"I don't?" She shook her head, her multicolored hair-pink, black, and green-shimmering around her shoulders. "Is this the way it's going to be from here on out? Because you're both vampire, you don't want me around."
"No. It's not like that. And ... we don't know if I'm vampire."
"You liked the taste of blood."
"That doesn't make me a vampire." Frustration built in Kylie's chest. But when she met Miranda's eyes and saw the insecurity lingering in her friend's eyes, Kylie stopped thinking about her own fears. "And for the record, I'm sorry I hurt your feelings. I didn't mean to do that."
"And for the record, neither did I," Della added, joining them in the corner.
"Wow," Miranda looked at Della. "That's almost an apology. And to a dyslexic witch."
"Don't push it," Della said.
"Fine." A smile lit up Miranda's eyes. "Let's make a pact that no matter what Kylie ends up being, no matter what happens, we'll always stick together."
Della snorted. "What planet have you been on? We already made that pact."
They started moving toward the door but stopped when Holiday called out Kylie's name.
"Can I see you a minute?" the camp leader asked.
Della and Miranda said they'd wait outside. Kylie walked over to Holiday.
"I know you want to talk about what happened tonight, but I'd like to get my talk with Burnett out of the way first. Is it okay if I stop by your cabin and we can chat in your room?"
Kylie remembered Holiday's comment about it being late. "If you'd like to wait and talk to me in the morning, we..."
"No." Holiday's brow wrinkled. "Don't you want to talk about this tonight?"
Kylie stopped trying to be polite. "Yeah, I would like to talk."
Holiday gave her a quick hug. "It's going to be okay."
While Kylie realized she wasn't as scared as she was earlier about the whole vampire possibility, there was still a whole heck of a lot of ambivalence bouncing around her insides. "I know." She smiled and hoped she sounded more confident than she felt.
When Kylie got back outside, everyone had disappeared except Miranda and Della, who sat in the big white rocking chairs on the office cabin's porch.
"What did she want?" Miranda asked.
"To tell me she's going to drop by the cabin in a few minutes to talk."
"To talk about what?" Della asked.
"Stuff." She didn't want to open up the whole vampire thing for another discussion with Della.
Miranda hopped up from her chair. "You guys ready?"
They walked down the trail to their cabin. Between the stars and moon, it wasn't too dark. The night sang out its song, of which Kylie was more than grateful. It was when the night music stopped that Kylie worried.
"I got kissed tonight," Miranda blurted out.
"Wow," Kylie said. "Perry finally made a move, huh?"
"About time that guy grew a pair of balls." Della giggled.
"It wasn't Perry." Miranda kicked at the dirt-worn path.
"Not Perry?" Kylie grabbed Miranda by the elbow. "Who was it?"