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inevitable upheaval. Every time she got bored and wished for a change of scenery, she created a reason for our schools to cut ties with us. Permanently and irrevocably. I think she’d been building up to blackmailing the principal in our last town, before the riot and, consequently, the wraith ripped control away from her.
If this was any indication, my guess was that Jenna was ready for a change of scenery.
So I just had one question.
“What the hell took her so long?” I growled.
It didn’t get better. It got worse.
Jenna was nowhere to be found during the day. It was like she’d vanished after getting out of the car that morning. There were no adults to fix the problem—I tried calling Nick, but his phone went straight to voice mail. Same with Quinn. Aside from Kelly, who appeared to only show up to try to teach us about our “inner coven light,” I didn’t know any other adult witches in the school.
It only took first period before Justin and the others realized what was going on. I was almost surprised that Jenna wasn’t bragging right out in the halls. Cole showed up at my locker after my pre-calculus class let out, though his attention was more on everyone else in the halls but me.
“Can you move out of my way?” I grunted, pushing at his shoulder where it blocked the lock on my locker. Cole shrugged and inched to the left, barely enough room for me to input my combination without him creeping into my space. I reached out, grabbed his shoulder, and pushed until he was a full locker away. He turned to give me a sour look and then lifted his head. “Hey, who thinks my brother’s a hottie?” he shouted.
Oh my god, I was going to kill him.
There were catcalls and howls, guys who thought it was cool to jump on the “no homo” bandwagon, and girls. Lots of girls. Maybe all of the girls. Except no, Maddy was down the hall scowling. Bailey came down the stairs, looking like she had no idea what was going on. Which she probably didn’t.
“I can’t hear you!” he yelled, gesturing for the crowd to turn the volume up. Which they did. Enthusiastically.
I grabbed and dragged him towards me, clamping a hand over his mouth. “Are you freaking kidding me?” I hissed down at him. Cole squirmed, but even at his slipperiest, I was more than a match for him. I dragged him with me down the hall until he let his body go slack, forcing me to drag his weight. He thought that would be enough to make me drop him. Instead I shrugged, scooped him up, and dropped him over my shoulder in a fireman carry.
“Put me down, you jerk!” Cole punched at my back, getting one good shot in on my kidney before I reached the end of the hall. Teachers came out of their classroom at the disturbance, more than one looked like they wanted to intervene between Cole and me, but no one did.
Worse, a few of the teachers looked like they were only moments away from joining in all the noise themselves.
Maddy followed us into one of the back hallways, where the school had been expanded in the last twenty years. The tile was different, slapped down quickly sometime in between throwing up nondescript plasterboard walls and popcorn-spackled ceiling tiles. I dropped Cole once the crowd thinned out around us, and was surprised when Maddy appeared at my side. “Where is she?”
There are bad liars, and then there’s Cole. He telegraphed every lie by doing the exact opposite of how he thought liars acted. Most people avoid eye contact, but Cole didn’t look away, even tried not to blink. He never fidgeted or acted nervous, he actually became like a frozen mannequin, like if he stayed completely still everything he said, no matter how implausible, would pass inspection.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, followed up by a too sincere, “Jenna didn’t do anything.”
“How did you know I was talking about Jenna?”
“ I mean—what? What are you talking about?” The more flustered he got, the more the
If this was any indication, my guess was that Jenna was ready for a change of scenery.
So I just had one question.
“What the hell took her so long?” I growled.
It didn’t get better. It got worse.
Jenna was nowhere to be found during the day. It was like she’d vanished after getting out of the car that morning. There were no adults to fix the problem—I tried calling Nick, but his phone went straight to voice mail. Same with Quinn. Aside from Kelly, who appeared to only show up to try to teach us about our “inner coven light,” I didn’t know any other adult witches in the school.
It only took first period before Justin and the others realized what was going on. I was almost surprised that Jenna wasn’t bragging right out in the halls. Cole showed up at my locker after my pre-calculus class let out, though his attention was more on everyone else in the halls but me.
“Can you move out of my way?” I grunted, pushing at his shoulder where it blocked the lock on my locker. Cole shrugged and inched to the left, barely enough room for me to input my combination without him creeping into my space. I reached out, grabbed his shoulder, and pushed until he was a full locker away. He turned to give me a sour look and then lifted his head. “Hey, who thinks my brother’s a hottie?” he shouted.
Oh my god, I was going to kill him.
There were catcalls and howls, guys who thought it was cool to jump on the “no homo” bandwagon, and girls. Lots of girls. Maybe all of the girls. Except no, Maddy was down the hall scowling. Bailey came down the stairs, looking like she had no idea what was going on. Which she probably didn’t.
“I can’t hear you!” he yelled, gesturing for the crowd to turn the volume up. Which they did. Enthusiastically.
I grabbed and dragged him towards me, clamping a hand over his mouth. “Are you freaking kidding me?” I hissed down at him. Cole squirmed, but even at his slipperiest, I was more than a match for him. I dragged him with me down the hall until he let his body go slack, forcing me to drag his weight. He thought that would be enough to make me drop him. Instead I shrugged, scooped him up, and dropped him over my shoulder in a fireman carry.
“Put me down, you jerk!” Cole punched at my back, getting one good shot in on my kidney before I reached the end of the hall. Teachers came out of their classroom at the disturbance, more than one looked like they wanted to intervene between Cole and me, but no one did.
Worse, a few of the teachers looked like they were only moments away from joining in all the noise themselves.
Maddy followed us into one of the back hallways, where the school had been expanded in the last twenty years. The tile was different, slapped down quickly sometime in between throwing up nondescript plasterboard walls and popcorn-spackled ceiling tiles. I dropped Cole once the crowd thinned out around us, and was surprised when Maddy appeared at my side. “Where is she?”
There are bad liars, and then there’s Cole. He telegraphed every lie by doing the exact opposite of how he thought liars acted. Most people avoid eye contact, but Cole didn’t look away, even tried not to blink. He never fidgeted or acted nervous, he actually became like a frozen mannequin, like if he stayed completely still everything he said, no matter how implausible, would pass inspection.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, followed up by a too sincere, “Jenna didn’t do anything.”
“How did you know I was talking about Jenna?”
“ I mean—what? What are you talking about?” The more flustered he got, the more the
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