Re-Vamped! by Sienna Mercer

look-alikes.
    “Well,
I think it’s fun,” Olivia said proudly. Sophia just shook her head in
disbelief.
    Suddenly
Olivia heard a familiar voice calling her name. She spun around to see Camilla
chasing them down the hall, waving a newspaper in the air above her blond
curls.
    “Have
you two seen this?” Camilla cried, thrusting the newspaper at them.
    “What?”
Olivia and Ivy asked at the same time.
    “You
made the front page of the Gazette !” Camilla announced. “They reprinted
Toby’s article from the Scribe word for word!”
    Camilla
handed them each a copy of the local newspaper—and sure enough, there were the
matching pictures of Ivy and Olivia that had appeared in the school paper the
previous week.
    “I
almost tackled my dad for it when I saw it this morning over the breakfast
table,” Camilla panted.
    “Where’d
you get the second copy?” Ivy asked.
    Camilla
blushed. “I begged my next door neighbor for it, in case you both needed one.”
    “Thanks,”
said Ivy, sounding genuinely touched.
    “You’re
the best, Camilla,” Olivia said with a grin, gazing down at the front page of
the Gazette . “Who would have thought,” she marveled, “that so many
people would be interested in our story?”
    “Not
me,” Ivy groaned.
    Later,
at lunch, Olivia and Ivy were sitting with Brendan, Sophia, and Camilla,
surrounded by a mob of people holding out newspapers and begging for
autographs. Ivy looked like she wanted to crawl under the table.
    Suddenly
Charlotte Brown pushed in front of everyone else—except she didn’t want an
autograph. “I don’t see what all the fuss is about,” she huffed. “I mean, it’s
just the Gazette . It’s not like Teen Style or anything.”
    Ivy
rolled her eyes, and Olivia just smiled to herself as she signed a
seventh-grade jock’s newspaper, thinking, Oh yeah? You should see our
glamour shots in Vamp !
    Then
Toby Decker came up, carrying a tray with two towering ice cream sundaes that
he’d made at the dessert bar. He looked so excited— after all, it was
his story the Gazette had reprinted. “You two gave me the biggest scoop
of my life!” he exclaimed, setting a sundae down in front of each of them. “The
least I could do is give you yours!”
    “Thanks,
Toby,” Olivia and Ivy said.
    Both their
mouths were full of ice cream when Sophia snapped a picture. “Who knows what
publication this might end up in?” she said excitedly.
    Ivy
was glad to walk into the library with Olivia after school, to research their
biological parents on the regular Internet. At least in here, she
thought, people will have to shut their boxes about us for a second.
    It was
like the whole school had gone batty. It was strange enough when the Scribe came out, but now it seemed like everyone was idolizing them. Vera had come up
to Ivy and Olivia at the beginning of science, and Ivy had expected a fight.
Instead, Vera just smiled sheepishly, apologized for the way she’d been acting,
and asked for their autographs like everyone else.
    Fame
is like blood, Ivy
thought. Everybody wants a sip.
    She
and Olivia sat down next to each other at a computer in the corner of the
library. Olivia started by doing a search for “Lazar,” and a bunch of results
came up: A noble history of
    Covasna,
Transylvanian aristocracy, the Lazar mines. Olivia clicked through a bunch of them, but mostly all
she found was brief, cryptic mentions. In fact, apart from the fact that the
Lazar family had made their fortune in mining, the girls didn’t find out
anything they didn’t already know. And they didn’t find any pictures.
    “There’s
an old saying in our community,” Ivy said. “‘There’s only one thing more
secretive than a vampire: a vampire aristocrat.’ ”
    “Apparently,”
said Olivia. Next, they tried searching “Susannah Kendall Owl Creek,” but
nothing came up.
    “Didn’t
the ASHH file say she was from Massachusetts?” Ivy recalled.
    Olivia
typed “Susannah Kendall Andover,”