Fangtastic!
booth next to the one where they normally sat, tucked in the back.
She glanced over her shoulder and saw Toby lurking on the edge of the parking
lot.
    Ivy
and Olivia exchanged knowing looks, and Ivy went to her usual booth. She sat so
that she and her sister were back to back, separated only by the banquette. Ivy
picked up a menu and pretended to study it.
    “I can’t
have Toby on my tail all the time,” she said to her menu. “What if he follows
me to the BloodMart or something?”
    From
the booth behind her, Olivia loudly ordered some chocolate cake. Then Ivy heard
her whisper, “Maybe it’s not so bad.”
    “That’s
what they used to say about public hanging,” Ivy murmured, “and they were wrong
about that, too.”
    “Think
about it,” Olivia whispered over her shoulder. “If Toby’s following you all the
time, you can control what he sees—he won’t find anything interesting if you
don’t let him.”
    Ivy
thought about it. Her sister had a deadly point.
    Sophia
arrived, looking down at them with a seriously puzzled expression on her face. “Why
are you two sitting in separate booths?”
    “Serena
Star assigned Toby Decker to spy on me,” Ivy seethed. “Olivia can’t be seen
with me because she’s a double agent.”
    “Craziness,”
Sophia said, scooting in across from Ivy. “I just passed Toby on my way in.”
Then she whispered, “Hi, Olivia,” to the back of Olivia’s head.
    “Hi,
Soph,” Olivia whispered back.
    “Do
you think my cell phone’s tapped?” Ivy asked.
    Sophia
rolled her eyes. “You’re under investigation by Toby Decker, Ivy. Not the FBI.”
Ivy leaned forward. “Olivia found out from Toby that Serena’s really focused on
the vampire angle now.”
    “Oh,
no,” Sophia groaned, dropping her face in her hands.
    “Pretty
bad, huh?” Olivia called quietly from the next booth.
    Ivy
let out a sigh. “Can we change the subject and talk about something that doesn’t
make me feel like biting my own neck?”
    For a
long time none of them said anything. Then Olivia said, “Did Ivy tell you about
my film project, Sophia?”
    Sophia
nodded. “She said you got all this killer stuff from a dead great-aunt.”
    “Who
married a duke,” Olivia added. “It’s actually really romantic.”
    “I
wish I could come over and see everything,” Ivy said to her fork. “That
necklace sounds drop dead.”
    She
heard Olivia shift in her seat and say, “I don’t think my parents should see us
together. What if they notice how alike we are?”
    “You
two still haven’t told your parents?” Sophia asked. Ivy shrugged by way
of a response. So far, Sophia was the only other person in the world who knew
Ivy and Olivia were twin sisters.
    Suddenly
Olivia stood up, walked to the diner window, and looked outside. Then she came
back and slid into the seat next to Sophia. “He’s gone,” she said. “I just saw
his mom pick him up.”
    “That’s
the first good news I’ve heard all day,” Ivy said with relief, as the waitress
appeared and set down Olivia’s cake. Ivy and Sophia both ordered burgers.
    Olivia
was looking thoughtful. “I’ve been wondering how come one of us is a vampire
and the other human,” she said once the waitress had gone. “Is it possible for
someone to be born human and then get bitten and turned into a vampire?”
    “It
can happen,” Ivy admitted. “But for a human to get turned into a
vampire, she first has to get bitten by a vampire—and that hasn’t
happened in generations. Even then, it would rely on the person surviving the
vampire’s bite.”
    “And
that almost never  happens,” Sophia put in. “It’s seriously a
one-in-a-thousand chance.”
    “Anyway,”
Ivy said, “I know I was born a vampire.”
    “How?”
Olivia pressed.
    “Because
of her eyes,” Sophia answered matterof-factly. “Born vamps have unusual eye
colors. Trans-vamps don’t.”
    Olivia’s
eyes suddenly lit up like she’d had an idea. She held up her spoon. “How

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