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Stella "Do you know how to drive a car?" Evan asks me. I shrug. "Ashley made me drive her a couple of times in her parent's car to cheerleader practices, but her parents never paid for any driving lessons. I don't have a license either." "That's okay. If we get pulled over, I will compel the police to leave us the f**k alone..." Evan winces. "God, I have a bad headache." I snort in amusement. Evan lifts an eyebrow. "What is so funny?" "Well... You're a vampire, and you're using god's name? I thought you were all evil Satanists." "I'm not," Evan grimaces while packing blood bags into a bag stolen from the hotel room. "We will have to use blankets to make a shaded area for me in the car. I'm so thankful that most of the windows are tinted." "You won't die in the sun, right?" "No..