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Brighton?” Sascha asked, changing the conversation to safer subjects. “We’re all newbies.”
    â€œNah,” Colette said. “I’ve been coming here since I was, like, eight, I guess? So, like, nine years give or take a summer?”
    â€œIs the rest of your coven here, too?” I asked, looking around for any sign of them.
    â€œI was the only one invited this year,” she answered with a shrug. “There’ve been others from my group in the past, but they’ve all graduated. Or are too young and inexperienced to make the cut. So, it’s just me for now.”
    Even though Colette seemed perfectly fine to be here by herself, I had to imagine it was incredibly lonely. I made a vow to include her as much as possible.
    â€œWhat’s it like here?” Sascha asked, like she wanted Colette to spill Brighton’s biggest secrets. I, myself, was curious to hear what she thought of the witches’ intensive, too. So far, it hadn’t been what I’d expected. On several different levels.
    â€œBrighton is unreal . The teachers are all really smart and always come up with the best lessons each year. They’re some of the most influential witches alive, you know? And they take time out of each of their summers to come here and teach us . It’s pretty wild when you think about it. I mean, these are the witches that are changing the face of the magicking world. We couldn’t be taught by more talented people.”
    Well at least I was going to be in good company. I’d never really paid much attention to what was going on in terms of current events in the witching world, since I figured it had little to do with my life personally. So I probably wouldn’t recognize any of the elders for the strides they’d made in the paranormal world. But still, it was cool to find out that our teachers were so celebrated.
    If you wanted to be the best, you had to learn from the best.
    Other kids began to show up then and the area we were in started to get more crowded. I heard a loud-pitched laugh and turned to see Brooklyn and her posse sauntering our way. Still looking perfectly put together, the blond bombshell once again commanded everyone’s attention. I forced myself to turn back to Colette and the others.
    â€œHow about the other twitches?” I asked her, hoping it sounded nonchalant despite the timing. “Everyone else cool?”
    Colette followed my gaze over to Brooklyn and a shadow crossed over her naturally happy face. “Most of them,” she said, fighting to keep her pep up. “Every group has its rulers.”
    â€œAnd Brighton’s are?”
    â€œIsn’t it obvious? Brooklyn and her bestie, Eve,” Colette said matter-of-factly.
    â€œEve’s the brunette with her nose in the air, right?” Jasmine asked, unimpressed.
    â€œHow’d you know that?” I asked her when Colette nodded.
    â€œTheir room is right next to ours,” Jinx said. “It’s just the two of them.”
    Brooklyn and Eve had gotten a double room. It figured. The fact deepened my dislike for them both.
    â€œWe ran into them earlier. They walk around like there are cameras following them. The Brooklyn girl introduced herself, but Eve acted like we didn’t exist,” Jasmine said. “Can’t say I’m a fan.”
    â€œBrooklyn seemed okay, though,” Sascha said, practically salivating. She was the only one of our group who gave any importance to popularity and pop culture. She’d been a supporter of mine from the beginning, the only one who acknowledged my place in the social hierarchy. Now that I’d taken on more responsibility in the Cleri, the novelty of my life had sort of worn off for her, I think.
    Sascha couldn’t resist a chance to glom on to the glamorous, so I wasn’t totally surprised she was impressed with Brooklyn and Eve. But would she side with me if she knew that Brooklyn had