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CHAPTER ELEVEN
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I follow Percy through the hallways, past the kids that gawk and whisper. It feels like the whole world is watching me, and it makes me want to crawl out of my skin.Percy walks at a fast clip, his back straight, and his head raised high. He's the only person who doesn't stare at me like I’m a freak, though that's not saying much.Has the whole school heard about what happened last night?My stomach rumbles, and I have to fight to not vomit into an expensive-looking urn."Where is the headmaster's office?" I ask Percy as we descend the stairs onto the ground floor."It's right this way."Obviously, he doesn't want to talk to me. Not that I can blame him. Who wants to be associated with the school weirdo?"Winter!" At the foot of the stairs, Alice comes running up to me, her dark red hair flying around her shoulders. "Are you okay? I heard about..." She drops her voice and eyes Percy. "I heard something weird happened last night."I stop on the last step and bite my lip, not sur
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First period.It should be innocent enough. Just a classroom. A teacher. Twenty other kids my age.In reality, though, walking into Psychology feels like walking to the guillotine. I know something bad is going to happen today. I just don't know yet what it will be.The moment I step through the door, several minutes before class starts, half the people in the room turn to stare. Heather sits at the front, a bruise on her cheek. Her eyes narrow at me, and I can feel the venom from across the room.Ducking my head, I quickly find a seat as far away from her as possible."Hey." Gregory slides into the desk next to me."Hi." I pull out my Psych book and a notebook."How are you?""...Fine." Over his shoulder, a couple girls watch us. Has he heard about what happened on the bridge?Probably. It seems like every student has. Rumors spread like wildfire when teenagers are involved.Gregory fiddles with a pencil. "Hey, I'm sorry for last night.""What happened last night?""At the
Mortal CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Somehow, the rest of the day's classes manage to pass without event. People still stare, but it gets less and less as the hours go by. By the time the last bell rings, it almost seems that everyone has forgotten about me and moved on.I run up the stairs and into my dorm, which (thank goodness) is empty. Opening up my suitcase, I pull out one of the two swimsuits I brought.I'd stuffed them into my luggage at the last minute, more as a gesture of hope than anything else. I hadn't known for sure that there would be a pool at Hawthorn, but now I'm glad I took the chance.With the suit on under my clothes and goggles and a cap in hand, I jog back down the stairs and out the main building's back door. Signs point me along a cobblestone path to a building that says "Vandemark" on its front door. It has high, wide windows spanning its whole perimeter and the second I open the door, the familiar smell of chlorine hits my nose.Bleachers line the walls, between them a vibrant, sparkling po
Mortal CHAPTER FIFTEEN
When I show back up at the pool house a couple hours later, the lights are turned down. I almost turn back around, thinking the pool is closed, when I see the people gathered around its edge.Soft lights flicker in the pool, and what looks like vines and seaweed drift below and above the surface. It's almost magical, and I find myself drawn to the edge, where I crouch down and touch the water."Cool, huh?" Emma crouches next to me."Yeah." I draw my hand back. "Why is it like this?""See any flags in there?"I look hard. "No.""They're hidden well tonight." She adjusts her swim cap. "Riverheist is basically capture the flag underwater.""That's really neat." A grin pulls at my lips. "I can't believe I've never heard of it.""It's not that popular, I guess. We only play one team around here. They're brutal, though."I stand up. "They're that good?""It's more than that. The students there are pure evil. They've come over here a few times before and tried to trash Hawthorn. Plu
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"Winter?" Alec crouches down and inspects me. "Are you okay?"I look away so he won't see my tears and ignore my aching arm, which I landed on. "I'm fine."He offers me a hand. I hesitate, but having him so close proves irresistible. The moment I touch his hand, heavenly warmth shoots through me."Who are you running from?" He pulls me to my feet."No one." I wipe my face with my sleeve. "I was just going somewhere ...else.""You have no shoes on." He frowns, staring at my feet, and I follow his gaze.Turns out, I ran all the way across the frozen ground without even noticing my lack of footwear. I left my shoes back in the locker room."I took them off." I cross my arms and try to look tough."You took your shoes off in the grass and walked across campus barefoot?"I shrug. "I guess.""Are you trying to get sick?""No." I look away so he won't see the tears in my eyes. "I was just going to my dorm."My dorm that I share with Heather.Okay, so maybe that's a bad idea.Is
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Holding my breath, I tiptoe down another few steps. The main building is quiet, but I don't trust that. This whole place is full of surprises.A clock ticks on the wall. Ten minutes to go. I should have just gone to the clock tower hours ago and waited for Alec there, but the thought of being in that dark, ominous building all by myself creeped me out.Suddenly, footsteps sound on the stairs above me. Panicked, I look for somewhere to hide.I reach the bottom of the stairs and look to my left. Most of the doors are closed, but there's one at the end that's slightly ajar.I put my hand on the knob and push. It gives easily.Panic flooding my stomach, I step inside. Crouching, I look through the crack as Madame Aldine descends the stairs and heads toward the offices. It's not until she's out of sight that I breathe a sigh of relief."Funny running into you here."I nearly jump out of my shoes.Whirling around, I find someone sitting in the windowsill, the window cracked behind th
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I tap my pencil against my textbook and stare at the words on the paper. I've read the same paragraph over at least ten times and it still doesn't make any sense.Nothing makes any sense right now."Nice jacket." Alice takes a seat next to me at the long library table and pops a piece of gum into her mouth."Huh?"She nods at the jacket I'm wearing, and heat floods my cheeks. I completely forgot I'm wearing Alec's jacket. The only reason I have it on is because I figured I should return it to him whenever I see him today and this seemed the best way to keep track of it.It's definitely not because it smells like him.Nope. Not at all."It's not mine," I mumble, taking it off and stuffing it into my bag."Whose is it?" She leans closer, her eyes going wide. "Oh my gosh... Is that a guy's jacket?"Her voice pitches at the end, and I look around self-consciously, hoping no one else heard. Our classmates aren't paying attention, though. They're either using study hall to hang out
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Sitting in last period, I can’t stop thinking about Alec..He skipped the class that we share today, and since I didn't see him at lunch or in study hall it's a good bet to assume he doesn't want to be found.Am I really that disappointing to him?More than anything else, I hate that I care so much.Sighing, I try to focus on writing down the weekend's homework. Alec and I never had potential. It doesn't matter how I feel about him or what happened in that dream.Maybe Alice and Gregory are right and Alec is someone who just needs to be avoided.I roll my head from shoulder to shoulder, trying to loosen up my stiff muscles. There's a bit of time before I meet Gregory, so I plan on heading to the library and researching Silver Hunters and supernaturals. Right as the bell rings, my phone vibrates in my pocket.Unknown number: Meet me at the bridge at 5:30.I frown and text back. Who is this?It's Alec.My insides start to go warm and fuzzy, but I quickly shut that down.Me: So
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