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I looked over at Lea.   When she smiled it was even scarier.   She was so quiet, sweet; this was totally not her nature.       “Mama said we were going to have a human girl in the house for a couple of weeks.   So we practiced cooking.   We actually went to a grocery store.” Her voice was sweet and girlish.
          “ Thank you .” I said.   “So why are you guys helping the werewolves?” I asked.
          Heather turned around to get a good view of me, “We do not help werewolves and werewolves do not help us.   We are only doing this for the boy in return for something.”
          “And what is that?” I asked.
          “That’s not for you to know.” She stated.
          I sat in silence for a while just wishing these two weeks with the vampires would go by in a flash so I could be with the gorgeous werewolf Carson Lund again.   The Ricolis were creeping me out a little.   Something like a horror movie waiting to happen.   We were in the heart of Dallas where tall buildings rose up like skyscrapers.   I could tell this was going to take a while because we had to keep stopping for lights and bikes and hideous random dogs.   Lights and noises were bombarding me from all directions it was so hard to have five minutes of piece.   Who knew that in two weeks I flew to a summer graduation program, fell in love with a werewolf, and taking refuge with four vampires.       Heather kept glancing back at me, and it was kind of weirding me out that Rifle was looking me up and down practically the whole time.   Jason kept driving and Lea kept rambling on about all the adventures we were going to have in her flower garden.   It was very hard to remember she was a blood-sucking vampire.
       
     
     
     
     
     
     
                                           Chapter 4
     
     
    “We’re almost there,” Lea kept on talking.   “I helped decorate your room to help lighten it up.”
          “Thanks,” I smiled patting her curly blonde hair.
          The vehicle pulled in to the drive of a pretty wealthy looking house.   I counted four stories.   There was a lot of towering glass windows.   The black stucco made it all the more majestic.   In the front was a huge water fountain with birds chirping all over it.   I don’t know what I expected but nothing like this.   Maybe some sort of lair.   On the red front door there was a huge sign that read, THE RICOLIS, and in smaller print underneath it said, NO SOLICITING.  
          “So what do you like to do?” Rifle asked as we headed up the path.
          “Swim I’m from California.” I said.
          “Do you compete?”
          “All the time before I went to Alaska.”
          “We have a swimming pool in the back maybe we could try sometimes.
     
          “Sure,” I sighed at the loveliness.   They had a swimming pool .       Inside the tall ceilinged , huge entryway, with black flooring, T.V. with lounge, pool table, a big chandelier hung up by all the other small lights casting prisons to dance on the walls.
          “So here we are,” Jason set down my bags.   “Rifle take Leslies stuff and show her to her room.”  
          I followed him up a staircase with bright white carpet and crystalline looking railing.   Finally to a yellow door that said Leslie Woods and a single blue flower taped right below.   He opened the door to a huge room with about ten windows, flowers covering every sill.   A single black rose was sitting on the bed amongst all the brightness with a letter tied to it.   I made a mental note to read that later.
          “So here we are,” Rifle sat down my stuff.   “Your home for two weeks. ”
          I never once forgot that this was only for two weeks because I was so desperate to be with Carson again.   They did go a little overboard with making me a good home.
          “Can I have a word with you real quick?” he