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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20. Chapter Twenty

"She probably compelled you," Sara stated, throwing a piece of popped popcorn in the air and catching it in her mouth.  She, Maxine, and I were sitting in the dorm room I shared with Maxine.  We were going to do our homework, but Sara had convinced us that watching a movie was a better idea somehow.

     "She what?" I obviously needing to pick up a magical dictionary.

     "She used her vampire powers of compulsion to control you," Maxine answered.

     "That's not funny."

     Sara shrugged and threw another morsel of popcorn into her greedy mouth. She said through a mouthful, "It wasn't meant to be. I'm serious, Honey is very powerful. She's a strong breed."

     "Are vampires the most powerful?"

     Maxine and Sara began laughing and rolling on the floor, clutching their stomachs when I asked. I checked the movie to see if it was a funny section that they were laughing at and not me, but it was just a girl eating dinner and watching her old-fashioned telephone like a hawk. I sighed heavily.

     "No," Sara said, controlling herself. "Vampires are only powerful if they have gifts or they've recently fed on human blood."

     I threw my hand into the bowl of popcorn and threw pieces into my mouth one-by-one. "Then who is?"

     "Probably fairies or witches. Werewolves are capable of death and shape shifting but that is only two things. Fairies and witches can make magic, we're special."

     "We are?"

     "Well, fairies are more special because they are astoundingly rare but Max and I are powerful as witches, too."

 

Early the next morning, a student free day (apparently, according to Max, this was extremely rare) Ryder knocked on my door. I wasn't up and when I stirred, found Max hurrying around pleasing him.

     "Oh, of course, my prince," she kept saying. I threw my blanket over my head and groaned, willing myself back into sleep. Minutes later, Ryder had jumped onto my bed and was shaking me awake.

     "It's research day. Turn that brain on because we've got a hard day of studying ahead of us."

     "But it's a student free day!" I complained, throwing him off of me and stumbling towards the bathroom with blurry vision and fowl breath. I covered my mouth and tried patting my hair down to a reasonable level - if that was even possible.

     Ryder didn't seem at all bothered. I wondered suddenly if he had any siblings or someone to keep him company. Maybe that's why he was so interested in me. Maybe he didn't have many friends.

     He was a nice enough looking teenage boy who looked almost as if he hadn't grown out of his chubby, young-boy cheeks but, at the same time, had. He was a strong looking, handsome male who would be the centre of attention for a group of girls wanting some action. But, he looked almost inexperienced, like he'd never had a serious relationship before. Had he ever kissed a girl?

     I shook my head, realising that my thoughts had drifted into too much depth about a boy I knew hardly anything about, and bit my lip. While shifting my weight, both Ryder and Max stared at me with suspicious eyes.

     "Caught up in a bit of a thought, there?" Max teased, a toothbrush hanging out the side of her mouth and white foam covering her lips. I smiled and felt my cheeks flush slightly.

     "So, studying? Why?"

     "Well, surely I can't be the only one curious about your being? You set me off as a vampire or witch kind of girl but one can never be sure without proof!"

     "You call deciphering my species studying?"

     Ryder shrugged and threw me some clothes from inside a cupboard. "Sure, but you have to read up about The Kinds before you can see what you have in common with its existence. Put these clothes on and grab a notepad and pen. We're heading to the library."

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