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and tried to get it, but she was taller than me. “I know that. What do you think I am, a baby? Duh. Everyone knows Twilight came from a dream.” I jumped again and snagged the sleeve of her pajama top, pulling her arm down with it. “Give me my book.”
    Cassidy sighed and released her hold, letting me take the book from her. “Do you really know it’s not real, Claire?”
    “Yes.” I stomped over to my bed and set the book carefully on the nightstand.
    “Then what makes you think Tony’s a vampire?” she asked warily as she headed back to her bed.
    I sat down and shrugged. “Everything.”
    “And?”
    I crossed my legs. “Okay, did you happen to notice how he knew what I was thinking?”
    “Uh, no. I must’ve missed that.”
    “Did you feel how strong he was? He felt like steel.”
    Cassidy’s eyebrows shot up. “Wait. You touched Tony’s muscles?”
    “Yeah. And he’s a whole lot stronger than he looks.”
    “You touched his muscles? When did this happen?”
    “On the Ride the Duck tour. Why?”
    “Well, where was I?”
    “Right next to him.”
    “Oh.” She blinked and then asked, “So this is what makes you think he’s a vampire—he’s strong? And he knows what you’re thinking?”
    “And he wouldn’t eat his food, because he said he was sick. Except, then his mom said he never gets sick.”
    “And because he was sick, you concluded that he was a vampire?” I could tell my sister thought I’d totally lost it.
    “Yes, because being sick was just an excuse not to eat. Vampires don’t like to eat regular food. And . . .” I fiddled with my hands.
    “And?”
    “And he stared at me a lot.”
    “Oh my gosh,” Cassidy mumbled under her breath. “Are you for real?”
    “Yes, Miss Know-it-all, I am.”
    Cassidy started to giggle.
    “Ha ha. Very funny.”
    She laughed harder.
    “You know I’m going to prove you wrong, right?”
    Her laughter turned to snorts. Very stupid-sounding pig snorts, I might add. It wasn’t funny. “I will prove you wrong!”
    She fell off the bed. My sister was literally rolling on the floor laughing. And she thought I was the idiot.
    “You know, you can stop now,” I decided to add after another minute of listening to her hilarity.
    “I know!” She gasped. “But—but—b–b–but it’s j–j–just soooo fu-nnyyy!”
    “Ha ha.” I got up off my bed. “You know, knock yourself out, okay? Have a good li’l party down there, thinking all about Tony being a vampire.” She burst into more laughter. “I’m gonna go wash this gunk off my face.” I pointed to my makeup in case she was watching. She wasn’t. With a huge sigh, I stepped over my lunatic sister. Then I walked into the bathroom and slammed the door behind me. Peals of laughter vibrated off the walls, and I willed myself not to roll my eyes again. I will prove her wrong. Tony Russo is a vampire, and I know it.
    I waited until Cassidy had calmed down completely before I ventured into our room again. She was reading Twilight , propped against her pillows and the headboard.
    “Hey, that’s off limits.”
    She smirked. “Just brushing up on my vamp knowledge. I’ll give it back when you need it.”
    Like I need it. I practically had the thing memorized. “Don’t worry. Go ahead and use it. You’ll need it.”
    She snapped the book shut.
    Ooh. That got to her.
    “So, what are you going to do if he lures you away from everyone else and bites you?” she asked with a smirk.
    “I thought you were through.”
    “So did I!” She giggled and raised her hands in a defensive pose. “Okay, okay. I promise I’ll stop now, okay?”
    “Promises, promises,” I mumbled, then climbed between the sheets and turned off my lamp.
    Cassidy’s lamp was still on. It illuminated her bed and made her light blonde hair glow like a halo around her head. She set the book on the nightstand, and I watched her climb down to say her prayers.
    Sheesh. I totally forgot. Grudgingly, I pushed the covers off