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.


10. Chapter Ten

There was someone from Inglewood Academy was waiting for me once I departed from my airplane.  Good thing, too, because I sort of forgot the address card at home, so there was no way I would've been able to get there with a cab except by a miracle.  It was also a miracle that I caught my plane on time, because that cry-fest with my friends seemed to have lasted hours.  The only reason it ended when it did was because a car honked its horn and brought me back to reality.

     "I'm Laurel, and I'm the school counsellor for all intensive purposes. Feeling depressed? Give me a tingle!" She was a bright a chirpy old lady and small and plump. She had grey curls that didn't even reach her shoulders and her lips were painted with a bright purple gloss. Her eye lids were shaded blue and her ears and inside her nostril were full of jet black hairs. She was a very unfortunate looking woman.

     "Hello." I wasn't sure how to react to her intense cheerfulness, as I never carried much of it myself. I considered me to be a down to earth person who spoke the truth - most of the time, given previous circumstances - and never was afraid of my true identity.

     "Shouldn't be long 'till we get there. Now, I'll just go round up the car and we'll be good in five short seconds! Maxine can't wait to meet you!"


I was assigned to a room on the third floor of the boarding building and number forty. I was set to board with a girl my age named Maxine - clearly introduced as Max -  who was to orientate me to the school and its students. After our brief meet and greet, she snuck me down two doors and into her friends' room. Sara and Honey.

     "So, what's your school called again?" Sara asked, shoving Honey's wandering hands out of her shiny red hair. It was flaming and blinding. She had bright green eyes that brightened when Max entered the room, almost as if it were a relief with her there rather than just the Honey girl.

     "Harrien High, but technically, this is my school now."

     The three girls looked at me strangely and smiled at each other wobbly grins. I fiddled with my hands nervously and shrugged. They laughed.

     While Honey went off to put on some makeup, readying herself for the dinner and school assembly that evening after, Maxine and Sara sat me down on Sara's bed and talked to me, showing me their friends, boyfriends and carefully pointing out who to avoid. It seemed that Honey was on that list.

     "What's wrong with Honey?" I asked, when they read her name off an invisible list of girls and few boys.

     Sara shrugged innocently and looked at Maxine with puppy dog eyes. "She just doesn't think of others and wants every boy's attention in the school, which she definitely has. Except for his."

     My breath caught in my throat as I swallowed. Another one. Another girl who thinks it's probably funny to hit on my own boyfriend and assume that it would be OK with me. Yet again, another girl who was a failure at earning a normal girl's trust.

     Honey walked out of the bathroom, plastered in makeup. She was stunning. She wore a figure-hugging blue shirt and red skinny jeans to show off her sticks. Her breasts looked like they were about to fall out of her top but then she threw a jacket around her shoulders and covered them up. She had strawberry blonde hair that was a short clip, reminding me of a tomboy but miraculously and totally feminine. I wanted that haircut.


     "Hmm?" she looked over with a sweet smile.

     "Will you cut my hair like yours?"

     She giggled and nodded, "Of course, but we have dinner now so maybe later. I knew we'd get along well."

     I smiled at that and watched her waltz out of the room like a floating goddess. Her heels clicked and clacked down the hall and I strained my ears until I couldn't hear anything more. Sara and Maxine were still looking at me when I turned back, an excited grin plastered on my face.

     Maxine managed a forced smile when I locked eyes with her with demand in my eyes.

     Sarah sighed and dragged me down the eery halls and into a great big hall, buzzing with so many students it was overwhelming. Both genders sat mixed through together and this made me smile, again.

       "So, have you seen him?"

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