After years of bullying in high school, vampire-obsessed bi freshman Violet wants a different college experience—the low-stakes kind. But when her hot roommate, Liz, comes home mouth covered in blood the night a student is murdered, Violet has to prove that Liz is a vampire—and that Violet doesn’t still want to kiss her despite that—or she may be next.
I think I’m going to throw up.
It’s a humid August day in rural New Hampshire, the sun beating down on the crown of my head. My parents and I are standing bumper to bumper in a never ending line of other freshmen and their parents, waiting to get the keys for my dorm room. All this song and dance so I can start a new chapter of my life.
That’s what my mom says every time someone mentions me going to Branwood. A New Chapter, like my life is some sort of novel with pages upon pages of words for me to read. In actuality, she’s probably trying to cope with her oldest daughter moving eight hours away for the next four years.
“So, sport, you excited?” Dad asks as he leans on one of the extra large, mustard yellow suitcases we brought all the way from home.
Dad has a habit of asking questions I can never give the answers to, at least not truthfully. What he wants me to say is “Yes, I’m so excited I can hardly stand it.” Unfortunately, that’s not the case.
I pick at my cuticles, my heart in my throat, mentally preparing to swallow the bile as soon as it makes its ugly appearance. While my two younger sisters are the pictures of athleticism and musical talent respectively, I was blessed with a hefty case of Generalized Anxiety Disorder.