Well, that’s the whole issue between us, isn’t it? Not sure I really want to know, I ask, “What would you normally do?” Maggie narrows her eyes on my face. A glance at the girl I don’t know yet—Lily?—reveals she’s hanging on every word, even though she’s pretending to be focused on Hannah. Finally Maggie sighs. “I get blood from the internet.” What? Chloe leans forward in her seat. “You mean like on Ebay?” The corner of Maggie’s mouth quirks up. “Not exactly. There are a couple of message boards where these kids hang out… they’re obsessed with vampires. I don’t know if they really think we’re real or what, but they send me blood. Their own blood,” she clarifies. “That’s what’s in your secret closet at Eww!” the Lily girl exclaims, unable to hide her interest in our conversation any longer. “Yup. I have a whole fridge full. Had.” Maggie frowns. “How do you get it? I mean, you can’t just have it delivered to your dorm room, can you?”
