The Fake Heart (Time Alchemist Series)

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semester.
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 7
    I sat on the edge of the rumpled bed, my back against the wall and holding one of the plush pillows to my chest. I really should have changed out of my uniform (I could already imagine how early I’d have to get up to make sure my shirt was wrinkle-free as well as the pleated skirt. Not to mention cleaning my shoes that probably had bits of dirt and grass stuck to the bottom).
    Dove was on the other end, playing with frayed ends of blankets. She left her opened drink untouched on the window sill, and I made a mental note to buy bottled water instead of caffeinated drinks instead. That was a huge waste of money for the little allowance that was sent to me every two weeks.
    “So…” I began, uncertain.
    “Where do I even begin?”
    “From the beginning—no, wait, how did you even find my room? And how did you even know this was my room in the first place?”
    Wordlessly, she reached into the pocket of her denim shorts, pulling out a piece of paper folded into a perfect, if slightly rumpled square. I took it tentatively, my fingers trembling slightly as I unfolded it—revealing my class schedule. And at the very top:
     
    St. Mary’s Academy
    Emery Delaine Miller—Sophomore Student—Resident of Moore Hall
     
    “How?”
    “I found it sticking out of your bag when you…fell,” Dove said, “It wasn’t too hard to find where Moore Hall was. This was the only room empty, so I simply assumed this was were you were staying. Forgive me; I did a little…double checking to make sure this was really you’re room. And I’ve been waiting here, ever since this morning for you.”
    I smoothed my crumpled class schedule over my leg, running my hand slowly over the crisp page. “Let’s push that bit of creepiness to the side. I…want to know who you are.”
    Dove crossed her bare legs, and turned a little to face me. I couldn’t help but notice how really long and slender they were, but they also looked toned , like she was a runner. Then again, judging by how well she was fighting this morning, maybe she was just that kind of person who was incredibly fit and strong. “Well, I already told you my name. Dove Raysburg . Again, I’m eighteen years old, and I practiced the act of Blood Alchemy—a very rare type of alchemy but…alchemy none the less.”
    “Is that how you saved my life?”
    “Yes.”
    I crossed one ankle over the other. “Okay, Dove. What are you doing here…why?”
    “Should I start from the beginning?” she asked.
    I eyed her wearily, “How far from the beginning? Oh you know what, never mind. Just…wherever you want to start, I guess.”
    “It’s quite a long story…”
    A yawn escaped my lips, but I was far from tucking in for bed now, even if my body disagreed. “I’ve got time—uh, I mean, tonight I have time, you know…”
    Dove nodded, and then settled back against the wall. Something told me to get comfortable also, so I stretched my legs out so that my feet were dangling off the edge of the bed.
    “I’ll start as far as I can. I know…we’ll begin with the Elixir.” She began. “The Elixir of Life has been known by many names over the years: The Philosopher’s Stone; the Elixir of Immortality…the list goes on. But basically it is just called the ‘Elixir’ by most alchemists. It’s a potent substance used in alchemy to increase ones power tenfold. It’s incredibly powerful—but at the same time it’s incredibly dangerous, especially if it falls into the wrong hands.”
    “Dangerous?” I repeated. How could something that could cure diseases or grant immortality by dangerous?
    “I’m getting to that.” In other words: Shut up, Emery. “Centuries ago, an alchemist named Nicolas Flamel was rumored to have created the Elixir of Life. It could cure any disease, turn any metal into priceless gold, and grant the user a body free of illness and age. In other words: an eternal body. There were even rumors that Flamel himself had

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