"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

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

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

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

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.