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And face it, being hot? That was what life was all about. As Monica had proved, when the world had wobbled off its axis for a few seconds to notice Claire, and then wobbled right back to revolve around the pretty ones. Graduated with a perfect 4. Except that, of course, at those schools, there were probablyhot tall leggybrainiac mutant girl-freaks.
Mom and Dad had taken one look at the stack of enthusiastic thumbs-up replies from universities like MIT and Caltech and Yale, and clamped down hard.
At least not at first. Claire had tried, unsuccessfully, to get across the concept that if anything would kill her budding academic career worse than being a transfer student at one of those places, it was being a transfer student fromTexasPrairieUniversity.
Otherwise known as TPEwwwwwww. I had a plan! An actual plan! Monica slept late, and Claire had gotten up early just to do laundry while all the party crowd was comatose and the studious crowd was off to classes.
As she bit back her sobs, she noticed—again—how quiet it was up here. Creepy and deserted, with half the girls deep asleep and the other half gone.
Even when it was crowded and buzzing, the dorm was creepy, though. Old, decrepit, full of shadows and corners and places mean girls could lurk. In fact, that summed up the whole town. Morganville was small and old and dusty, full of creepy little oddities. Like the fact that the streetlights worked only half the time, and they were too far apart when they did. Like the way the people in the local campus stores seemedtoo happy.
Desperately happy. Like the fact that the whole town, despite the dust, wasclean —no trash, no graffiti, nobody begging for spare change in alleyways. Mom always said things like that, and Claire had always done her best to hide how hard it was to follow that advice. Nothing to do but try to get her stuff back. Claire gulped a couple more times, wiped her eyes, and hauled the arm-twisting weight of her backpack up and over her shoulder. She stared for a few seconds at the wet pair of panties and one sock clutched in her right hand, then hastily unzipped the front pocket of the backpack and stuffed them in.
Man, that would kill whatever cool she had left, if she walked around carrying those.
The Dumpster diver. Something was telling her to run, but something always told her that: And she was tired offlighting. Soldiers in flip-flops and low-rise jeans and French manicures. Monica struck a pose. It was something she was good at, Claire had to admit. Nearly six feet tall, Monica had flowing, shiny black hair, and big blue eyes accented with just the right amount of liner and mascara.
One of those model-shaped faces, all cheekbones andpouty lips. What did, though—what made those big blue eyes glow right now—was the idea of tormenting Claire just a little more. Jennifer laughed with her.
Claire swore their eyes, their pretty jewel-colored eyes, just glowed with the joy of making her feel like shit. The ones she left cluttering up the washer? Monica, annoyed, turned and shoved her.
She lunged forward and shoved Claire back a step, toward the stairs. Claire scrambled to steady herself. The heavy backpack pulled her off-balance, and she grabbed on to the banister. Where do you think you get off, doing things like that around here?
She never saw the punch coming. She hit the edge of every stair, all the way to the bottom. Her backpack broke open and spilled books as she tumbled, and at the top of the stairs Monica and theMonickettes laughed and hooted and high- fived, but she saw it only in disconnected little jerks of motion, freeze-frames.
It seemed to take forever before she skidded to a stop at the bottom, and then her head hit the wall with a nasty, meaty sound, and everything went black. She later remembered only one more thing, in the darkness: Erica looked pale and strained and scared, and Claire tried to smile, because that was what you did when somebody was scared.
There was a red-hot ache near the top, and when she reached up to touch it she felt a hard raised knot. No blood, though. It hurt worse when she probed the spot, but not in an oh-my-God-skull-fracture kind of way, or at least that was what she hoped.
Claire risked a quick look past her up the stairs, then down.
The coast looked Monica-clear. Claire got to her feet, winced at a sore ankle, and picked up her backpack. Notebooks tumbled out. Erica grabbed a couple and jammed them back in, then ran lightly up a few steps to gather the scattered textbooks.
How many classes do you have in a day? You look like crap. Tonight,Monica had leaned over and whispered. At 16, she is a university freshman and having awful dorm problems. In fact, in the first chapter, she is beaten by a group of mean girls, thrown down the stairs, and warned that she would be killed next time she is seen around the campus.
She is unconscious for a while, and when she is found by another student, nobody calls the police. Even the campus doctor who checks Claire's many bruises, split lip OK, I tried reading it, I just can't download into the premise Claire Danvers is a prodigy student.
Even the campus doctor who checks Claire's many bruises, split lip and sprained ankle, doesn't ask any questions. Claire's solution to this life-threatening problem is to find another place to live, off campus.
She finds an ad in a local paper in which 3 students are looking for a roommate. The 3 are nice people and they agree to take in Claire at least temporarily. In the new house she is told that the town they all live - Morganville - is run by vampires. The next day a cop comes to Claire's new residence, looking for her.