Enzo The way that that girl stared back at me almost seemed to awaken something in me. It was as though we knew each other somehow, as though we knew each other really well. In a strange way, I felt incredibly sad looking at her. It seemed as if she felt the same way, too. But what was even more od
Nina As I sat there in the bar, seeing the two new transfer students kiss like that made me feel not only sad, but also jealous for some strange reason. I didn’t understand it; why would I feel jealous over two new students who I had never even met? That feeling wouldn’t go away, either. I found m
Lori sighed then and stepped forward. She took my hand and squeezed it with concern drawn across her face. “I think you’re imagining things, Nina,” she whispered. “You’ve barely been sleeping. All you do is sit in the infirmary all day and all night, trying to replicate Tiffany’s antidote. Don’t you
Nina Even though I would have much preferred to be going to the dance with Enzo, I agreed to go with Justin — but only as friends. As long as I knew that Enzo could still be out there somewhere, I couldn’t bring myself to let things go any further with Justin. Even if something did happen to Enzo a
Nina “Nina?” Jessica asked, finally making me tear my gaze away from the door where the two new transfer students had just disappeared through. “Knock knock. Anyone in there?” I shuddered as I came back to my senses and turned back to face Lori and Jessica, who were looking at me with concern. “So
“A little accident?” Jessica said, standing. “I saw you coming! You totally did that on purpose!” The new girl pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. “I did not! There’s a rug here. See? I tripped on it.” “Bullshit,” Jessica growled. “And you ruined her brand new dress. You should buy her a new on
Nina I woke up the next morning feeling somewhat excited to the dance, which was finally happening that night. After everything that had happened recently, Jessica and Lori were right when they said that I needed to relax a little bit and have some fun. Of course, I could only have so much fun with
As I walked, I considered my possibilities. I could try to contact that witch and see what she had to say, assuming she was even a real witch and not just a scam artist. Maybe she could somehow help me find Enzo, or even Luke, and then Luke could help me open a portal if he hadn’t gone to the werewo