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    at me. OMG, what a loser, right? And that “ass” comment was completely uncalled for. Especially since back at the Blood Bar he wouldn’t let me get a word in edgewise while he ranted and raved and pulled out his hair. I take everything back about him being a sexy guy I’d want to have vampire babies with.
    “Why were you at the Blood Bar, Rayne?” Sunny asks, her voice all concerned and big sister like. Technically though, I’m the older one. By seven whole minutes. Just cause she’s dating some guy who’s, like, a thousand years old doesn’t mean sud-denly she’s more wise and mature. “And that thing in your blog? About being a vampire slayer? Was that just a joke? Cause if that was a joke, it wasn’t very funny.”
    Oh, I see. NOW she reads my blog. Now that she’s back to being a human and it makes no difference whatsoever. I , begged her to read the thing when she was about to turn vam-pire. As you know, it has a ton of important info about the process. But no! She had better things to do. Like make out with her cheeseball prom date Jake Wilder.
    I swallow hard. Explanation time.
    “It’s not a joke. Your drama coach, Mr. Teifert, is really vice prez of Slayer Inc. And he’s tagged me as the next slayer.” I lean back in my seat, crossing my left leg over my right, somewhat enjoying the shocked looks on everyone’s faces. Especially Jareth’s. Heh. I bet he wishes he didn’t make enemies with me now. Now that he knows how dangerous I can be. One wrong move and BAM! Stake that!
    “Why would he pick you?” Sunny asks, the first to re-cover her voice. I shrug. “I don’t know. He was all saying it’s my destiny or something.”
    “Can’t you just refuse?”
    “That’s the messed up part,” I admit. “He claims he’s put somenanovirus in my bloodstream that will be activated if I refuseto perform my slayerly duties. I don’t know if it’s true ornot, but I don’t want to take any chances, you know?”
    “Nano what?” Sunny asks, scrunching up her freckled nose. “That’s crazy. He’s got to be pulling your leg. Maybe he overheard us talking and …”
    “I’m afraid not, Sunny,” Magnus says, reaching over to put a slender white hand on her knee. My virginal twin squirms a bit under his touch. She wants him, I can tell, but she’s fighting the run to second base. I wonder how long it will take Maggy to score that first home run. “That’s Slayer Inc.’s typical MO. They have operatives in every major hospital who tag infants in the maternity ward who they deem to be potential slayers.”
    Ugh. So the nano thing probably is true. Great. I was so hoping Mag would laugh it off and tell me Slayer Inc. had no real hold on me. Evidently not so much.
    “But Rayne can’t kill vampires!” Sunny interjects.”Imean, she wants to be one! And … and what if she has to kill you?” My twin looks close to tears at this point. She had a run-in with Bertha, the old slayer, once upon a time and it scarred her for life.
    “You know, you’re going to score lousy on the reading comprehension part of the MCATs,” I say. “You obviously only skimmed my blog entry.”
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    “Well, I’m sorry. My twin sister announces to the world that she’s the next Buffy. I’m supposed to spend time reading between the lines?”
    “Listen, Sun,” I assure her, trying to play nice. “They only want me to kill the bad vampires. Not the ones who coexist peacefully with humanity. For example, Magnus here. He’s one of the good guys. So I’d never be asked to slay him.”
    “Oh.” Sunny sniffs, still frowning in bewilderment. “Well, that’s good, I guess.” She glances over at Magnus. He smiles at her and reaches over to brush a lock of hair from her eyes, then kisses her softly. Bleh. Enough with the PDA. I steal a glance over at Jareth. He’s staring out the window