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the door to her class, and the smallest of smiles lit up her face as our gazes connected. It made me feel strangely hot, like I had a fever or something, but that didn’t necessarily mean anything. It was just the damned Texas heat, that’s all.
At least that’s what I was going to tell myself.
***
I was sitting in my last class of the day when my phone started beeping with a load of incoming messages. I discreetly pulled it out to check what was going on, and I nearly lost it as I opened the Matcher app.
WHAT THE HELL LOGAN??
I WILL KILL YOU, YOU JACKASS
I could barely hold back my laughter as I started replying to Sasha. It had taken her several hours to notice she had blood-red teeth...a great success in the prank department. She must’ve been furious, but I couldn’t help teasing her some more.
I shot back a text: Please don’t suck my blood :(
No one even told me all day! Oh my god, I am going to die of embarrassment, she replied.
But you’re already dead! Need company in your coffin tonight?
I HATE YOU
Don’t worry, I threw out all the garlic…sis.
Fine, be like that! Game on…bro
I’m no match for a vampire!
Actually, you are a match for me, according to this app :)
I grinned at her reply, feeling like a fool.
“Something you want to share with the class, Logan?”
I jerked my head up from my phone. My professor was right next to me, his tone clipped as he stared down at me. I shook my head with a grin and pocketed my phone.
It was official. Living with Sasha was going to be fun as hell…
Chapter 7
Sasha
I couldn’t believe Logan had pranked me. Actually, no…I could. I did believe he was capable of pulling every nasty prank one could imagine, even if it was as horrible as having me gargle that godawful colored mouthwash. The cunning bastard had obviously sneaked food dye into it.
What was strange was the fact that nobody had even told me for the whole damn day. God, w hat everybody must have been thinking of me! I couldn’t let him get away with this so easily, so it was time for me to escalate our silly little prank war. As immature as it was, it was honestly kinda fun. I just had to think of something that would not only serve Logan right but also scare the shit out of him.
And it totally had to be something more embarrassing, of course.
As I walked back to my spacious new home, my mind raced like crazy, trying to think of something, but right now, my mind was officially completely blank.
“Hey, you’re back, sis. ” Logan’s voice hit my ears as I stepped into the living room, and I looked up to see him sprawled on the couch with a wide grin on his face.
I couldn’t wait to wipe away that smarmy smile from his arrogant—and yet still devastatingly handsome—face. “Should I ask Martha to give you a pint of blood for dinner? Is B-positive all right for you?” he asked me with mock concern.
I feigned an angry expression. If he thought I was actually really pissed about the red teeth prank, he might think the prank war was over, and he’d never see my next one coming…
“Oh, screw you, Logan. Joke’s over.” I brushed past the sofa and took the stairs two steps at a time to my room.
“Sure, sis. What fun that would be with you…”
I heard Logan calling out to me as I left, but I didn’t answer and then shut my bedroom door with more force than usual, still putting up the pretense that I was really mad.
I threw my bag on the bed and went over to the dressing table mirror. The furniture in my new room was beautiful; some sort of French antique wooden arrangement, and I couldn’t believe my luck to be living somewhere like this. The whole house was wonderful, and George was incredibly generous for giving us so much and letting us live here with him. Speaking of George, I hadn’t exactly been here long, but I’d already gotten the distinct impression that he and Logan weren’t on the best terms. I vaguely wondered why as I inspected a chipped fingernail
At least that’s what I was going to tell myself.
***
I was sitting in my last class of the day when my phone started beeping with a load of incoming messages. I discreetly pulled it out to check what was going on, and I nearly lost it as I opened the Matcher app.
WHAT THE HELL LOGAN??
I WILL KILL YOU, YOU JACKASS
I could barely hold back my laughter as I started replying to Sasha. It had taken her several hours to notice she had blood-red teeth...a great success in the prank department. She must’ve been furious, but I couldn’t help teasing her some more.
I shot back a text: Please don’t suck my blood :(
No one even told me all day! Oh my god, I am going to die of embarrassment, she replied.
But you’re already dead! Need company in your coffin tonight?
I HATE YOU
Don’t worry, I threw out all the garlic…sis.
Fine, be like that! Game on…bro
I’m no match for a vampire!
Actually, you are a match for me, according to this app :)
I grinned at her reply, feeling like a fool.
“Something you want to share with the class, Logan?”
I jerked my head up from my phone. My professor was right next to me, his tone clipped as he stared down at me. I shook my head with a grin and pocketed my phone.
It was official. Living with Sasha was going to be fun as hell…
Chapter 7
Sasha
I couldn’t believe Logan had pranked me. Actually, no…I could. I did believe he was capable of pulling every nasty prank one could imagine, even if it was as horrible as having me gargle that godawful colored mouthwash. The cunning bastard had obviously sneaked food dye into it.
What was strange was the fact that nobody had even told me for the whole damn day. God, w hat everybody must have been thinking of me! I couldn’t let him get away with this so easily, so it was time for me to escalate our silly little prank war. As immature as it was, it was honestly kinda fun. I just had to think of something that would not only serve Logan right but also scare the shit out of him.
And it totally had to be something more embarrassing, of course.
As I walked back to my spacious new home, my mind raced like crazy, trying to think of something, but right now, my mind was officially completely blank.
“Hey, you’re back, sis. ” Logan’s voice hit my ears as I stepped into the living room, and I looked up to see him sprawled on the couch with a wide grin on his face.
I couldn’t wait to wipe away that smarmy smile from his arrogant—and yet still devastatingly handsome—face. “Should I ask Martha to give you a pint of blood for dinner? Is B-positive all right for you?” he asked me with mock concern.
I feigned an angry expression. If he thought I was actually really pissed about the red teeth prank, he might think the prank war was over, and he’d never see my next one coming…
“Oh, screw you, Logan. Joke’s over.” I brushed past the sofa and took the stairs two steps at a time to my room.
“Sure, sis. What fun that would be with you…”
I heard Logan calling out to me as I left, but I didn’t answer and then shut my bedroom door with more force than usual, still putting up the pretense that I was really mad.
I threw my bag on the bed and went over to the dressing table mirror. The furniture in my new room was beautiful; some sort of French antique wooden arrangement, and I couldn’t believe my luck to be living somewhere like this. The whole house was wonderful, and George was incredibly generous for giving us so much and letting us live here with him. Speaking of George, I hadn’t exactly been here long, but I’d already gotten the distinct impression that he and Logan weren’t on the best terms. I vaguely wondered why as I inspected a chipped fingernail
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