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neither,’ Reiko said. ‘And I wore the real thing last night!’
    ‘It’s great,’ Ivy said. ‘Really. Thank you.’ She forced a smile for the two designers. ‘You created the perfect replacement.’
    Penny brightened. ‘We hand-dyed the pashmina to match the exact shade of red. It’s not
completely
perfect, but the untrained eye shouldn’t notice a thing.’
    What about untrained
vampire
eyes?
Ivy wondered. She peered harder . . . but no. She definitely couldn’t tell the difference, vampire vision or no.
    ‘Whew.’ Ivy sighed. ‘At least there won’t be any drama at the museum if no one even realises the pashmina is missing.’
    ‘But we still have to find the real one,’ Olivia finished quietly.
    Ivy nodded unhappily.
    It was the worst possible moment to look up and see Brendan approaching the table with the world’s most inappropriate grin. He was still snickering as he slid into the seat beside Ivy.
    ‘What could
possibly
be so funny?’ Ivy snapped. He knew the truth about the pashmina; she’d confided in him last night.
Doesn’t he even realise we’re
dealing with a disaster?
    ‘Oh . . . nothing,’ Brendan drawled, sliding her a mischievous sideways glance.
    ‘Seriously!’ She pinched his forearm. ‘What
is
it?’
    ‘I don’t think I can explain it with words,’ Brendan said solemnly. He reached into his pocket and took out his smartphone. ‘I think . . . you have to
see
this
one for yourself   !’
    He pressed a button to illuminate the screen.
    Ivy sucked in a gasp. ‘What . . .?’
    It was a picture of her, wearing a fabulous goth gown – and smiling like she’d just been handed free front-row tickets for a Pall Bearers concert.
    ‘I’ve never smiled that widely in my life!’
    ‘You didn’t,’ Olivia said, biting her bottom lip. ‘That’s a picture from last night . . .’
    ‘So it’s actually
you
. . .’ Ivy shook her head in wonder. ‘Wow. Even I couldn’t tell the difference.’
    ‘No one else can, either. Everyone who’s seen this picture thinks it’s you. And that’s not all . . .’ Brendan gave an evil chuckle as he swiped his finger across
the screen. This time, he brought up the same picture – but with red-and-white lettering under ‘Ivy’s’ smiling face. It read: ‘Shadowtown
is back on the air . . .
Woo-hoo
!’
    ‘What on earth?’ Ivy whispered.
    Brendan swiped his finger across the screen again. This time, the picture came up with the phrase:
‘I can’t believe it
–
black goes with black!’
One
more swipe, and a third version came up: ‘
What are you talking about? This
is
my “solemn” face.’
    Ivy’s head almost fell into her burger. ‘I’ve gone viral?!’
    ‘I doubt it, sweetie,’ Amelia said decisively, looking over her shoulder. ‘I haven’t seen this photo anywhere.’
    ‘I haven’t seen it either!’ Penny added. ‘That means it can’t be all over the internet.’
    ‘Um . . .’ Biting her lip, Ivy shared a look with Brendan.
    The photo might not be up anywhere on the
bunny
internet . . . but that didn’t mean it wasn’t taking the Vorld Vide Veb by storm! And if there was one thing all vamps found
hilarious, it was the idea of ‘happy’, smiley vampires.
    This could be the beginning of something very, very irritating
, Ivy realised glumly.
    She might actually wear out her death-squint if this went on!
    There was no time to worry about that now.
First things first.
She had to reclaim the Vein of Love as soon as possible, no matter what that took.
    After that’s taken care of,
then
I’m definitely going to put a stake in this viral photo!

Chapter Six

    T he moment that school finally finished for the day, Olivia headed towards the museum with Ivy and Reiko. It was closed to the public until the
weekend, while staff cleared up after Café Creative’s opening night, but Olivia and Ivy had begged their bio-dad for a private visit.
    Charles might be firm when he came to his work – but he couldn’t