14 Flipping Out - My Sister the Vampire by Sienna Mercer Read Free Book Online

is
very
true.’
    The last thing she wanted to think about right now was how much everyone seemed to have changed . . . even her own twin. So she was only too glad when Camilla launched into questions about the
filming experience on the set of
Eternal Sunset.
Olivia might not know all the technical details that Camilla, a director herself, was curious about, but thinking about the London shoot
was a perfect distraction from the day she’d had.
    Camilla looked out through the kitchen window. Olivia saw her notice Mr Abbott standing silently with his back to them, his hands together and his head slightly bowed.
    Camilla’s eyes widened, and she stopped in the middle of a question about film cameras. ‘Um . . . is your dad praying?’
    ‘Oh, no. He’s
meditating.
’ Olivia frowned, putting down the potato she was peeling as she tried to remember what he’d told her earlier. ‘He’s looking
for some kind of energy, but I can’t quite remember what it is. “Jee” energy, maybe? Or “T” energy . . . or maybe even “B” energy! It could be any of them
. . . but definitely not “Chin”!’
    Sudden laughter burbled out of her as she remembered Ivy’s desperate attempt in homeroom.
I wonder if she’s found her chin yet?
    Olivia was pretty sure she’d seen the real word Ivy was trying for on one of her dad’s books once . . . but she thought it was spelled with a ‘Q’, not a
‘Ch’!
    ‘Ohh-kay.’ Shrugging, Camilla started chopping potatoes as she launched back into her interrogation about the movie set.
    After the third straight question about camera lenses, though, Olivia had to give up. ‘I’m sorry! I’m really not all that familiar with the technical stuff. I was just focused
on remembering my lines.’
    ‘Oh.’ Camilla slumped. ‘And you didn’t ask a single question about what frame-rates they were using?’
    ‘Um, well . . . no.’ Olivia winced at the disappointment on her friend’s face. Turning away, she swept the potato peels into the compost. ‘It just didn’t occur to
me. But it will next time, I promise!’
    ‘We-e-ell . . .’ Camilla gave a melodramatic sigh, then winked. ‘I guess I can wait.’ Hopefully, she added, ‘When will the next time be, exactly?’
    Olivia groaned, falling back against the kitchen counter. ‘This weekend. Already! Can you believe it?’ As her friend started to mix together the final ingredients in a large clay
mixing bowl, Olivia said, ‘It’ll be another whole
week
of shooting. I told my teachers, and they’ve piled up so much homework for me to take, I don’t know how
I’ll get through it all! When I open my mouth on set next week, I might just start reciting weird historical test questions instead of my character’s lines.’
    ‘Olivia Abbott, less than perfect on-screen?’ Camilla smiled, setting down her spoon. ‘It’ll never happen. You know I’m right. Now, what else do you want for
dinner, besides the potato salad?’
    ‘Honestly?’ Olivia shrugged. ‘I’m feeling in the mood for cereal!’
    Camilla blinked. ‘Are you joking?’
    ‘I wish,’ Olivia said. ‘I’m still so jet-lagged, my body seems to think it’s morning! In fact – I’m so jet-lagged, I even thought that . . . oh, never
mind.’ She slumped.
    ‘What?’ Camilla frowned.
    ‘Nothing,’ Olivia said. ‘It’s dumb. I just . . . I shouldn’t talk about this.’ She turned away and pulled down a box of cereal. ‘Let’s eat now,
OK?’
    ‘No, tell me.’ Camilla put one hand on her arm. ‘What is it?’
    ‘It’s . . .’ Olivia bit her lip. ‘There was just a weird moment at lunch today . . . well . . . Ivy didn’t
want
me to sit with her,’ she finished in
a rush.
    ‘What?’ Camilla stared at her. ‘That doesn’t sound like Ivy.’
    Olivia shrugged unhappily. ‘Honestly, at the time I was just confused. But now that I’ve had time to think about it . . . well, it’s kind of getting to me.’ As hurt
bubbled up inside her,