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Olivia
hugged her good-bye and got out of the car. She waited for her mom to drive
away and then shouted, “Ivy! Wait up!”
    Ivy
turned, her face set in a scowl, and kicked some dirt off her boot as she
waited for Olivia to catch up.
    “You
don’t look too happy,” Olivia observed.
    “I’m
not,” Ivy replied flatly.
    “What’s
wrong?”
    “I
still don’t have a quote for Serena Star,” Ivy explained. “But don’t worry
about me. What’s the matter with you?” Olivia looked at her quizzically, and
Ivy said, “Just because you always look sunny doesn’t mean I can’t tell when
you’re feeling cloudy.”
    Olivia
smiled, and she and her sister started walking together slowly.
    “Camilla
and I are doing a movie for media studies,” Olivia began.
    “I saw
the Beasts working on theirs.” Ivy nodded. “Apparently, Garrick’s going to make
Charlotte Brown a star.”
    “Yeah.”
Olivia sighed. “Well, Camilla and I are doing ours on this relative of my mom’s
who I never even knew about: her great-aunt Edna. She just died recently, and
it turns out she left my mom her love letters, plus some other stuff. There’s a
ruby and diamond necklace you’d love.”
    “Really?”
Ivy said, her eyes lighting up. “That sounds killer.”
    “It
is,” Olivia agreed.
    “So
what’s wrong?”
    Olivia
sighed. “Do you ever think about our real parents, Ivy?”
    “Every
time my father drives me crazy,” Ivy said, cracking a smile.
    “I’m
serious,” Olivia said. “All this stuff about Great-aunt Edna has really got me
thinking— about our family and history and stuff. I mean, I love my mom and dad
and I feel superlucky that they adopted me, but I wish so badly that we knew
something, anything, about our biological parents. Who knows? Maybe we
have grandparents somewhere, or aunts and uncles and cousins. We could have a
whole big family we don’t even know about!”
    “I
thought about our parents a lot when we first found each other,” Ivy said. “I’m
lucky that my dad’s seriously great and that now I have you. But I’d like to
know more about where we came from.”
    “Exactly,”
Olivia agreed as they crossed the street in front of school. “I mean, who wrote
the notes when they put us up for adoption?”
    Ivy
stopped in her tracks. “What notes?”
    “You
know,” Olivia clarified, “the piece of paper they left with the baby’s name and
date of birth on it.”
    “I
didn’t get a note,” Ivy said. Then she murmured, “At least not that I know of.”
She bit her lip thoughtfully as they resumed walking.
    “So
how did you find out about where you were born?” Olivia wondered aloud.
    “My
dad told me it was in the adoption file.” Ivy replied. “But he never said
anything about a note.”
    “Well,
you should ask him. Serena Star doesn’t have to be the only person in Franklin
Grove determined to discover the truth,” Olivia said.
    “Thanks
for reminding me.” Ivy winced. “I only have until lunchtime to save all of
vampirekind! But as soon as I get through with that, we’ll dig up our parents
together. Okay?”
    “Sounds
like a plan,” said Olivia with a grin. “Good luck getting your quote!”
    Ivy
was already hurrying up the steps ahead of her. “I need it!” she called over
her shoulder.
    By the
break before third period, Ivy was flitting around school like a bat that
couldn’t find its way out of a cave. Her sister came bouncing toward her,
jacketless to reveal a pink long-sleeved T-shirt that had the word “Yay!”
printed on it in blue bubble letters.
    “Hey!”
Olivia said. “Any luck?”
    Ivy
shook her head, feeling faintly sick. Olivia’s eyes widened. “You mean you still
    haven’t
found a quote?” Ivy ran a hand through her hair. “It’s not for lack of trying!”
she wailed.
    “Okay.”
Olivia nodded. “That’s okay. We’ll think of something.” She scanned the hallways
as Ivy bit her lip hopefully.
    “I got
it!” Olivia announced after a