Tainted Enchantment

Seventeen year old Sophie has just enrolled herself into a magical boarding school for fairies, a creature no one at her age believes, and doesn't know it. But whilst struggling with the distance from her boyfriend Drake and family, she unravels the truth about her real father and why people are out to kill her. In the end, who can Sophie trust? The boyfriend that has come to rescue her? Her best friend? Her roommate? Or the fey father she never knew she was related to? Which one is out to kill one of the most powerful fairies in history? Will the surprise she discovers send her into waves of depression? Follow the journey as Sophie learns who to keep close, and who not to keep close.

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19. Chapter Nineteen

"Woah, security, a zombie has replaced my year eleven chemistry partner!" Markis chuckled at my state and sat with his chin in his hands, staring at me with challenging eyes. I ignored him, sliding into the seat beside his, and letting the heavy textbooks fall onto the desk from my weary arms.

     "Keep your mouth shut and you might get the old Sophie back."

     He raised his hands to stop me, a grin stretched from ear to ear. Despite his utter rudeness, he did look surprisingly attractive today. His hair was messy and all over the place but his blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up and his skinny black jeans made up for it. Looking away and forcing myself to concentrate on what  the teacher wrote on the blackboard, he laughed and flicked my wrist playfully.

     "No way. I don't want that bitch ever back!"

     I flinched.  "I'm not a bitch."

     He raised his eyebrows in a you-could've-fooled-me way before shrugging.  "If you say so."

     An unexpected pang of hurt went through my heart and I put my pencil down.  "You think I'm a bitch?"

     He shrugged again.  "I wouldn't put it past you."

     I pushed my chair back as I stood up.  "I'm going to be right back," I mumbled without looking at him and told the chemistry teacher that I was going to the restroom.  Markis sat up straighter in his seat, as though he was going to protest, but I ignored him and went out into the hall, bolting for the bathroom.

     Tears were hot on my cheeks.  Everything was so frustrating, and out of my league.  It was all driving me crazy.  I was supposed to be attending a prestigious boarding school, where I would have real world experiences and make friends and fit in.  Even though this was a prestigious boarding school, I don't fit in here, and don't belong at all.  This school is full of mythical creatures and crazy people, and even made me crazy enough to think that I could hear animals talk.

     The yearning to go home was there as sudden as a bomb would go off.  It was sudden, but it was true.  I want to go home, where things were normal.  To the place where I had friends, and family to fall back on.  And Drake.  I missed him so badly.  His smile, his touch, the way he could bring sunshine to any of my days.  He even somehow managed to make me smile when my dog Bebe died.

     I pulled out my phone from my pocket, wiping away my tears.  That's probably what I needed, to talk to him and reassure me that I'm probably crazy.  I tried to call him, and it rang for awhile before going to voice mail.  Trying not to freak out, I tried to redial.  He always answered my calls.  Drake was the type where his phone was never off, or on silent.  I knew because he got in trouble for not having it off on a daily basis.  It's one of the reasons I forced him to keep his phone in the car when we go to movies, and one of the reasons that he helped the janitors after school.  Voice mail again.

     My grip tightened on the phone out of anger and it was sent flying by my frustration.  The tears were streaming down my face now, my hands in fists on the marble sink.  What could he possibly be doing?  He was always so dependable that he would leave class to answer my calls...

     "You should be more careful with stuff like this."

     When I looked up at the mirror, I saw a reflection of Honey leaning against the door.  The shock of seeing her here had me spin around and face her, not that that was a good idea either.  I wasn't in my strongest position, and she's a vampire.  There was a smirk on her face as she held my phone in her hand. 

     "Give that back," I forced through gritted teeth.

     "And why should I?" that smirk grew on Honey's face as she started tossing the phone in the air and catching it effortlessly. 

     My hands were clenched so tight that I could've drawn my own blood.  I was about to march over and slap her when she let out a sigh.  "Relax, Soph," she said.  "I was just messing with you.  You know, trying to lighten the mood."  She shut the door behind her and approached me, holding out my phone.  "Maybe you should tell me about what's on your mind, Sophie.  You seem like you need a friend."

     I cautiously took my phone from her and looked her in the eye.  She looked as genuine as she was beautiful.  Still, I couldn't be sure if I could trust her, especially since Maxine and Sara didn't.  But then again, I'm not sure if I could trust them either.  "What do you know about friendship?" I hissed.

     "Not much," she admitted.  "But I know a lot about companionship."

     I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't help cracking a smile.  And to think that I thought Honey could be the last person in this school that could make me smile.

     She offered me a smile that I never expected to see on her face.  It wasn't one of smugness or mockery, but one full of genuine kindness.  And then, before I knew it, I was deliriously spilling all my thoughts out right in front of her in a sobbing mess.  I went on and on about home, about how I got in, and how I didn't belong here and everything that's happened since.  I left out Markis and Ryder, though.  I sort of wanted to have some secrets left.

     Once I had spilled my guts out, I sniffled and used the back of my hand to wipe the tears off of my face.  "So you probably think its stupid, huh?  How a mundane girl like me somehow got into a world like this."  I waved my hand in the air to signal that I meant this crazy, magical school.  "It was probably stupid of me to stick around, too."

     When she offered me a handkerchief with a little bow on it, I was even more surprised.  I couldn't help but look up at her.  Her eyes met my eyes, full of determination. 

     "It was not stupid," she said calmly, but her voice radiated power.  "You need to stop worrying.  Everything it going to be okay.  So what if you haven't found out your power yet?  They're probably rusty because you've never used them, and probably because your parents don't seem to use them either.  If you can talk to animals, you're probably a witch or you belong to one of those fairy courts.  Ask your parents, they'll probably tell you.  So stop worrying.  Everything is going to be okay."

     As soon as those words left her lips, I could feel the truth in them.  Slowly, all my worries disappeared and my faith and determination was restored.  I opened my mouth to thank her for listening, but then she broke eye contact and stepped towards the door.

     Before she ducked outside, she looked back at me and said, "And I hope you know that you can't be just a normal human, because a normal human doesn't have two heartbeats.  You probably can't tell with your duller senses, but my vampire hearing can, and you're not normal."

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