Sienna Mercer - Fangtastic!

Fangtastic!

My Sister the Vampire Book 2

By Sienna Mercer

Chapter 1

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, sleepy bones, her father said, placing a bowl next to her head.

Shh, Ivy murmured, her eyes closed. Im still sleeping.

Its 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 persons 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 Stars smile gives me sunburn.

Serena Star, WowTVs best celebrity reporter, had impossibly bright, bleached blond hair and eyes that looked as if theyd been surgically enhanced to be permanently wide open in either adoration or shock. Lately shed 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

Ivys 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 friendseveryone called them the Beastswere always pulling dumb stunts, like seeing which one of them could eat the most garlic croutons without getting seriously ill. They werent nearly as scary as they smelled, but theyd been annoying since forever.

What is he doing on national TV? Ivy wondered.

I think thats the local cemetery, her dad said.

Ivy realized he was rightthis was being filmed less than five blocks from their house.

The camera panned over to an empty grave, and Ivys dad turned up the volume.

...yesterdays 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. Koontzs widow immediately fainted and was rushed to Franklin Grove General Hospital for treatment.

Serena Stars 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 didnt know the meaning of the word discreet. They probably couldnt even spell it. Ever since they were little kids, Ivy had always been amazed at how close the Beasts routinely came to breaking the First Law of the Night: vampires are never supposed to reveal their true selves to an outsider.

Thinking about that made Ivy feel uncomfortable. After all, shed recently broken the First Law herself. Shed had no choice, though: she couldnt possibly keep the fact that she was a vampire secret from her identical twin, Olivia, even if Olivia was human.

She and Olivia had only discovered each other at the beginning of the school year. Theyd been separated at birth and adopted by different parents, so Ivy hadnt known that she had a twin until Olivia turned up at Franklin Grove Middle School. And it had been just as great a shock to Olivia.

I may have broken the First Law, but at least I didnt reveal myself to the whole world on national TV! Ivy thought.

Serena Star looked squarely at the camera. I, Serena Star, now bring you an exclusive interview with the thirteen-year-old boy who was almost buried alive. I think youll agree its a story thats truly... INDEADIBLE! A graphic with the word INDEADIBLE! materialized on the screen over Garricks head, and Ivy rolled her eyes. Serena was always making up lame words for her on-screen headlines.

Awesome! Garrick Stephens grinned.

Ivys head ached. How in the underworld, she thought, are we going to cover up a vampire popping out of a coffin in the middle of a funeral?

Mr. Stephens. Serena Star turned to face her subject. How do you feel?

I feel great! Garrick said.

Amazing! Serena commented, with a slight frown. She had clearly been expecting Garrick to be upset. How long were you in that coffin?

Like seven, eight hours.

That must have been very unsettling, Serena Star prompted sympathetically.

Only when those pallbearer guys carried it around and woke me up, Garrick said, shooting a peeved look off camera.

Are you saying you were asleep in there? asked Serena Star, her wide eyes widening even further.

Yeah, Garrick answered. I slept like I was dead.

Ivy winced as Serena Star shook her head in disbelief. You almost sound like you enjoyed yourself.

Garrick shrugged.

Mr. Stephens, Serena Star said, a hint of disapproval in her voice, what kind of person sleeps in a coffin?

It wasnt my idea. Garrick shrugged.

Oh? said Serena Star. Whose idea was it?

Garrick was about to answer, but then he seemed to think better of it. He crossed his arms. I dont want to get them into trouble.

Are you saying the people who did this to you are friends of yours? Serena Star asked.

Totally, Garrick replied, grinning.

You mean

Were the kings of Franklin Grove Middle School! Garrick cried, mugging wildly. Yo, Kyle, Ricky, Dylan! Im on TV!

What an utter dork! thought Ivy.

What exactly did your friends have in mind? Serena Star probed.

They dared me to climb in, Garrick explained, his eyes glinting mischievously. Thats why I did it.

Ivy could tell Garrick was lying from the smug look on his face. He was just pretending it was a dare to avoid revealing any vampire secretslike the fact that they slept in coffins. Still, it was a pretty lame alibi, especially because he kept going on about how it was the best sleep of his life.

The Interna 3 is the sweetest coffin ever, he gushed, grabbing the microphone. When they say rest in peace, they mean it!

Mr. Stephens, please, Serena interrupted. That still doesnt explain how you ended up at Mr. Koontzs funeral.

Oh, right. My friends just sort of thought it would be funny to leave me in therethanks a lot guys! Garrick winked. Then the funeral home got the coffins mixed up. Did you know the Interna 3 is the best-selling coffin in America?

Serena Star yanked the microphone away. Are we to believe that this was really just an innocent student prank? she said to Garrick, who shrugged again.