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.


22. Chapter Twenty-Two

"You look as handsome as ever," I smiled into the webcam as I watched Drake's face on the screen.  He appeared to be distracted, though, with some video game.  At least, that's what I thought until I heard the alert for his instant messenger go off.  "Who's distracting you?" I asked, trying to be nonchalant.

     "Lilah. We're history partners."

     I checked my watch : 10:30pm. This was not going so far. So far, we were talking about me, and then more me, and then - oh, maybe, ME? I wanted my old Drake back to make me laugh and act like we'd seen each other yesterday. Maybe he'd moved on while I was still in the 'dating' zone.


     "Yeah. You're looking beautiful, Sophie. I'll never stop loving you." Yep, he's back to normal. I loved him too and we were the perfect couple. He was handsome and I was beautiful - it was practically made to be.


"Experiment number one," my chemistry teacher read aloud off his sheet that we all had copies spread out in front of us. Markis, because he'd forgotten his folder, was reading over my shoulder and his hurried breathing was beginning to irritate me. I shoved him away and asked for another sheet, taking the blame when Mr Saunders asked me why I hadn't brought my own. Markis found that awfully funny.

     "Inspecting and comparing fairy blood with whatever you are. Now, all fairies to the front." I looked around as the two magical creatures walked to the front, their heads bowed and ashamed. My heart went out to them though I didn't know why. They were the most powerful, as Sara had said, and they were the most afraid. How could that be?

     "Uh, Mr Saunders, I need a new partner. I am not sampling the blood of a vampire, seeing as they had none."

     I scowled at Markis and the teacher just frowned and crossed his arms at my chemistry partner. "You know there are no vampires allowed in these labs, Markis. Are you saying that poor Sophie has broken my curse to get inside?"

     "Sure," Markis replied with his back turned.

     "That's what I thought. Seeing as my labs have the only access to weapons possible of killing vampires the school believes it is unsafe for them in here. I agree. Now back to it."

     Five minutes later we each had a drop of purple blood from the two girls at the front who were  later nestling their fingers under bags of ice. After siding with Markis that they should just get over a small prick to their fingers, I put my eyes to the microscope eye lens and watched the blood on the slide. It was like a plant cell. It was shaped in hexagons, like textiles.

     I'd never seen blood under a microscope before. It was extremely interesting.

     "Ok, now for your blood."

     I jumped away from Markis and his pin. "Your crazy if you think I'm going to let you prick me!"

     He smirked and examined the tiny spear. "You scared, Sophie? Trust me, I would take great pressure in taking your blood for this experiment. I promise to make this as comfortable as you as possible."

     "Yeah right." I snatched the pin from him, pricked myself and dropped the blood onto a new slide, preparing it. He slid it onto the microscope after removing the fairy slide and eyed it excitedly. I watched as his body tensed.

     "What? Something wrong?" I put a hand on his shoulder and shoved him out of the way, demanding an explanation. He went pale and shook his head, never meeting my gaze purposely.

     "Take a look. I apologise for being so mean to you this past week or two."


     I threw my head down to the eye lens and gasped. My slide, with my blood was identical to the fairy blood. I began to shake but a sense of greediness came through me. I was a fairy and I was more powerful than Markis.

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