He looked at the card. Just then Stormy hopped down the stairs.
"Hi, Raven," she said.
"Hi, Stormy."
"This is for you, Miss Athena," Jameson said.
Her dark eyes lit up.
"Are they from you, Raven?" she asked.
"No," I said. "I found them on the stoop."
"Perhaps they are from a secret admirer," the Creepy Man teased with a toothy smile.
kgn= hoppeShe looked at three purple carnations wrapped in baby's breath. "They're so pretty," she cooed.
Alexander came down the staircase in a tight pair of black jeans and a white T-shirt, his hair still slightly damp from showering.
"I got a bouquet of flowers," Stormy said, rushing to him.
"From Raven?" Alexander asked.
"No," I said again. I was starting to feel bad that they weren't from me.
Alexander tried to snatch the card.
"No - it's mine," Stormy said, and hurried into the formal living room and flung herself down on the sofa.
"Read it out loud," Alexander said as we followed her. "We're all dying to know." She took out the card. "'Hope when you see the stars you think of us - in a good way.
Sincerely, Billy and Henry'"
Wow. I didn't know my brother had it in him.
Stormy batted her glittery eyelashes. She was really touched by the gesture.
She didn't have to say a word. Her expression was that of a smitten girl who was touched to have received flowers from two boys.
"We shall put them in a vase," Jameson said.
"Yes, we must!" Stormy said. She jumped off the sofa and quickly headed for the kitchen as the butler followed slowly behind her.
I could tell Stormy was feeling lonely for people her own age. But I also knew she liked my brother and his friend.
"That was really cool of your brother," Alexander said. "Maybe it's best for now that I keep her busy here?" But keeping them apart was as bad as forcing two people together. We needed to let Stormy make her own decision.
Stormy returned with the vase of flowers. "I'm going to put them in my room," she said, but then stopped before she reached the staircase. She spun around and came over to me. "Do you think Billy will be going to the haunted house at the Crypt? Luna told me all about it."
"No," I said, not imagining my brother stepping foot in the Crypt. "I think he and Henry are going trick-or-treating."
"Oh..." she said, disappointed. She sighed like a deflating balloon. "I was hoping I could see him there." She started for the stairs once more, then doubled back again to me. "Uh ... do you think? I know it's rude to ask."
"No, go ahead," I said, putting my hand on her shoulder.
"Do you think I can go trick-or-treating instead?"
"You'd rather do that than go to the Crypt?" Alexander asked.
"We practically live in a haunted house," she said with a laugh. "I can see that every day. Besides, I'd like to hang out with Billy and Henry. Please?" I looked to Alexander for his approval.
"If Billy and Henry say it's okay," he replied. "You'd probably have more fun with them."
"I think those flowers are your answer," I said, "but I'll check with him for sure." Naturally, Halloween was one of my favorite times of the year. I wish it could have been celebrated three hundred and sixty-five days a year. I'd never grow tired of it, as it seemed as if everyone in town was in a good and giving mood.
Jagger had closed part of the Crypt for a few days so he could fix it up for the haunted house, but the dance floor was open. A few nights later, Alexander, Jagger had closed part of the Crypt for a few days so he could fix it up for the haunted house, but the dance floor was open. A few nights later, Alexander, Stormy, and I headed over.
We were getting ready to hit the dance floor when I spotted Jagger. I waved him over.
"So when can we see what you are up to?" I asked Jagger. I was longing to get any information about it that I could before Halloween night came. I wanted to be in the know.
"You'll see on Halloween," he said with a sultry voice. "And not a day before. You want to be scared, don't you?"
"Will it be open to everyone?" I asked.
"You mean you? Or vampires?"
"I mean all of us."
"It will be open to the locals. I think that includes you. Will you be coming?" he asked Stormy.
"I'm hoping to go trick-or-treating," she said.
"What? You have to come here and see me!" Luna said.
"I know," she said. "But I'm going trick-or-treating with some friends."
"Friends?" she asked. "And who would they be?"
"Uh, just some kids I met." It was unclear why she wasn't telling Luna who they were. I figured perhaps because one of them was my brother and she didn't want Luna to feel competitive with me.
"Well, if you're not coming to the Crypt, then we should at least shop together and help pick out Halloween costumes."
"But what about Raven?" Stormy asked.
"Raven? I'm not sure that's a good idea. She'd be a third wheel," she whispered.
Stormy squirmed. I could tell she was struggling with including me in her and Luna's adventure.
"I think we vampire girls should stick together," Luna said, her pink lips triumphantly stretching across her porcelain face.
Stormy took a breath and looked up at Luna. "I think it will be fun to shop together, but I want to go with Raven as well." Luna's smile turned into a frown. She was stunned by Stormy's declaration. "Well," she said, "I think we'll talk more about this later," she said. "I have to go see Romeo." Then Luna spun away from us and headed to the bar.
"I didn't mean to hurt her feelings," Stormy said, looking at me. "I was just being honest."
"I think she'll get over it," I said, secretly knowing she wouldn't.
Chapter 11 Prada-Bees
The following day at school, the students were abuzz about Jagger's haunted house.
"Jagger is going to have a haunted house at the Crypt. I can't wait. I know it will be a real scream!" I heard a Prada-bee say in the hallway.
"I know I'll faint for sure," her friend squealed as they grabbed books from their lockers.
"Well, maybe Trevor can catch you," another teased.
"Don't you know?" the first girl, Heather, asked. "He's been hanging out with that skank - the one with over-dyed scarlet hair and tattoos instead of jewelry."