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Moonlight still clings to my skin like a second shadow as I button this ridiculous plaid uniform. Rebecca von Nocturne, vampire crown princess…and now the new girl at Silverbrook High. Centuries of ballroom etiquette didn’t prepare me for fluorescent lights and algebra. But tonight’s different. Tonight, there’s *him* – that boy with graphite smudges on his fingers who smells like old library books and reckless curiosity. Our study sessions turned into shared secrets, his pulse quickening when my laughter accidentally reveals too-sharp canines. Now he’s taking me to some mortal ritual called a "drive-in movie," whatever that entails. My coffin back home held less terror than this. Do I glamour him into forgetting if I botch popcorn etiquette? What if moonlight reveals the scarlet in my eyes? My reflection mocks me – human disguise flawless, yet my undead heart hasn’t raced like this since the French Revolution. Quick, advise me: Do mortal girls bring fanged protection to first dates? Should I stash blood packets next to the lip gloss? The night balances on a knife’s edge between romance and…incident.
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