Fashion Frightmare!. Sienna Mercer
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‘Oh!’ Penny’s gasp sounded almost like a scream. ‘Ivy . . .’ She pointed, her finger quivering. ‘Look! ’
Feeling heavy with dread, Ivy turned . . .
‘Oh, no,’ she whispered.
The display case she’d closed only a few moments ago hung open . . . and the velvet hanger was empty.
Tessa’s priceless pashmina had been stolen!
My Sister the Vampire: Fashion Frightmare! first published in
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DING!
The bell over the front door of the Meat and Greet jangled loudly, and Ivy Vega jerked her head up.
Ouch! Pain jolted through her neck. She rubbed at it, sighing, as she looked away from the boy who’d just arrived at the restaurant. He wasn’t who she was waiting for.
For the last fifteen minutes, she’d jerked at each ding of the bell. Unfortunately, the Meat and Greet was so crowded today, the bell dinged a lot. That meant her neck was starting to feel some serious whiplash!
It’s no fun waiting by myself, she thought glumly.
If her best friend, Sophia, had been here, the situation might at least have felt funny . . . but then, if Sophia had been home in Franklin Grove, Ivy wouldn’t have had to wait here in the first place. Sophia was away in Tokyo, on a two-week-long vampire student exchange programme. In her place was a Japanese vampire named Reiko, who was due to arrive any moment now.
And I’ve got to chaperone her – if she ever shows up!
DING!
Ivy’s head bounced up again, sending a brand-new stab of pain down her neck. ‘Ow!’ She clapped one hand to the collar of her jet-black beaded sweater. This had better be Reiko – because, seriously, I’ve only got about two more of these reactions left in me before my head just falls off !
But when Ivy looked closer, she saw not Reiko, but a familiar face: her own! It was her identical, human twin sister, Olivia, wearing a pink cashmere sweater and glittery, embroidered blue jeans. Olivia was beaming as she murmured something into her cell phone. Her smile widened as she caught Ivy’s gaze, holding up one finger as she slid into the booth across from her sister.
‘I’ll see you soon,’ she said into the phone. ‘I can’t wait, either!’
Aha. Ivy grinned. She didn’t need her special vampire hearing to know that the voice on the other end was Olivia’s movie star boyfriend, Jackson Caulfield.
‘So he can come, after all?’ Ivy asked, as her twin tucked the phone into her bag.
‘Absolutely.’ Olivia let out a happy sigh as she sat back in her seat. ‘Jackson will be in town on Wednesday night – which means that lots more news outlets are going to want to cover the event! Isn’t that great? So many people are going to find out about Café Creative!’
‘Hmm.’ Ivy hid a grin as she prepared to tease her twin. ‘Y’know, Franklin Grove isn’t that big. We probably could have just stood on the roof of the museum with a megaphone, and everyone in town would still have heard about it.’
‘True enough.’ Olivia laughed. ‘But it won’t hurt for people outside this town to know of it, too. Just think! It could draw creative young people from Lincoln Vale.’ She flung out one arm in a sweeping gesture. ‘And beyond. After all, any press is good press!’
‘Seriously? ’ Ivy stared at her twin, dumbfounded. ‘Did you just say what I thought you said?’
‘Um . . .?’ Olivia raised her eyebrows.
‘Pretty soon, I’m going to need a phrasebook to translate all