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
I lock my door behind me, then let out a sigh. My bed appears so inviting. I don't bother to undress, just fall, exhausted on top of the covers. I don't like sleeping alone anymore since I met Kairr and Ben. One way or another, I will get my ghosts back.* * *Hands grab me, hauling me off the bed.
Both of my hands start to sizzle, and I nearly cry out with relief.But the wolf in front of me hunches down, growling deep in his chest.Does he sense my power?I thrust my hands out, but my arms move only a half-inch. The magic whips across the ground, stirring up leaves and dirt.For a moment, th