Vlad decided that teachers' ideas were a lot like bunches of garlic-intriguing from afar, but up close sadly sickening and, if you weren't careful, DEADLY.

I drive well! Says who your mom? No actually, she won't even get in the car with me.

Someday, my young friend, you'll find out that girls are actually people too. Just like you and me.

Vlad had found himself longing to encounter those of his own kind, to travel to the streets of Elysia-that far away world, but after a while it seemed more of a fairy tale than anything else. Like Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, only with fangs.

It was tough attempting to be social with people who'd rather pretend you didn't exist.

A crease found it's way onto Joss's forehead. Because he was certain that Sirus was wrong. Girls were more complicated than boys. Girls communicated in a language that only they understood. And Joss wasn't sure at all that he would ever understand them.

Getting staked had been a hard lesson in choosing one's friends wisely.