Sorry to disappoint you all, but this chapter is very, very short. Like... short, short. But um... er... on the plus side, I did get an email from Darren Shan... That's not enough? Fine. I started a new blog as well. To the anonymous readers that somehow don't want to create an account to review:
To Marty: Hi there! So, you decided to join the group of kids from school that review my stories? YAY! Now go stand in the corner with Eureeka while I write my story. Just kidding. Thanks for reading my stories! I'm sorry I made you look like a bad person, I know you aren't in real life, but I was hungry when I wrote the chapter, and when I'm hungry I'm in a bad mood. Which is sad, because I'm always hungry.
To Eureka: I gave my parents a detailed description of him and told them his name, they had no idea what I was talking about. Am I really THAT boring?
Pasta and Cheese (Dammit, I'm hungry)
The door creaked as it opened. I grinned and ran downstairs, spazzing with excitement.
"Hi, honey! I'm home!" called my mum as she walked in. I must have been so caught up in my thoughts I hadn't noticed her walk out.
"You… I…" I sighed, realising that she didn't know why I was upset, "Hi, mum…"
"Have you done your homework? Your brother is coming back from French lessons in an hour!"
"Yes, I finished my homework," I lied. Damn, why couldn't it be Larten? I thought. I picked up my mum's shopping and put some of it away.
"Is that man we saw yesterday, you know, Mr Crepsley, eating supper with us?"
"Yeah," I mumbled, hoping it was the right answer. I ran upstairs before my mum could see how disappointed I was.
About an hour later, the door opened again. I just huffed; this HAD to be my brother, Leondardodicini, coming back from French lessons. I was right. My twin, Stickletroffoboglogdogy ran downstairs to greet him, oblivious to the fact that I was just sitting doing nothing. Lendardocicini had run ahead of my dad, so he wasn't there yet. Not that I cared, all I could think about was how late Larten was, even though he'd never mentioned a time. Maybe he's just getting ready, having breakfast, I thought, but I was still angry.
Still deep in my thoughts, I didn't hear the door open a third time, but I did hear a gasp of stifled amazement from Stickletroffoboglogdogy. I rose to my feet, ran downstairs and nearly fainted a second time. It was Larten, and my brothers seemed to have guessed it.
Leondardocicini whispered in my ear, "Sarah, is that Larten?" I nodded slowly, paralyzed with awesomenitis (an illness caused by having too much awesome stuff around you. And yes, I did just make that up).
Before I regained the ability to speak, I noticed my twin striding up to Larten and saying, "Hello, Larten." My parents took about ten seconds before realising what was wrong with that.
"How do you know his name? We didn't even introduce him to you!" exclaimed my mum, surprised.
I pulled Larten away and smiled, "I talked about him at school." My brothers looked at me strangely. Dammit, now my parents expect them to know everything about my kidnap. Great, now change the subject. "Uhh... What are we having for supper?" I asked my mum, my stomach grumbled encouragingly.
"Pasta and cheese, your dad's cooking," answered my mum.
"More like cheese and pasta..." I grumbled, but out loud I exclaimed, "Yay! I'm so hungry!" which was partly true, and then I turned to Larten and said, "You'll see, my dad makes the best pasta and cheese in the world!"
It was at that very moment that my brothers decided to ruin my existence. "Mummy! Larten is a vampire!" yelled Leondardocicini.
"He's from the Darren Shan Saga!" shouted Stickletroffoboglogdogy. "In fact... Why aren't you dead?" he asked. The world collapsed, and I was doomed.
Thankfully, all was not over! My mum came to the rescue with, "Vampires? You've been reading too many horror stories! Everyone knows they aren't real!" but she didn't sound too sure. The name Larten was familiar, and she knew she'd heard it before. For the first time, I actually felt bad for spoonfeeding so much information into my parents.
My brothers looked disappointed, but before they could add anything else, I nudged them with my elbow.
"OWCH!" exclaimed Stickletroffoboglogdogy angrily.
I smiled innocently, "So, shall we eat?" My family agreed and we sat down. My brothers eyed Larten suspiciously, they could tell that I knew who he was and any second now...
"Sarah loooves Larten!" sang Stickletroffoboglogdogy softly.
Leondardocicini continued with, "Sarah and Larten sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, first comes love, second comes marriage, third comes the baby in the baby carriage!" I had to admit, it was a pretty smart technique. It was soft enough so that my parents wouldn't hear, but loud enough so that Larten would. He sent me an inquisitive glance and I shrugged, pretending to have no idea what they were on about. Which of course, I did. So maaybe I did have a crush on the slightly too awesome vampire. Maaaybe I was drooling just at the sight of him and... Oh wait, I was drooling because I was hungry. Whatever. It was pretty embarrassing.
Hihi. I lied. It wasn't Larten knocking on the door at first... But I'm pretty sure those that know me guessed it. I'm very predictable! ;)