The Good Life

"What do you think of the name Agenta?" my best friend, Kate, asked me as we sat at her kitchen table.
"It's pretty . . . But what's it mean?" I wondered as I took a sip of my coffee.

"Pure."
"It's nice," I agreed, "But I kind of like Livania. Plus it sounds almost human . . . And you could call her Livvy."

"And what if it's a boy," said Domingo, Kate's boyfriend, as he strode into the kitchen.
"He's got a point," I agreed.

"If it's a boy we should name him after my dad," Kate said, "Vulcan."
"Why can't we name him after my father?" Domingo challenged, pouring himself a cup of coffee and leaning against the counter.

"Another excellent point," I granted.
"You wouldn't agree with him if you knew his father's name . . ." Kate grumbled.

"What is it?" I wondered.
"Rasmus," he said.

"Worthy of love," I recited, "That's not that bad."
"Well what would be his nickname if we named him that?" Kate retorted.

"Well what would be his nickname if you named him Vulcan?" I challenged.
"Vince," she said easily.

"I hate that name," Domingo put in.
"Well I'm not naming my baby Rasmus," she said stubbornly.

"Then how about you don't name him after either of your dads?" I suggested, "If it's a boy."
"I guess . . . but then what will we name him?" she wondered.

"What about Alcandor?" I threw out.
"Yeah but then we'd call him Alec," she pointed out, "Which is too similar to Alex."

"I don't think Alex would mind."
"Yeah but I would," she said.

"Okay . . . what about Andonious?" I tried again.
"We could call him Andy," Domingo added.

"It's a possibility," she agreed, "But I'm still kind of hoping for a girl."
"Hey, that's mean," I pointed out.

"Well I am sorry, but it's true," she said, "I have two brothers for Christ's sake, give me a break. Not to mention that Austin and Domingo's friends are always hanging around the house. The last thing this place needs is more testosterone. Besides, I'll still love it if it's a boy . . . I'd just like it if we had a girl. Then I could dress her up and put bows in her hair. Cause it's not like you let me play barbie with you anymore . . ."

"After the incident at your birthday party?" I asked, "I don't think so."
She just rolled her eyes. "I kind of like the name Alpha for a girl," she said, ignoring me.

"A werewolf-vampire hybrid named Alpha?" Domingo quipped, "Classic."
You see, my best friend Kate is a vampire, and she's pregnant with her boyfriend Domingo's baby. Now, Domingo is a werewolf. So there baby is going to be a hybrid. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Considering that I'm also a hybrid; a half human, half witch hybrid.

"It's a pretty name," she said, "But I get what you mean . . . what about Alayla?"
"You really like 'A' names," I noted.

"It means War Goddess," she pointed out.
"Hmmm . . . that is nice," I agreed, "Strong but feminine."

"I kind of like Alyce," Domingo threw in.
"Is there a Greek name that means 'conceived by night of alcohol consumption?'" came a familiar male voice, "Because if so I think you should name it that."

"Shut up Austin," snapped Kate as my boyfriend, Austin walked in the front door. He looked gorgeous as usual. His golden hair fell into his eyes; he really needed a haircut. There were shadows under his big silver eyes but he was smiling. He looked tired but still as sarcastic and annoying as ever. And that's what I loved about him.

"How was the council meeting?" I wondered.
"Eh," he muttered, heading over to the fridge and taking a blue sports bottle out of it.

"Sorry I couldn't go with you," I apologized. I'd promised Kate I'd go shopping with her for back-to-school clothes with her that night. Considering it was hard to find maternity clothes for someone as teeny as Kate it was a two person job. I couldn't back out on that.

"It's fine," he said, walking over to lean over the back of the empty chair, "Odysseus brought you a present." Out of nowhere he pulled out a magazine and tossed it onto the table. It was a cheap Azimon tabloid. I groaned at the cover story. Princess or Royal Whore? It showed a grainy photo of me at an Azimon party Austin and I had gone to the other night. I'd been drunk, and the photo showed me wearing a slutty outfit and rubbing up against Austin while we did shots. The little blurb below the picture read:

Princess Aella spotted at the popular Azimon night club, Fangs, partaking in some activities not strictly Princess-like. Some begin to wonder if being reborn has made the princess go to the darker, skankier side. Turn to page six to read more

"Oh God . . ." I moaned, "He brought this up in front of the Council?"
"Sadly yes," he said, "He flipped a bitch on your dad about how your 'vulgar harlot behaviors are bad publicity for the Council.' His words, not mine. Then your dad flipped a bitch on him, and then on me. Something about how I've turned his 'sweet little girl' into a 'high society skank.'"

"My dad called me a skank?" I demanded.
"A high society skank," Kate corrected.
"Shut up preggers," I snapped. "He really said that?"

"Yeah but no worries, I defended your honor," he said, "Totally flipped a bitch on him."
I smiled faintly, "Thanks Austin," I said, "I still can't believe he said that."

In summary, I'm a reincarnate of the witch/vampire princess, Aella, who lived four hundred years ago. I'd gone through several other, human lives, before finally being reborn as a witch/human. I hadn't found out I was part witch until last October and hadn't found out I was a reincarnate until last January. It was all very confusing and it gave me headaches. But basically my mom was the first witch ever and my dad was the king. They still are, and they still act like my parents. Now, my boyfriend Austin is the prince, but not by blood, so there's no incest going on there. He and his twin sister, Kate, are a part of this big and important prophecy, so my dad made Austin the prince back before he knew he still had living children.

"Well you can let him have it next week," Austin assured me, sitting down in the empty chair.
"I guess . . . it's gonna be really crazy with school starting up again on Monday though," I mused. I still couldn't believe we were going to be seniors . . . In all my lives I'd never been a senior before. When I was Aella, Bunny, and Sophia I was home schooled. And when I was Vivianne I dropped out sophomore year, seeing as I didn't think women needed an education back then. Plus I was totally full of myself and thought I was above school.

"You bet," Kate said, slowly getting to her feet, "I can't believe I'm starting senior year out here." She ran a hand over her humongous baby belly as she walked over to the fridge.
"Well, it won't be much longer now," I pointed out. She was due this month.

"True . . . but then I'll have a kid on my hands," she reminded me, "Which is almost as bad as being fat."
"Being pregnant isn't the same thing as being fat," I told her.

"Yeah but I miss my old clothes," she said, grabbing a sports bottle identical to Austin's out of the fridge.
I laughed, "We'll you'll be able to rejoin them soon. . . Oh crap." I looked up at the clock; it was nearly 10:00. I had to go.

"What?" Austin asked as Kate snuggled up against Domingo who wrapped his arms around her, his hands resting on her huge stomach.
"Rosette and Ken are coming over tonight," I said, getting up.

Ken was my older brother and Rosette was his witchy girlfriend who'd saved his life last year. Ken was a half witch like me, but he was the only one in my family who actually knew that we were witches. Rosette and him were in love so she'd obviously told him that she was a witch and that he was too. He'd freaked of course but he'd gotten used to the idea over the last few months. The both of them were staying up at my grandmother/mother's estate in Nero, upstate. You see, my first mother is also my grandmother in this life. It's very confusing but you learn to deal. Ken was the only one in my family who knew about it all though, but we were planning on when we were going to tell the rest of the family. For the time being though, none of them could comprehend why he'd postponed going to college to go live with his girlfriend and our grandmother.

"So I'll see you tomorrow?" Austin said, getting up too.
"Yep, same place?" I asked.

"Definitely," he said with a smile before pecking me on the lips.
"Love you," I said.

"Love you too."
"See you tomorrow," I said.

"See ya," he said, sitting back down.
"Bye guys," I said to Domingo and Kate.

"Bye Love Bird Number one of two," she said.
"Goodbye Ms. Mommy," I teased back, "See you at the baby shower."

She laughed. "See you there." I walked out the front door and climbed into my yellow 2010 Chevy Camaro that my mom/grandmother had given me for my birthday last January. My biological parents had thought it too much, but I'd convinced them to let me keep it in the end.

When I reached my house, Rosette's crossfire was parked in my spot, so I parked on the curb. Locking my car behind me, I walked up to the front door and walked in. Sitting in my living room was my older brother, Ken, sitting next to the redheaded Rosette. Sitting next to her was an unexpected visitor, Vitani. Vitani was actually my little sister, if you went by my first life, but in this life she was actually my aunt. She'd been to our house a few times; my parents thought she was some distant cousin of ours who just happened to live with our grandmother.

"Becca," Ken said, getting up and smiling. Something he'd done little of before meeting Rosette. He walked over to me and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back, surprised by how much I'd missed him this summer. He'd left at the end of June once he finished his senior year to live with Rosette in Nero.

"I missed you," I said.
"I missed you too," he said, releasing me.

"Hi Becca," Rosette said getting up and shooting me a smile; it had taken a while for her to stop calling me Aella.
"What's up cuz?" Vitani said lazily without getting up. She was curled up on the sofa with her hands in the pouch of her hoodie and her feet on the cushions like she owned the place. But that was just Vitani for you I guess.

"Rosette and Ken brought Vitani with them," my mom interjected, "Isn't that great?"
My mom absolutely loved Vitani. I wasn't sure why. Maybe it was because she subconsciously knew she was the little sister she never knew she had.

"It's great, how long are you all staying?" I wondered.
"Anxious to get rid of me already sis?" Ken teased. He was so much more talkative since he met Rosette. Well, it was talkative compared to his old mute behavior.

"No . . . I was just wondering how long I had to share my house with all you people," I teased back. I really didn't mind all these people in my house. First off, since I hardly spent any time in it, and secondly since I was used to having a full household. I was the youngest of four, and all of my other siblings had moved out. I was an only child for the most part now.

"Just the weekend," Vitani jumped in, "I start school on Monday. Not to mention I have a boyfriend or two waiting for me back home."
She wasn't kidding about the two boyfriend thing either. She was in love (or as much of love as a fourteen year old could experience) with a totally sweet kid named Athan. But she still had some kind of twisted thing for her obnoxious ex-boyfriend Attis. Now, to be honest Attis and her were pretty damn similar, and he wasn't as bad as he used to be. But still, I couldn't fathom how someone could pick him over Athan. Not that she had made her choice or anything yet. Athan didn't even know she had a little Attis action on the side. Hopefully she would pick Athan and he would never find out about Attis. Because if he found out it would be bad.

I laughed like it was a joke though. "Well while you prepare for ninth grade freshie, I'll be reveling in senior year," I teased.
"Yeah, good luck with that," she muttered.

"Vitani's going to share a room with you Becca," my mom told me, "That way Rosette can have Lydia's room." Obviously my mom didn't want Rosette and Ken sharing a room together even though they were both over eighteen and were so totally already doing it. They could've shared Ken's room though - considering he and our other brother Jake had shared a room their entire lives so there were two beds in that room. So him and Rosette could share a room without sharing a bed. I guess my parents were just being extra safe, even though I knew for a fact that they shared a room (and a bed) back at my grandmother's house. I also knew that Rosette was defiantly going to sneak into Ken's room tonight.

Now, I know that for two reasons. One would be that it's obvious, and two would be that I was sketchingly physic. And by that I mean that I always seemed to know things that I didn't want to know. Like did I ever know what the answers to my calculus test were ahead of time? No. Or did I ever get a straight forward vision of whether or not Kate was going to have a girl? No. I always seemed to know things I didn't want to know. For example, I didn't want to know that my brother was getting it on with the help. However, I did. But that's life I guess.

"Okay," I said, "C'mon Vitani, let's get you set up upstairs."
"Kay," she said, jumping off the couch fluidly. Vitani was half witch, half vampire so every move she made was strong and graceful. She hadn't known she was part vampire though for most of her life. She hadn't even know her father was the king. But then again, our lives were full of deception.

"When you two are done come back downstairs so you can have some of the cookies I made," my mom called as Vitani grabbed her bag and followed me upstairs.
"We will!" I called down as I led Vitani to my room. I closed the door behind me as she put her bag down on my bed.

"So what tempted you to come visit little 'ol Cold Springs Vittie?" I asked.
"Whatever do you mean sis?" she asked with mock innocent, "I mean, there's so much to do here . . . like watch grass grow and paint dry."

"Okay . . . so you didn't come here by choice," I decided, "So . . . what did you do to make mom send you here?"
"You know me too well sis . . ."

"So . . . what was it?" I prompted.
"I may have . . . accidently thrown a wild party while she was away on business . . ." she said, "Accidentally."

"Damn . . . so your punishment was to come here?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No . . . She said she was too mad to deal with me right then so she told Rosette and Ken to take me with them," she explained, "They didn't mind."

"Well . . . it's nice to have you here anyway," I said.
"Yeah yeah yeah, so how was Hawaii?" she asked excitedly. I had gone to Hawaii with Austin and his family that summer and it had been a total blast.

"It was great," I told her.
"Did you and Austin swim with the dolphins? Have romantic midnight picnics? Make love on the beach under the stars?"

I threw a pillow at her and she laughed. She just loved screwing with me. But as far as little sisters went, she wasn't that annoying. We were actually friends. I knew it wasn't like that with most sister our age, but we didn't know each other for most of our lives and only saw each other every so often so we weren't sick of each other.

"Shut up," I told her.
"So did you?"

"Yes . . . but it's none of your business," I informed her.
"Oh la la," she teased, "Give me details."

"Keep dreamin' little virgin," I teased back.
"Puh-lease," she said with a dismissive wave, "I'm fourteen and I already have two boyfriends."

"And you are proud of this?" I asked.
"Sometimes . . . " she admitted.

"You are so weird," I told her.
"Tell me something I don't know . . ."


Well there it is folks, the first chapter of the 3rd book! so amazed that it's come this far . . . Anyway, plz review and let me no wat u think . . . And if there r any potential baby names that jumped out at u

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