Erica's POV

Erica had finally ditched her mom and was making her way to meet up with Jesse and his flock. Everything had been so much easier since Jesse's return to Whitechapel. She had missed him.

The only problem was, Sarah was all stressed out about Jesse and didn't want to talk to anybody about it. Even her best friend.

"She probably thinks that I'll blab it all to Jesse," thought Erica. "I would never do that."

Jesse had sent her out to do some scouting for new vampires. That was the only reason she'd even bothered to meet the new neighbors.

Abbey seemed cool, but not vampire material. She reminded her of Sarah and assuming she was also like Sarah, she'd fight the urge to turn too.

But who was Erica to decide who was vampire material or not? That was Jesse's job. He might actually like that she's like Sarah. Who knew?

Erica finally arrived at the graveyard where they were meeting. She walked over towards the grave where the Cubile Animus had been dug up. When she drew near, she was greeted by others of the group.

"Hey, Erica!" one of the vampires called out to her, she couldn't remember his name.

"Hey guys," she greets. "Long time no see, huh?"

Jesse wasn't there yet. Of course. He loved to keep people waiting.

"Why are we even here?" someone asks.

"Hush, fledgling," one of the vampires answers. "Jesse will be here soon."

A few minutes later, Jesse decided to grace them with his presence.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Jesse apologizes. "I was hungry and dinner decided to try to fight back."

There where appreciative sounds from the group.

"Anyway," Jesse says. "I called this meeting because there is a new girl in town, and I asked Erica to do some scouting." Jesse locks eyes with Erica. "And I would like to know how that went."

Erica took a deep breath.

"How do I begin?" she thought.

"Her name is Abbey. She's seventeen and I don't think that you should bite her." Erica added in that last part quickly, hoping Jesse hadn't heard it. She was wrong.

"And why is that?" asks Jesse.

"She reminds me too much of Sarah."

Jesse's eyes lit up at Erica's answer.

"How?"

"Personality wise," Erica explains. "I feel like if you were to bite her, she'd be just as hard-headed as Sarah was about turning."

"I think that's for me to decide," he says, starting to get angry.

Erica looks down and nods.

"I assume that we'll meet her tomorrow?" Jesse asks.

"Yes," Erica admits.

Jesse had come back to Whitechapel High and continued to disguise his group as 'the drama club,' and needless to say, Sarah and the dork squad were not very happy.

Abbey's POV

I was sitting on my bed watching reruns of American Idol and laughing at all of the people who thought they were amazing singers, but actually sucked. I only did this when I was feeling bad or nervous. It helped me feel better because it reminded me of how they had humiliated themselves on national TV and I was glad I wasn't them.

I looked over at the clock. 11:30 PM. Better go to bed. If my mom knew that I had stayed up this late, she'd kill me.

I was grateful that we had all of our furniture brought to the house a couple of days before we moved in. Otherwise, I'd probably be sleeping on an air mattress on the floor.

I turn off the TV and crawl into bed, feeling the softness of my bed envelop me. I was tired from the long drive, but my brain was too keyed up to allow any sleep.

Thoughts kept running through my head, What's this new school going to be like? Am I going to make any new friends? Will I fit in, or will I be ostracized for being new?

My brain kept running those thoughts through my head all night, making sleep impossible and making me dread the day that was coming even more.

Finally, after hours of tossing and turning, and trying to get my brain to shut up, I somehow managed to slip into a dreamless sleep.