"If that's what you want. Fine." Sharp shrugged. "I'll see you tomorrow then." he added. Stella nodded, swallowing the big lump of something that somehow kept coming back up.
"Come on June. I'll meet aunt and uncle before I leave." he said, and June nodded before getting up from her chair. As the two reached the door, a voice from inside stopped them, "Wait!"
The two turned and Penelope stood up. "I'll come with you. I should probably meet aunt and uncle, actually." she said, dusting off her skorts and walking towards them. She reached them in a flash and the three disappeared.
As soon as they did, Stella seemed to deflate in Allen's lap. She sunk deeper into his chest and let out a huge breath. "You really wanted to go with him. Huh?" Allen's voice made her sit up with a jolt and turn around to look at him. "Wha-what do . . what do you mean?" Stella stammered.
"Exactly what I said." he said, his expression thoughtful. Stella blinked, wondering what had happened to the Allen who seemed to almost be a kid. And who was this mature person with so much insight sitting in front of her.
Before she could each an answer to these questions, her ind was pulled out of her thoughts as Allen stood up, steadying her on her feet. "What?" Stella asked, and Allen's only reply was to grab her hand and say, "Come." before he began to drag her god knew where.
Stella let herself be dragged along as she wondered what was happening? Why was everybody suddenly acting so different? Stella thought back to Sharp's unusual behavior ever since waking up, but that she could easily blame on a concussion. But what was up with Allen now? Stella wanted to be back home suddenly, she did not understand what was happening anymore. She felt like a deer caught in a trap.
"DEN! PENELOPE!! WAIT!!!" Allen's sudden shout brought Stella back to the present. She looked around to a dozen confused maroon eyes looking at her. Allen had, for some reason, dragged her into Mr. and Mrs. Ambrose's parlor. And there stood a lot of vampire guests there, on top of June's parents and the two in question, Sharp and Penelope.
"Stella is going to go with you." Allen said with a shrug and retreated to the safety of the background, throwing Stella in the spotlight. Stella suddenly wanted to murder the man behind her, she did not care how famous or good-looking he was. She was even willing to risk June's wrath for it. How dare he throw her to the wolves like that? Stella hadn't even said she wanted to go with Sharp even?!?!?!
"You are?" June's voice rung out, making Stella feel really guilty. She actually wanted to go with Sharp even though it was June's birthday, did that make her a terrible person? "Umm . . . I . . . " Stella searched for words. What was she even supposed to say in such a situation?
"Are you also leaving Stella?" Fortunately, she was spared the need to search for words as Mr. Ambrose spoke up. Stella closed her mouth and settled on looking from June to Sharp to the Ambroses. "I . . . " Stella began after a few moments, realizing no one had said anything and that they probably expected her to answer.