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									Fangtastic!
My Sister the Vampire

Author: Sienna Mercer
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Olivia is a vegetarian. Ivy is a vampire. And they're twins?!?Ever since Olivia discovered that her long-lost
twin sister, Ivy, is a vampire, she's been soaking up everything Ivy will tell her about Franklin Grove's
vampire community. It's all top secret, and Olivia's sworn that she'll never tell another soul. But now, nosy
tabloid reporter Serena Star is snooping around. As she gets closer and closer to the truth, it's up to Ivy
and Olivia to throw her off track. This is one fangtastic news story that can't get out!
Excerpt

Ivy Vega trudged sleepily into the breakfast room, slid into her chair, and rested her cheek on the cool
stone table. She wished she was still in her coffin. Monday mornings were the worst. "Good morning,
sleepybones," her father said, placing a bowl next to her head. "Shh," Ivy murmured, her eyes closed.
"I'm still sleeping.""It's your favorite," her dad coaxed. "Marshmallow Platelets."Ivy peered at the little
white marshmallows and maroon bits bobbing in their milky sea. "Thanks," she mumbled. Her father,
already dressed for work in black chinos and a black pin-striped shirt with French cuffs, sipped his tea
and picked up the remote control. "There is nothing better for a young person's dull morning mind," he
said, "than dull morning television." He flipped through the weather and some talk shows before settling
on The Morning Star. "Please no," Ivy said. "Just looking at Serena Star's smile gives me sunburn."
Serena Star, WowTV's best celebrity reporter, had impossibly bright, bleached blond hair and eyes that
looked as if they'd been surgically enhanced to be permanently wide open in either adoration or shock.
Lately she'd been trying to cast herself as a serious journalist on her own morning news show, The
Morning Star. Just the other day, Ivy had turned the TV off in exasperation after Serena had said, "Tell
me, Mr. Senator, how does it feel to have a law named after you?" This morning, Serena Star was
standing with her back to a small crowd of people, talking into her microphone. She was wearing a tiny
blue suede miniskirt under a knee-length trench coat, and the look in her wide eyes said "shock!" She
was in a park or maybe a graveyard. A scruffy, black-clad teenager stood beside her — Ivy's dad flipped
the channel. "Turn back!" Ivy blurted. "But you said — ""I know. Turn back!" she repeated. Ivy could not
believe her eyes. The boy standing next to Serena Star was none other than Garrick Stephens, one of the
lamest vampires at her school. He and his bonehead friends — everyone called them the Beasts — were
always pulling dumb stunts, like seeing which one of them could eat the most garlic croutons without
getting seriously ill. They weren't nearly as scary as they smelled, but they'd been annoying since
forever. What is he doing on national TV? Ivy wondered. "I think that's the local cemetery," her dad said.
Ivy realized he was right — this was being filmed less than five blocks from their house.The camera
panned over to an empty grave, and Ivy's dad turned up the volume.". . . yesterday's small-town funeral
went horribly wrong," Serena Star was saying off screen. "Local deceased man, Mr. Alan Koontz, was
scheduled for burial here at the Franklin Grove Memorial Cemetery. As Mr. Koontz was being lowered
into the ground, eyewitnesses say that his casket creaked open." The camera zoomed in on a shiny
midnight-blue coffin lying open next to the grave. "In a bizarre turn of events, out climbed an allegedly live
person!" Serena continued. "Mr. Koontz's widow immediately fainted and was rushed to Franklin Grove
General Hospital for treatment." Serena Star's frowning face reappeared on the screen. "Friends of the
family say that the person who emerged bore no resemblance to Mr. Koontz and was, in fact, a teenage
boy." The camera pulled back to reveal Garrick, who was licking his palm and then using it to slick back
his hair. Ivy was frowning now, too; Garrick and his friends didn't know the meaning...
Author Bio
Sienna Mercer
Sienna Mercer lives in Toronto, Canada, with her two cats, Calypso and Angel. She does most of her
writing in her attic, surrounded by photos she’s taken on her travels. She doesn’t have a twin sister, but
always wished that she did.

								
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