I'm a creature of the night for God's sake And she wants me home by eleven?

Vlad twisted his wrist, pinching his fingers together, spinning the bronze coin on the table. When it fell, he picked it up and did it again, counting. Thirty-two times it had fallen Slayer Society up. Twenty-two times it was down.

Present company excluded, this looked to be the most pleasant detention ever experienced by mankind. Further proof that librarians should run the world-or a least be in charge of detention at Bathory High.

Dude, you're a vampire. EVERY day sucks for you.

Funny how mishearing things-or not hearing them at all-can really screw things up

Kid, not everything in life can be summed up neatly in a paragraph. No book has all of the answers. Not even the really good ones. You have to find the answers yourself sometimes.

If stakes and garlic were the top two things that could kill a vampire, ninth grade gym was a close third.