Fangtastic!
about
this? Maybe I was born a vampire too, but then I got cured!”
    “Cured?”
Ivy repeated. She and Sophia exchanged a grin. “Being a vamp isn’t a disease,
Olivia,” Ivy explained. “It’s not like it is on TV. It’s not a curse.”
    “It’s
who we are,” Sophia agreed. “It’s physical. It can’t be undone.”
    Olivia
frowned. “So I guess that means one of our parents must have been a vampire and
the other a human,” she mused. “Have siblings like us ever happened before?”
    Ivy
and Sophia exchanged glances.
    “Um,”
Ivy began, not wanting to freak her sister out. “Actually, there’s a lot of
folklore about that.”
    “About
us?” Olivia asked.
    “About
humans and vampires, you know, mating,” Sophia explained.
    “Most
people think it can’t happen, or that . . .” Ivy hesitated and looked at Sophia
for help.
    “Or
that a human and vampire’s offspring couldn’t survive or would have four heads
or something . . . strange . . . like that,” Sophia put in helpfully.
    “Hardly
anyone believes the monster thing anymore,” Ivy added hurriedly, seeing a look
of alarm on Olivia’s face.
    “But
the legends still crop up,” Sophia pointed out.
    “I
know,” Ivy agreed, “but it’s like vampires telling their kids that babies are
delivered by bats. That isn’t true either.”
    “Anyway,”
Sophia said, “a vampire and a human getting together in that way is forbidden.”
    “What
do you mean?” asked Olivia.
    “The
Second Law of the Night,” Sophia answered. “A vampire is never to fall in love
with a human.”
    “Maybe
our parents broke that rule, and that’s why they put us up for adoption,” Ivy
suggested.
    Sophia
considered this and then nodded. “If the coffin fits . . .” she agreed.
    “Isn’t
there some way we can find out for sure?” Olivia wondered.
    Ivy
thought for a second. “Have you ever tried talking to your adoption agency?”
    “My
mom and dad tried to get more information from them a few years ago,” Olivia
told her. “The only thing in the file was a copy of that note I told you about
this morning. Do you know anything about your adoption?”
    Ivy
shook her head. “All I know is that I was left at a special vampire adoption
agency that placed me with Charles Vega, bachelor. I know my name, where and
when I was born, and that my parents wanted me to have the ring. End of story.
Whenever I ask my dad about it, he just says”—she imitated his smooth baritone—“
‘You must look to the future, my Ivy, not back to the past.’ ”
    Olivia
and Sophia both chuckled.
    “I used
to think he was right,” Ivy said with a shrug, “but now I feel like I have to
know about my past.” Ivy heaved a great sigh. All at once, she’d made up her
mind. “I’m going to talk to someone at the vampire adoption agency.”
    Olivia
leaned forward. “You can do that?”
    “I can
try,” Ivy said. “If we were able to find each other, maybe we can find our
biological parents, too!”

Chapter 6
    Just
before seven on Wednesday morning, Ivy was already dressed for school in a
jagged black skirt, a dark red top, and a black crocheted sweater. She hastily
grabbed a bowl from the cupboard, dumped some Marshmallow Platelets in it, and
pulled the milk from the fridge. She plunked it all down on the breakfast table
and switched on the TV, just in time to catch the opening credits of The
Morning Star, which consisted of Serena Star’s smiling face superimposed on
the Statue of Liberty.
    “Today,”
the announcer’s voice said, “Serena Star digs deeper into what’s wrong with
Franklin Grove!”
    What’s
she going to dig up today? Ivy thought nervously, but her curiosity was immediately thwarted by a
commercial break. By the end of the third commercial, which featured a
seriously annoying dancing bottle of detergent, she was squirming with
impatience.
    Finally,  The Morning Star came back on, and Ivy cranked up the volume. Serena
appeared to be lying in a dentist’s

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