Lizzie's POV

"Mhm…" I groaned immediately when I had control of my voice. I felt a hard, huge pressure on my left side, and when I turned to my side to get it off, I nearly tumbled off the bed. I caught myself from falling with wide eyes, and I looked at what had caused me to nearly become best friends with the floor. After a moment, I recognized who it was. Steph, taking up the entire bed, as usual.

I glanced at the clock. 10:26. How come she wasn't up already? She was usually up at around 6 something, like me. I seriously wonder what time they got here.

I looked around the room, unsure. I got up and went to my stuff to change. Should I wake them up, or relish the quiet peace? I decided for the latter, considering I'd have to spend the rest of my basic time here with them. And all the time afterward.

I shook my head from that scary thought as I went to the stairs and slid down the railing. When my feet landed on the floor, my balance tipped, and I nearly crashed. That would not have been fun.

The kitchen was in sight when I heard footsteps on the stairs. I glanced behind me, but nobody was there. For a vague moment, I saw a boy with red hair and green eyes, around the age of 18. After that shady image, it disappeared, and I smiled. "Well, hello Daemon. How are you?" I conversed with the ghost. He was one of two ghosts that followed Steph around. The other ghost, a dark-headed boy named Ezekiel was Daemon's boyfriend. After Kate, Steph and I had played with a Spirit Speaker, we found out about their existence. Steph had been absolutely thrilled that two 'homosexual spirits' were stalking her. Me and Kate? Not so much.

But, of course, we had to maintain some civility. So I greeted him kindly and then moved on with my day. A.K.A, I ate breakfast, got dressed, and woke up the others.

We were currently in the living room, watching TV and eating some junk food in the house. "I'm so glad we don't have to go to school." Steph was saying as she stuffed a cupcake into her mouth, blue frosting smudged all over her lips and chin.

"Agreed. Thankfully, the school year is almost over. Therefore, we no longer need to attend." I simplified, feeling great with myself.

"Wow, Lizzie. Seriously? You sound like a summary in a book." Kate scolded, and Steph giggled.

"Well, you know what? Shut it!" I snapped playfully, and nailed her right in the forehead with popcorn.

She stared at me in shock for a moment, and I laughed at her expression. "You did not just do that!" She screamed at me, and launched us into a full blown popcorn war.

When that was over, we were on our backs laughing, while Steph was eating all the popcorn that wasn't on the ground. "So…. Which of the guys do you like?" I asked her nonchalantly.

Her laughing died instantly, and she sat up and stared at me the same moment that Steph plopped on her bum to gaze at me as well.

"Why?" The asked at the same time in the same tone.

"Well, why not? You know me!" I protested, and glared at them as well. "As you were saying…?" I prompted.

Steph instantly sighed and fell to the floor, head slamming on the carpet with a crack—not that she noticed. "Rory! Rory, my oh my, Rory. His hair, his attitude, his eyes, his hair…." She sighed dreamily.

"O-okay then. And what say you?" I transferred my look over to Kate, and she sighed.

"Ethan's pretty cool, from what I've noticed. He likes Star Wars, and he bends to my will. So all around, a good guy."

I giggled, but found it weird my illegitimate sister had a thing for my blood-cousin. "And how about you? Who's your lover? And it better not be my Rory. Or our cousin. Don't get me started on Sarah. So please let it be Benny!" Steph pleaded jokingly. I had already informed them on who was who, and what I knew.

"Yes, Stephania, it is Benny." She glared at me like no tomorrow when I said her full first name.

I heard Kate laughing in the background, and we wiped our heads towards her. "Haha! 'Stephania'!" Kate murmured my biological sister's name mockingly, so I let out my own laugh, causing her to stare.

"Haha! 'Katelyn'!" I scorned her, knowing she hated her name.

"Haha, 'Elizabeth'!" She snapped at me with no humor.

"I love my name. It's old, antique, Victorian and classic. And fully goes along with who I am." I paused. "I think. I forget what it means, but whatever."

We kept giggling, and talking more about the guys. Kate and I eventually had to lock Steph in a room because she was obsessing too much over Rory. I seriously don't know why she liked him so much. But I knew they'd make a good couple.

I looked at the clock when things had died down. It was only lunch time? This day was going so slow, yet I was loving it! I wonder what the boys are actually up to….

Ethan's POV

"So she'll be my undead hottie? Sweet!" Rory shouted, and Benny and I shushed him, glancing around the lunchroom.

"Rory, not cool! That's my cousin! And no, it doesn't mean she'll be your," I paused, looking around again, "'undead hottie'. Lizzie obviously made it up, but I don't know why." I had told them about what I had found in the book so far, and right now, Benny and Rory were flipping through it.

"Whoa…" Benny breathed, eyes widening.

"Dude! Looks like Lizzie's got a thing for Benny!" Rory said in his annoying cheerful way.

"What?" I asked, grabbing at the book. There it was. A picture of Benny, smiling. I turned it again, and found another one. With a creased brow, I kept seeing more and more pictures of him. There were a few of them kissing in the rain, one of them sleeping together. (Get you're head out of the gutter! Not like that.)

"This is so—" I was saying, when I grabbed onto one of the pages, and I was pulled into a vision. Before I even saw what was happening, I knew this one was different. Usually I saw flashes of scenes, but this one….

I saw Rory and Steph sitting very closely together, looking at Lizzie. I heard Liz say, "—and so, then it was raining, but I would not get off the swing, y'know? I mean…. Okay, can you stop that?" She snapped at them, annoyed.

Rory was—oh, god Rory!—was balancing marshmallows on Steph's auburn head, keeping his eyes basically on the 'mallows, only to glance up at Liz occasionally.

"We're trying to get in the Guineas Book of World Records!" Rory stated proudly.

"For 'mallow balancing! Genius, isn't it?" Steph added, and Rory leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. The vision faded, with Lizzie's laugh ringing in my ears.

"—than? Dude?" Rory and Benny were looking at me expectantly. I blinked, and glanced down at the picture. It was Steph's head with a marshmallow.

I swallowed loudly, and I saw a spark of concern in my friend's faces. "Dude, what'd you see?"

I looked at Rory. "I saw you and Steph stacking marshmallows on her head, for some record. Then you kissed her on the cheek, and I heard Lizzie laugh. Basically, I saw this." I showed them the picture, and their eyes widened.

"Dude, this reminds me of something!" Rory said the same time Benny asked, "So what does this mean?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, baffled.

"Last night, I heard her voice in my head when I laid her down. It said, 'I know what you are, Rory…' Its weird cuz her lips didn't move. And what am I, exactly?" Rory asked, bewildered.

"A vampire, Rory, an undead creature of the night!" Benny snapped at him.

Understanding dawned on him. "Ohhhh!"

"Focus!" I snapped, my patience failing. I know he's just being Rory, but god is he annoying…. "And you're right. That is weird. I think it has something to do with them. Remember the vision I had, with the girls and the tats?" I asked, looking at them. When they nodded, I carried on. "Well, I did some research on them. And… they're Wiccan symbols."

There was a heavy silence in the air. Benny swore under his breath, and then asked, "So they're witches." It sounded like a statement.

"Looks like it. But I don't know what we're supposed to do. We need to talk to your grandma."

"I agree." Benny paused, looking at his watch. "We should go now; she should be waking up from her old-person nap any minute now."

"Are you sure we should be doing this? Skipping school?" Sarah asked us. We decided to take her along, in case we needed to use the big guns.

"Well, yeah. It's the ideal time. No one else will be around, and the girls wouldn't want to tag along." Benny replied reasonably.

"Yeah, but couldn't we call her?" Sarah made sense, but I had to agree, this was more interesting.

"Because!" Benny then launched into whining about how this is better, and blah blah blah.

We were all walking down the sidewalk, in a horizontal line, all next to each other. I was walking in between Sarah and Benny, closer to the road, and Rory had gone ahead of us, flying. My hand brushed Sarah's and we locked eyes.

I was about to say something to her, when Benny intruded, "C'mon, we're here."

I was blushing when we walked up the steps. Saying something to her wouldn't have done anything, except make me look like a fool. I shook my head as we crossed the threshold of the house.

"Um…. Guys?" Benny and I paused, looking back through the doorway to see Sarah and Rory looking at us expectantly.

"Oh, right…. Come in." Benny graced them entrance, and then we continued throughout the house, looking for grandma. We ended up finding her in the kitchen, drinking tea.

"I wondered when you'd arrive." We cast around a guilty glance, and then sat at the wooden table. "So, what is it you'd like to discuss?" She asked us politely.

We all knew that she knew what we wanted to talk about, but that she was just being polite.

"Do you know if the girls—my cousins—are witches?" I asked her, getting to the point

We all leaned in eagerly as she took a sip of her tea. When she placed the cup down, she stared each of us in the eye and said, "Yes, they are."

A breath we didn't know we kept went out of us at that moment. "What do we do, then?" Sarah asked.

"What do you mean?" Grandma asked, vaguely surprised.

We stared at her for a moment, and then I heard myself saying, "Their witches. Witches are evil. We kill evil things." I stopped, and I thought aloud, "I have no idea how to explain this to my parents…."

"Well, you could tell them the truth about us all!" Rory popped out. We all froze and turned to him with a, 'huh?' clearly written across our faces. "Although, they'll tell my parents I'm a vampire…. So don't! I'd be grounded forever!" He told us earnestly.

I shook my head and looked at grandma, and found she was silently laughing.

"Why are you laughing…?" Benny asked her gently and hesitantly.

"They aren't evil. And do you really want to kill your soulmate?"