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Authors: Jennifer Martucci, Christopher Martucci
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person who could back her smart mouth with brawn – or supernatural powers in her case – would be that aggressive. In the case of the girl, her tiny stature left only one other option: she was a witch. Arianna was growing increasingly convinced of it.
“Ha,” Arianna laughed and acted against her trademark tendency for knee-jerk reactions. “Don’t flatter yourself. If I were into chicks, which I’m not, you definitely wouldn’t be my type.”
The girl paused and stared hard at Arianna. Arianna did not look away. She’d expected to feel the buzz of the girl’s energy, strong and similar to the intensity of the pull she’d felt seconds ago. But so far, she felt nothing. Was she losing her mind thinking an ordinary girl had powers? She wondered. She’d also half expected a slow smile spread across the girl lips at her quick comeback, for that matter, and was surprised when it did not.
“Shit, tough crowd,” Arianna mumbled. “I’m Arianna.”
The girl did not answer, just stared at her blankly.
“Do you have a name?” Arianna asked huffily.
“I’m Beth,” the girl replied begrudgingly.
“Now we’re making progress,” Arianna said sarcastically.
“New?” Beth surprised her by stating more than asking with a roll of her eyes.
“ Yep, it’s my first day,” Arianna replied dryly.
“Huh, good luck,” Beth snarled and started to walk away. She paused only to look to the front doors.
A small commotion had begun near the main entrance. A group of eight students, five boys and three girls, had just walked in. Arianna had no idea who they were, but judging from the aggravated look on Beth’s face, she assumed they were not friends of hers. Curiosity nagged her brain so she homed in on conversations around her while Beth glanced back over her shoulder at them. From what she could hear, the group was the popular crew in the school. Chatter ranged from subtle admiration to unhealthy adoration.
“Who a re they?” Arianna asked Beth and nodded toward them.
“ Assholes,” she replied under her breath and walked away as the group approached.
They circled around Arianna just as Beth left. She shifted her attention from the conversations she’d been eavesdropping on in the hallway to the people before her. She tried to tune into the faint hum of energy that existed when she was in the presence of fellow witches. She’d thought she’d sensed it seconds earlier, the vaguest trace of a current rippled through her when she’d first seen Beth. But now, she felt nothing. The faint hum had vanished. The group appeared to be run-of-the-mill human beings.
“ Hey, who’re you,” a girl asked Arianna.
“Arianna. And you are?” Arianna answered icily.
“Oh sorry,” the girl said. “I’m Jess. This is your first day?”
“Yep, how’d you guess?”
“Uh, you have that shell-shocked holy-shit-this-is-my-first-day look on your face.”
“Huh, is it that obvious ?” Arianna asked.
“Totally.”
“Wow, that’s embarrassing.”
A male voice cleared his throat and Jess fluttered to the side. “Oh, yeah, g uys, this is Arianna. It’s her first day,” Jess announced to the group. “This is Scott,” she said and gestured to a boy who appeared to be the heart of the group, the person around whom everyone else had positioned themselves.
“Hey,” Scott said and tipped his chin in greeting. After seeing Desmond the day before, she thought every other guy would look about as attractive as a gnarled gnome in her eyes. But Scott was not unattractive in the least. Her knees weren’t knocking or anything like that, but he was good looking enough. And if she were judging him based solely upon the conversations swirling when he’d walked in, then he was a god.
“How’s it going,” Arianna said.
“Good, getting better by the minute. If you need any help finding your classes, or with anything, just let me know.
“Ha,” Arianna laughed and acted against her trademark tendency for knee-jerk reactions. “Don’t flatter yourself. If I were into chicks, which I’m not, you definitely wouldn’t be my type.”
The girl paused and stared hard at Arianna. Arianna did not look away. She’d expected to feel the buzz of the girl’s energy, strong and similar to the intensity of the pull she’d felt seconds ago. But so far, she felt nothing. Was she losing her mind thinking an ordinary girl had powers? She wondered. She’d also half expected a slow smile spread across the girl lips at her quick comeback, for that matter, and was surprised when it did not.
“Shit, tough crowd,” Arianna mumbled. “I’m Arianna.”
The girl did not answer, just stared at her blankly.
“Do you have a name?” Arianna asked huffily.
“I’m Beth,” the girl replied begrudgingly.
“Now we’re making progress,” Arianna said sarcastically.
“New?” Beth surprised her by stating more than asking with a roll of her eyes.
“ Yep, it’s my first day,” Arianna replied dryly.
“Huh, good luck,” Beth snarled and started to walk away. She paused only to look to the front doors.
A small commotion had begun near the main entrance. A group of eight students, five boys and three girls, had just walked in. Arianna had no idea who they were, but judging from the aggravated look on Beth’s face, she assumed they were not friends of hers. Curiosity nagged her brain so she homed in on conversations around her while Beth glanced back over her shoulder at them. From what she could hear, the group was the popular crew in the school. Chatter ranged from subtle admiration to unhealthy adoration.
“Who a re they?” Arianna asked Beth and nodded toward them.
“ Assholes,” she replied under her breath and walked away as the group approached.
They circled around Arianna just as Beth left. She shifted her attention from the conversations she’d been eavesdropping on in the hallway to the people before her. She tried to tune into the faint hum of energy that existed when she was in the presence of fellow witches. She’d thought she’d sensed it seconds earlier, the vaguest trace of a current rippled through her when she’d first seen Beth. But now, she felt nothing. The faint hum had vanished. The group appeared to be run-of-the-mill human beings.
“ Hey, who’re you,” a girl asked Arianna.
“Arianna. And you are?” Arianna answered icily.
“Oh sorry,” the girl said. “I’m Jess. This is your first day?”
“Yep, how’d you guess?”
“Uh, you have that shell-shocked holy-shit-this-is-my-first-day look on your face.”
“Huh, is it that obvious ?” Arianna asked.
“Totally.”
“Wow, that’s embarrassing.”
A male voice cleared his throat and Jess fluttered to the side. “Oh, yeah, g uys, this is Arianna. It’s her first day,” Jess announced to the group. “This is Scott,” she said and gestured to a boy who appeared to be the heart of the group, the person around whom everyone else had positioned themselves.
“Hey,” Scott said and tipped his chin in greeting. After seeing Desmond the day before, she thought every other guy would look about as attractive as a gnarled gnome in her eyes. But Scott was not unattractive in the least. Her knees weren’t knocking or anything like that, but he was good looking enough. And if she were judging him based solely upon the conversations swirling when he’d walked in, then he was a god.
“How’s it going,” Arianna said.
“Good, getting better by the minute. If you need any help finding your classes, or with anything, just let me know.
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