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.


25. Chapter Twenty-Five

I was in Dad's arms first.  Not because he was my preferred parent, but because he was the one to pick me up from the airport.

     "How are you doing, Buttercup?" he asked me once we broke apart.

     I offered him a smile as I pulled my suitcase along with me out to the car.  "Honestly, Dad, I've felt better."

     His happy expression morphed into one of worry.  "Is school too stressful for you, Sophie?  You know, you're always welcome here if it's too much."

     I shook my head at him.  "It's not too stressful at all.  It's just a lot to take in, and I had trouble fitting in at first, but I'm fine now."

     His smile was easy to return as he helped .  "That's great.  You know, it's really get that you decided to come and visit.  Owen misses you a lot, and your mother has been driven crazy by his crying."

     I smiled at that.  "Yeah, it's nice to be home.  You know what I miss more than anything?"

     "What, darling?"

     "Home cooking," I answered with affection.

     From the passenger seat, I could see half of the smile that touched my father's lips as he replied, "Well, then I guess your in luck.  We're going to have that family dinner tonight instead of tomorrow, since you're here now."



I dressed formally for dinner once more- Mum had bought me several dresses while I was gone- and I  was trying to apply minimal make-up when Todd came sauntering into my room.

     "Well, there's my long-lost cousin," he grinned into the mirror as he stood behind me from where I sat at the vanity.

     Our gazes met in the mirror.  "What are you doing here?" I couldn't stop my own smile.  "I'm not supposed to see you until we're at Gran's."

     "I figured that I could drive you over there," he responded as he began playing in my hair.  On a normal day, I would've jerked away and scolded him for touching my hair, but I let it slide because I missed him.

     I turned around to return the hug he gave me.  "I missed you," was muffled into the shoulder of his shirt.  He smelled as good as always, cinnamon spice with a hint of natural musk.

     "You, too," he said, before pulling away.  I could've sworn that his eyes wore shining, but then he turned away and headed for the door.  "You should hurry; you know how my mom hates when we're late.  Plus, this dinner is being held tonight because everyone misses you.  You can't be late for that.  I'll be waiting in the car."



"You think what?"

     Todd's voice was full of shock as his attention went off the road for a second to stare at me.  He looked at me as though I had just said that I saw a flying saucer coming out of the sky.

     "Look out!" I yelled, as he swerved to get the car back on the right side of the road.  The trunk that we barely missed gave us the bird and honked his horn.  "You seriously need to learn to keep your eyes on the road.  If you keep up these little incidents, you're gonna end up killing someone."

      "Why on Earth would you think you're a fairy?" he exclaimed.  "Other than the fact that you're probably crazy, I mean."

     I recounted for the second time of all of my experiences at Inglewood Academy and what led me to my conclusion.

     "So?  People make mistakes all the time," he argued.  "You could've been looking at the sample of one of the fairies- what am I saying?"  He started to shake his head.  "This is all crazy.  All these things don't exist."

     "But they do," I argued.  "I've seen it with my own eyes.  I've experienced it firsthand."

     "Just because you heard animals talk to you doesn't make you a fairy," he continued to not believe me.  "It just means that you didn't get enough sleep."

     "What if I could prove it?" I asked after a long sigh.

     A look of alarm crossed his face.  "How could you do that?"

     "By talking to animals, of course."

     He shook his head.  "How would I know that you're not making it up?"

     I bit on my lower lip.  "Well, what do you want me to do?"

     He crossed his arms across his chest.  "I don't know.  Can't you fly?  Or make flowers grow?  Isn't that what fairies do?"

     My eyebrows furrowed.  "I can try.  The flower thing, not the flying.  I haven't exactly grown wings yet."

     I looked at one of Gran's trees and tried hard to concentrate on the tree.  My eyes fluttered shut and while I felt like an idiot, I concentrated on blooming flowers on the tree.  I wasn't really sure how to do this, but hopefully this was the way.  A moment passed, two, then three.  This was probably a stupid idea.  But then I heard Todd gasp and I opened my eyes.

     And I saw that the tree had grown cherry blossoms in the middle of autumn.

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