "Ryan!" Was heard from outside.

"What were you thinking?"

"We. I mean... She started it."

"Like i'll believe that, Vlad, you threw her shirt in her brother's face."

"That was an accident. We were too distracted."

"I could tell." She smirked. "We need to talk party details, but I think your girlfriend is more improtant."

"She's not my girlfriend. She's a challenge." It was a lie, and even he knew it.

"Whatever. I'll find Ryan, sound like he headed off school grounds."