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shoulder. This was why she would be queen one day; she was capable of striking fear into all people.
Avalon burst into a fit of laughter as soon as Seraphina was gone. He was practically rolling on the floor, unable to contain himself.
“You might as well have said, ‘Yes, ma’am,’” he wheezed through explosive laughter.
“Shut up,” I spat back defensively. “What was I supposed to say?”
“Oh man, that was the funniest thing I have ever seen," his hilarity eventually subsided into a softer version while he wiped tears of laughter from his eyes.
“I will never have a good day at Kingsley, will I?” I turned around and pushed the backdoor of 101/711
the History and Language Building open, walking out into the fall drizzle that had clouded the early afternoon sky.
7.
By the time Avalon and I reached the farmhouse the Nebraska sky was dumping water from above. Despite the torrential downpour, Avalon skidded off the gravel road and onto the drive of the Resistance farmhouse spraying mud and water everywhere.
I let out the breath that Avalon’s driving had caused me to hold and cringed at the thought of stepping out of the vehicle. Several young men stood in the doorway of the metal barn watching us. I recognized about half of them and realized there were several new additions.
I noticed Avalon’s hand on the door handle, and decided the best way to get through the rain was to face it head on. I flung the door open and did my best to sprint through the mud and gravel towards the barn. My clogs sunk deep into the puddles of grimy wetness and by the time I 103/711
reached the barn I was soaked to the bone and splattered in mud.
The boys milling around the entrance to the barn scattered out of my way as I tumbled through the barn doors dripping dirty water everywhere. I did a little shake, much like a dog, and double-fisted my hair to force it away from my face.
I flung my head upwards, spraying everything around me with water. I was positive my black eye liner and mascara were running down my face, but I was helpless to stop it. I squinted through the black haze, and stared back at the thirteen or so faces gawking at me. A shiver ran down my spine, and I was frozen to the bone by icy water.
Suddenly, a familiar laugh burst through the silence and I recognized it as Jericho's. I shifted my gaze to his, and watched him bend over, clutching at his stomach. It dawned on me, a little slowly, that he was laughing at me, and I hoped suddenly it was just because of my appearance.
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I had hoped, for a moment that Avalon would share my humiliation and we could take on the
“wet dog” look together. I was wrong. Avalon strolled casually towards the barn, unconcerned and completely dry. He was surrounded by a cloud of magic that not only kept the rain from touching his clothing, but dried the ground before he even took another step. By the time he entered the barn, he was as hysterical as Jericho and laughing loudly at me
“Piece of crap,” I yelled, irritated and freezing.
“Ok, seriously Eden. What is wrong with you?” Avalon asked sarcastically in all his dry clothes glory.
“Avalon, don’t be so hard on her,” Jericho recovered from his fits of laughter to come to my aid, albeit a little mockingly. “Eden can’t help it if she forgets about her magic.” He smiled mischievously at me and I heard a new guy question, “How is that possible?” The rest of the newcomers eyed me suspiciously as if I was dangerously more than I seemed.
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“Hey, hey, hey,” Jericho arrived at my side, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder, simultaneously comforting me and drying my icicle of a body with his magic. “Like I said, she can’t help it, guys,” He smirked playfully, before placing his other hand in front of his mouth to whisper to the group loudly, “She was raised human.” I pushed Jericho away with mock injury and pretended to pout. I heard the group of boys snicker to each other
Avalon burst into a fit of laughter as soon as Seraphina was gone. He was practically rolling on the floor, unable to contain himself.
“You might as well have said, ‘Yes, ma’am,’” he wheezed through explosive laughter.
“Shut up,” I spat back defensively. “What was I supposed to say?”
“Oh man, that was the funniest thing I have ever seen," his hilarity eventually subsided into a softer version while he wiped tears of laughter from his eyes.
“I will never have a good day at Kingsley, will I?” I turned around and pushed the backdoor of 101/711
the History and Language Building open, walking out into the fall drizzle that had clouded the early afternoon sky.
7.
By the time Avalon and I reached the farmhouse the Nebraska sky was dumping water from above. Despite the torrential downpour, Avalon skidded off the gravel road and onto the drive of the Resistance farmhouse spraying mud and water everywhere.
I let out the breath that Avalon’s driving had caused me to hold and cringed at the thought of stepping out of the vehicle. Several young men stood in the doorway of the metal barn watching us. I recognized about half of them and realized there were several new additions.
I noticed Avalon’s hand on the door handle, and decided the best way to get through the rain was to face it head on. I flung the door open and did my best to sprint through the mud and gravel towards the barn. My clogs sunk deep into the puddles of grimy wetness and by the time I 103/711
reached the barn I was soaked to the bone and splattered in mud.
The boys milling around the entrance to the barn scattered out of my way as I tumbled through the barn doors dripping dirty water everywhere. I did a little shake, much like a dog, and double-fisted my hair to force it away from my face.
I flung my head upwards, spraying everything around me with water. I was positive my black eye liner and mascara were running down my face, but I was helpless to stop it. I squinted through the black haze, and stared back at the thirteen or so faces gawking at me. A shiver ran down my spine, and I was frozen to the bone by icy water.
Suddenly, a familiar laugh burst through the silence and I recognized it as Jericho's. I shifted my gaze to his, and watched him bend over, clutching at his stomach. It dawned on me, a little slowly, that he was laughing at me, and I hoped suddenly it was just because of my appearance.
104/711
I had hoped, for a moment that Avalon would share my humiliation and we could take on the
“wet dog” look together. I was wrong. Avalon strolled casually towards the barn, unconcerned and completely dry. He was surrounded by a cloud of magic that not only kept the rain from touching his clothing, but dried the ground before he even took another step. By the time he entered the barn, he was as hysterical as Jericho and laughing loudly at me
“Piece of crap,” I yelled, irritated and freezing.
“Ok, seriously Eden. What is wrong with you?” Avalon asked sarcastically in all his dry clothes glory.
“Avalon, don’t be so hard on her,” Jericho recovered from his fits of laughter to come to my aid, albeit a little mockingly. “Eden can’t help it if she forgets about her magic.” He smiled mischievously at me and I heard a new guy question, “How is that possible?” The rest of the newcomers eyed me suspiciously as if I was dangerously more than I seemed.
105/711
“Hey, hey, hey,” Jericho arrived at my side, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder, simultaneously comforting me and drying my icicle of a body with his magic. “Like I said, she can’t help it, guys,” He smirked playfully, before placing his other hand in front of his mouth to whisper to the group loudly, “She was raised human.” I pushed Jericho away with mock injury and pretended to pout. I heard the group of boys snicker to each other
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