Hes probably in mortal babe heaven, Alexander said. I appreciate all youve done for him.
Me? It was nothing.
One other partygoer was not accounted for. Luna was missing. That could mean only one thing. Trouble.
It was late. Bottles and trash littered the backyard of the Mansion. Alexander and I forced our way through the reveling students. A large crowd had gathered around the gazebo. I pushed through to find Luna, several soccer snobs, and Sebastian sitting in a circle.
In the center, resting on its side, was the empty Transylvania 1972.
The students, unbeknownst to them, were playing a deadly game of spin the bottle.
We have to stop them, I said.
The game seems quite uneven. She must be up to something, Alexander said.
The crowd was hooping and hollering, and several guys had formed a line vying for a seat in the circle.
Were waiting our turn, a guy said to me.
Luna spun the bottle, and it landed on a soccer snob.
On the cheek, please, she said.
Are you kidding? Forget it. He got up and walked away.
She spun again. It landed on another soccer snob. On the cheek, please.
He gently gave her a slobbering kiss on the cheek, to the crowds delight. She made a face and wiped it off with her sleeve.
Luna twirled the bottle again. It landed on Sebastian.
On the cheek, I know, he said.
Luna made a deadly stare at Alexander, then gazed at Sebastian. On the neck, please, she said coyly.
Sebastian was stunned, and the crowd cheered.
She stood up and flipped back one of her pink Wednesday Addams braids to expose her porcelain flesh.
Luna put her waify arms around Sebastians waist.
We have to stop this, I said to Alexander. Hes going to bite her!
He better not! Alexander charged forward, but the cheering crowd grew larger, blocking our path to the gazebo.
Sebastian grinned and began to lean in to Luna.
I squeezed myself in between a pair of petite cheerleaders.
Sebastian smiled, revealing two shiny fangs. Lunas eyes closed and she leaned back with delight.
No! I screamed.
I jumped between Sebastian and Luna, but at the last moment someone pulled me back.
It was Jagger.
What are you doing? voices from the crowd yelled at me.