As I stood in the middle of the living room in the Carlson mansion (yes, it was in fact, a mansion) humming Camp Rock songs (which Josh took to be funny), Caleb waved his hands all over my body, not actually touching, but making some sort of invisible force field that he would be able to manipulate. I turned to look in the mirror after he was done.

"Um, why don't I look any different?" I asked. He looked up, shocked, and then seemed to remember something. Melanie disappeared for a few minutes after he whispered something to her, carrying a small hand mirror. I had forgotten that vampires couldn't see the Glamour in themselves or other vampires. Just humans could. I held the mirror in front of my face and it seemed to glow a faint yellow before I saw my old self in the mirror. "Uh, guys, we're forgetting something," I said.

"What?" Josh asked.

"My glasses. I have contacts, but my mom would never fall for the "I just now started wearing them" routine." Before I was done, Josh had disappeared and re-appeared holding a small case, in which my glasses were held. I threw them on my face. "Perfect."

So this was going to be the hard part. It was almost eleven AM, around when I started to and read or something on Saturday mornings like I usually did. At first when Josh had told me I'd be going home that morning, I momentarily panicked. But…..I guess the stupid shiny vampire thing is just a myth, as I had put it in my mind. We could go out in the daylight, but our eyes could get damaged if we weren't careful. I guessed that we would just go back to the house, I would climb in my window, and that would be the end of it. As Caleb and Melanie had explained, not much had happened since I had left. Breanna had called again, and Aaron had come by. The usual. The thing I was worried about was that my friends would eventually figure out why I wasn't sleeping at sleepovers…then again, who does? Anywho, they would all notice something eventually. Which is why I had had Caleb and Melanie help me with some excuses. I had apparently learned from the best. The other thing I noticed was that this didn't seem to be the norm for them. I hadn't seen other teen vampires in the time I had been at the house, so I had figured that I was somewhat special. I guessed that this had some connection for the whole "my love" thing with Josh. I would just have to wait it out. We got to the front of the house, and I saw a girl who looked exactly like me (well, like I would to a human, because Vampires can't see the glamour, only humans). My eyes widened. But before I would say anything, her features started to shift and finally game to set on dark brown, long hair, with the same color eyes, and small features. She looked about our age, but who knows.

"Hi, I'm Sadie," she said, holding out her hand. Hmf, friendly enough. I shook it.

"I'm Holly, as you already know." She laughed.

"Yeah. Well, I gotta get going home. But it was great to meet you. Your family is very sweet, and you've got a great catch with Aaron." I laughed. "I honestly thought he was your boyfriend at first." Fat chance. I hadn't dated since seventh grade, and even that was a week-long fling with a cousin of a friend. But, I guess, now that didn't really matter, now that everyone was going to think that Josh and I were dating. We said goodbye to Sadie after we switched clothes. We were about the same size, even in the chest, which was a surprise. Then, I climbed up the fire ladder that she had used to get down, said goodnight to everyone from out of the window, and then went to the computer. I knew that I had things to check, many things, and people would be suspicious if I didn't reply to a message from a Sunday until Friday night (I usually was on for hours every day…), so I went ahead and checked my MySpace and worked on a few fan fictions on Mibba. I had been home for a while, and when I finally checked the clock again, it was well after eight. "Talk about being lost in the moment," I muttered. I slowly walked towards the door and cautiously opened it, peering out. I had to be as un-obvious as possible, but I still missed my parents and sisters. The door creaked slightly as I slowly opened it, and I waited to see if there was a reaction. I guessed that it was just my heightened senses, because nothing happened. I opened the door all the way and stepped out, walking down the hall towards the living room. My mom and dad were sitting on the couch watching CSI: NY. I had seen the twins still in bed when I passed their room and assumed that they had been up late (Friday nights are usually hectic around my house: if it's not a piano recital than it's a PTA meeting or a ballet recital). Mom looked at me just as I slid into the chair next to the couch.

"Aren't you usually in the lair by now?" she asked, looking back at the TV just as some perp was getting arrested. The thing I can't stand about my house is that everyone keeps the TV so low. But now, even on like 15, it was booming in my ears. I mentally cursed the whole "new senses thing," and tried to smirk as I watched the TV mindlessly.

"Yeah, but I couldn't sleep. I chugged a Dr. P earlier." Mom and Dad both laughed, and Mom switched the channel to Food Network as comercials came on. God, I love Rachel Rae.

"Well good luck getting sleep before tomorrow." I looked at her.

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah, remember, you wanted to get your hair done?" I looked at her, wide-eyed, and then realized that Sadie must have had this convo with her. I mentally noted to yell at someone later for not telling me, and then straightened out my face.

"Oh yeah. I guess. What's time's the appointment again?"

"Eleven. And then after I was thinking we could go to the mall and get you that swimsuit you need for Aaron's party on Sunday." I think my jaw dropped. How could they have not told me about Aaron's party?? I knew it had been coming up, but apparently "I" got the details this week .I tried to play it cool as I nodded in approval.

"Ok, that sounds fine. I'll just set my alarm for ten." I got up to walk to my room, but mom grabbed my hand before I could.

"Is something different about you?" she asked. "I could swear you look different." I deflected the question as I retreated back to my room, grabbing my cell phone to dial Josh's number.

"Hello?" he answered, his Italian accent sounding stronger on the phone.

"What the hell were you thinking? I have Aaron's party in two days and no one told me??" I started yelling.

"La distorsione di velocità calma giù, calma giù. Siete seriamente avete preoccupato a tale proposito il partito degli idioti?"

"No I will not calm down. And yes, I'm worried about that 'idiots' party. He's my friend, and this is the first time I've been invited to one of his parties." Josh breathed loudly into the phone.

"We didn't tell you because I forgot."

"Oh yeah, right. And I 'forgot' to tell you that I think it's ridiculous that you're jealous of Aaron, and you and I aren't even really dating!" I heard him mutter something that sounded like "yet" and I gripped the phone tighter, but trying to be careful not to break it. "Listen, Josh. I don't know what your problem is. Aaron is my friend, and I'm going to his party. If you'd like to stand in as my boyfriend there, get a bathing suit, by all means. I don't care. But the next time that one of you guys doesn't tell me something like this…" I trailed off, trying to think of something evil.

"You'll what? Scream me to death?" I groaned.

"You know what, maybe I will. Since this whole immortal thing seems to come with a few perks, maybe I'll do a test run of my screaming on you." And with that I hung up the phone and sat on my bed, laying back. I knew that in an hour I'd be headed over to the Carlson house to start training and maybe dent the books in the library, but now I was just pissed off, and I had no idea how people were going to buy that Josh and I were dating, when I wouldn't even want to be near him on Sunday. I picked my phone back up, and called Breanna's number.

"Hola! Long time not talk, hun!" I smiled. It was good to hear her voice again.

"Three way in Lizz. We've got major details to discuss. You got invited to Aaron's party, right?"

"Yeah, thanks to you. Hold on, I'm dialing."