If he wanted attitude, then that’s exactly what he’d get. Shockingly he touched my cheek with the back of his hand, giving me a provocative smile before looking forward at the road again. How could Gretchen want to give him up for Andy? He was a geek compared to Sully. I wondered if there was more to the story than she was telling me? If Sully really had distanced himself so much that she knew it was a lost cause to even try.
CHAPTER TWO
Hanover High parking lot overflowed with cars for the Fall Harvest Dance when we pulled in, with many still working their way into it. Multicolored lights flashed sporadically through the gymnasium’s windows, showing us that the festivities had already started. A line of students had formed by the entrance at a long table, set up with none other than Bernadette Harris and Cricket Anderson who were taking names of everyone before they entered the building, and handing out what looked like raffle tickets.
When Sully and I approached together Bernadette did an obvious double take.
“Oh, if it isn’t Sully and…” I smiled sarcastically at her, lifting my eyebrows and waiting for her to say more. “Adelay? Oh, is Davin through with you already so his brother decided to pick up his leftovers?”
Sully felt me jerk, and snagged my arms, pulling me into him, just as I was about to strangle her from across the table. I swallowed coolly.
“The only one considered leftovers here is you, by the entire senior class. He’ll be here though, and yes, he’ll be here for me not you. Sorry to burst your little bubble of hope.”
She rolled her eyes at me, thrusting two raffle tickets into Sully’s hand. Cricket watched me, wisely not uttering a word.
Sully moved his hand gently, pushing into my lower back to nudge me forwards through the front doors. I walked past the two with my head held high, and very, very happy with myself.
“Well, Davin was right, there’s never a dull moment with you.”
“Hey, I did not start that. She’s a stuck-up bitch that needs to be knocked off her high horse.”
“Well in front of the school is not the best place to do that. Hanging around vampires for the past few months, you should already know that witnesses are not the best things to have around. Quite frankly, I think you bruised her ego worse with your words anyways. She’ll sit there and stew, knowing that Davin is still with you and she has no chance in hell.”
Well, that definitely boosted my ego a little more. We continued together into the crowded gymnasium of people dancing to The Sweet’s, The Ballroom Blitz, that was loudly playing from large black speakers sitting on the DJ’s portable stage. The entire room was decorated in silver and ice blue, giving the area a winter atmosphere -as if it wasn’t winter enough outside.
Thousands of tiny Christmas lights wrapped in sheer white organza hung from the ceiling and bordered the entrances, along with huge sparkly snowflakes randomly suspended from the roof.
Placed around the gym were towering fake trees painted white with no leaves, and dusted in silver glitter with again, white Christmas lights wrapped around their naked branches. One big round illuminated moon was on the far wall from a projector hidden somewhere in the gym. For a true effect, all you had to do to was look outside to see the real full moon that was partially hidden behind some dark clouds, looking to be threatening some kind of yucky winter storm. I had to admit it was pretty impressive for a school dance.
I scanned the room for Gretchen and Sarah, who spotted me just as my eyes landed on them over by the snack bar. Gretchen flailed her arms, signaling me over to where they were standing. I looked at Sully, who looked extremely uncomfortable crammed inside here with hundreds of teenagers.
Honestly, so was I. His hand was firmly placed on my arm, making his arm push into my lower back.
I shrugged myself away from him and headed towards Gretchen and Sarah. Sully trailed behind me a few seconds later still looking unimpressed with the scenery.
“You look amazing Adelay! I love your dress.”
Sarah’s mouth was full of food, so she only nodded her head in agreement.
Sully examined me up and down with ache in his eyes, then gritted his teeth before smiling, making me blush.
“Thanks, Gretch, so do you.”
She giggled. She did look cute, and, as always, quite pixyish in her canary-yellow, spaghetti strap dress that came to her knees, along with bright pink heels and a bright pink clip to match her adorable shoes. I watched the way Gretchen gazed at Sully with rejection hidden behind her artificial laugh.
Robbie and Andy approached us, each with their hands full of cups with punch, and one more was held between Robbie’s teeth.
“Here, Adelay,” he mumbled, thrusting one of the cups towards me.
I took it from him, so that he could take the third one out of his mouth before it fell out. He handed Sully the one in his right hand, keeping the one in his left for himself.
“I don’t drink juice.” Sully murmured snidely under his breath.
“It’s not just juice, I added a little something extra.” Mischievously raising both eyebrows a few times, he opened the jacket he was wearing over his button up shirt, showing a vodka bottle tucked away in the inside pocket.
“Ahh, even better.” Sully still had a rude tone in his voice that Robbie brushed off.
“Thank you, Robbie. That was very nice of you. You do know if you get caught you won’t be graduating right?”
“Ehh.” He shrugged. “I only spiked our drinks. I used my James Bond skills to sneak it into the
