CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Vivian twirled the broken shard of wood in her hands. Jojo’s blood stained the jagged tip. On the floor before her lay a pile of dust; all that was left of her former friend.
She was furious. How dare Jojo think she could kick Vivian out of the g**g? Vivian had been the undisputed queen of the cheerleaders when she was alive and she sure as hell intended to be queen of them now she was a vampire! She’d kill every last one of them before she got demoted from the cool g**g.
Vivian shoved the makeshift weapon into her back pocket. If there were as many vampires out there as her friends seemed to think there were, she’d need a way to give herself the upper hand. That was something vampire Vivian shared in common with her former human self—the constant need to win.
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