"Brene?" one of my classmates calls out and I hurry to catch up to the group outside.We walk along the dirt trail to the woods bordering the Academy. Mrs. Jonas is rambling nonstop and I put on my gloves."Spend a little time before you hack off the branch. Be respectful and ask the tree for permis
When I enter the classroom, I place the wand near the window and tie a notecard with my name on it on a string. My mind keeps focusing on what Kiarr and Ben said about the tree and I decide to look up details on it once I finish my classes for the day.I shuffle to my next class, Spells and Hexes an
At the end of the day, I flop across my bed, kind of excited about the idea of making a wand, and glad Mrs. Jonas is a hands-on theory professor rather than just spouting facts.My Magical Theory textbook is splayed open and I flip through the descriptions of wand making and trees until I come to th
"What troubles ye, lass?" Kiarr faces the bed, trails of sunlight flicker through his ghostly form.I rub my eyes, not even realizing that I had fallen asleep last night but knowing I must have. "Nothing. Everything.""Is it about sending us back to the grave?" Kiarr's hand rests on the hilt of his
I'm dead, I'm dead. No. I'm worse than dead, I'm trapped in the school with a bully who will lord over me that I made out with a ghost. I pace in my bedroom, chewing on my fingernails. Gwen couldn't have seen Kiarr, could she? Maybe she guessed I had a guy in my room because of the state of my cloth
I rush to my room to check if the ghosts are there and to drop off my backpack when I find Ben waiting for me. He's sitting on the edge of the bed as though fixing to have tea."Oh, hi." Relief floods me that he's here and okay. "Where's Kiarr?""He said he wanted you and me to get to know each othe
How many clothes can four girls wear? I sit on the bench, watching the washer finally spin the last load of clothes. It won't surprise me if the machine starts smoking.I glance at my cellphone. Aunt Grace had sent me a smiley face but no message. She must know I recognized my lousy Uncle's voice an
"Yes." I push past her into her room. "I've got mega trouble."She closes her door, her frown making her face mask droop."She has Ben and Kiarr. My ghosts." I throw my hands up in the air, pacing in her small room. "I don't know how, but she figured out about them and she trapped them in some purpl