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gardens.”
“What the hel is going on?” I shoved my hair back into its ponytail.
“It does seem rather sophisticated for the Hel-Blar ,” Jason muttered as we rounded the corner and came up against the wooden panel door. “Let’s go,” he cal ed out to the other students. “I’l take point.”
“But they’re outside too,” one of the ninth-grade boys said.
“We can’t stay here,” I told him. “Anyway, the tunnel leads far enough away, near the road and the van parked under the wil ow trees.”
“That broken-down, rusted old thing?”
“It only looks broken down,” I said grimly. “And there are two more vans hidden deeper in the woods. Now move.”
“Don’t argue, Joshua,” Lia said, shoving him to get him going. Her hands were trembling and her hairline was damp with sweat, but she was keeping it together. I turned my back to them, watching for Hel-Blar . We could hear their footsteps creaking through the ceiling. The old wooden floorboards were meant to be creaky like that, to teach us how to move quietly and give us fair warning if someone was sneaking around.
The light pouring through the windows was almost blinding. It should weaken them, but if they were in a battle frenzy they could stil do a considerable amount of damage before they realized they should retreat. The secret passageway door slammed open. I was stil guarding the rear so I had to look over my shoulder when I heard Kieran’s terse voice.
“Exit’s blocked,” he said.
“Crap,” I muttered. “Sophie, take my position,” I said, turning to stare at Kieran.
He was in regulation cargos, a strap of stakes over his good shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
“Talk later.”
“Bet your ass,” I muttered. “And what do you mean the exit’s blocked?”
“Dead end, Buffy,” Quinn said, coming out of the passageway behind Kieran. He looked just as gorgeous as ever, even covered in dust. His hair was loose, his eyes blue as fire.
I gaped at him. “What the hel are you doing here?”
“We came to rescue you.” He grinned at me as if we were alone at a candlelit dinner, his fangs gleaming like ivory daggers.
“You do realize you’re in a vampire hunter school, right?”
“He’s a vampire!” The eleventh-grade floor monitor flung a stake at Quinn. Quinn snarled, leaning to the right until his torso was practical y paral el to the floor. The stake thudded into the wal .
“Stand down!” I yel ed as Kieran stepped in front of Quinn. “He’s a Drake! And an al y.”
There was a startled pause, then grumbling and frantic whispers.
“You know him?” Jason stared at me as if I’d just grown an extra head.
“Kieran, you’re fraternizing with the enemy now?” Sophie snapped.
“He’s a vampire,” Simon muttered. He was in eleventh grade now and already covered in scars. And he was built like a big blond Viking. “What are we waiting for?”
“He’s a Drake,” I repeated. “And Hart’s signed a treaty with them so stand the hel down or I wil put you down.”
“It’s not right, is al I’m saying. In case you two haven’t noticed, we kil vampires.
Kind of under attack right now.”
Kieran snorted. “I’m not going to let you kil my girlfriend’s brother, so get over it.”
“You real y are dating a vampire?” Sophie goggled at him. “Dude.” I stood very pointedly next to Kieran, blocking Quinn. He was close enough that I could feel the coolness of his body, the noticeable absence of his breath on the back of my neck. It should have creeped me out. I was kind of surprised that it didn’t.
“Look, could we debate the bigotry of this organization at some other time?” I bit out. “Quinn’s not our problem right now. As Simon pointed out, the Hel-Blar are.” I lifted my chin, glaring down at everyone. “And Kieran outranks us al , so shut up and fol ow orders or I’m handing out demerits.”
“Can you do that now?” Kieran whispered at me.
“I have no idea,” I
“What the hel is going on?” I shoved my hair back into its ponytail.
“It does seem rather sophisticated for the Hel-Blar ,” Jason muttered as we rounded the corner and came up against the wooden panel door. “Let’s go,” he cal ed out to the other students. “I’l take point.”
“But they’re outside too,” one of the ninth-grade boys said.
“We can’t stay here,” I told him. “Anyway, the tunnel leads far enough away, near the road and the van parked under the wil ow trees.”
“That broken-down, rusted old thing?”
“It only looks broken down,” I said grimly. “And there are two more vans hidden deeper in the woods. Now move.”
“Don’t argue, Joshua,” Lia said, shoving him to get him going. Her hands were trembling and her hairline was damp with sweat, but she was keeping it together. I turned my back to them, watching for Hel-Blar . We could hear their footsteps creaking through the ceiling. The old wooden floorboards were meant to be creaky like that, to teach us how to move quietly and give us fair warning if someone was sneaking around.
The light pouring through the windows was almost blinding. It should weaken them, but if they were in a battle frenzy they could stil do a considerable amount of damage before they realized they should retreat. The secret passageway door slammed open. I was stil guarding the rear so I had to look over my shoulder when I heard Kieran’s terse voice.
“Exit’s blocked,” he said.
“Crap,” I muttered. “Sophie, take my position,” I said, turning to stare at Kieran.
He was in regulation cargos, a strap of stakes over his good shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
“Talk later.”
“Bet your ass,” I muttered. “And what do you mean the exit’s blocked?”
“Dead end, Buffy,” Quinn said, coming out of the passageway behind Kieran. He looked just as gorgeous as ever, even covered in dust. His hair was loose, his eyes blue as fire.
I gaped at him. “What the hel are you doing here?”
“We came to rescue you.” He grinned at me as if we were alone at a candlelit dinner, his fangs gleaming like ivory daggers.
“You do realize you’re in a vampire hunter school, right?”
“He’s a vampire!” The eleventh-grade floor monitor flung a stake at Quinn. Quinn snarled, leaning to the right until his torso was practical y paral el to the floor. The stake thudded into the wal .
“Stand down!” I yel ed as Kieran stepped in front of Quinn. “He’s a Drake! And an al y.”
There was a startled pause, then grumbling and frantic whispers.
“You know him?” Jason stared at me as if I’d just grown an extra head.
“Kieran, you’re fraternizing with the enemy now?” Sophie snapped.
“He’s a vampire,” Simon muttered. He was in eleventh grade now and already covered in scars. And he was built like a big blond Viking. “What are we waiting for?”
“He’s a Drake,” I repeated. “And Hart’s signed a treaty with them so stand the hel down or I wil put you down.”
“It’s not right, is al I’m saying. In case you two haven’t noticed, we kil vampires.
Kind of under attack right now.”
Kieran snorted. “I’m not going to let you kil my girlfriend’s brother, so get over it.”
“You real y are dating a vampire?” Sophie goggled at him. “Dude.” I stood very pointedly next to Kieran, blocking Quinn. He was close enough that I could feel the coolness of his body, the noticeable absence of his breath on the back of my neck. It should have creeped me out. I was kind of surprised that it didn’t.
“Look, could we debate the bigotry of this organization at some other time?” I bit out. “Quinn’s not our problem right now. As Simon pointed out, the Hel-Blar are.” I lifted my chin, glaring down at everyone. “And Kieran outranks us al , so shut up and fol ow orders or I’m handing out demerits.”
“Can you do that now?” Kieran whispered at me.
“I have no idea,” I
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