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staring back at me were two huge purple eyes. Despite a vision blurred from sleep I knew exactly who had come to visit. Sip sat on my blue coverlet and I didn’t think I had ever been so happy to see someone sitting next to me.
    I grinned. Sip lunged for me and we met somewhere in a tangle of blankets and laughter.
    “Hey,” I said, pulling away. “Are you really here?”
    I examined her face as she raised her eyebrows at me and said, “Yeah, I said I’d be here, so I’m here. Go figure.”
    I must not have hid the worry on my face well, because she frowned and said, “What’s up?” Instead of answering her, I pushed my warm covers away and hauled myself out of bed. It felt strange to move. I must have been lying rigid from fear all night, because my muscles protested my efforts to get out of bed.
    I dressed and motioned for Sip to follow me downstairs. Glancing in my mirror, which I had decorated myself with blue sea glass, I shrugged. Since I didn’t have class today, I just threw on a hoodie and jeans. Tomorrow, for the first day of classes, I’d make more of an effort. Probably. Sip was still confused, but she followed me anyway.
    I was relieved that Mrs. Swan was nowhere to be seen. I loved that woman more every day, but if she had been there she would have seen the tiredness in my face, the dark circles under my wide, haunted gray eyes. I led Sip into the kitchen and rummaged around in the fridge until I had enough stuff for breakfast: wheat toast with homemade blueberry jelly, plus freshly squeezed orange juice (a reminder from Mrs. Swan that she wasn’t far away). Then I headed back upstairs. Sip followed me silently, looking more and more worried with each step.
    When we got back to my room Sip couldn’t take it anymore.
    “What is going on with you?” she demanded, crossing her arms over her chest and almost growling it out like only a tiny werewolf could. “Spill.”
    Looking at my friend, I instantly felt better. I wanted to tell her, I needed to tell her everything. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so worried, because for all I knew Lisabelle was playing an elaborate practical joke, although that wasn’t Lisabelle’s style. Funny wasn’t her forte; she didn’t joke. So there was either something terribly wrong or she did intend to kill all of us. I just hoped it was the former. Didn’t I?
    “Wow,” said Sip, sitting down after I had finished telling her everything about my dream. “That’s creepy and freakish. I’m surprised you dream about Lisabelle so accurately.”
    “Yeah, you have no idea,” I said, taking another bite out of my breakfast.
    “Have you ever dreamed of something like that before?”
    “Nope,” I said, though it wasn’t technically true. My dreams had been getting darker over the summer months and had started to circle more around my friends, but I had assumed I was dreaming about them because I missed them, and that the content of the dreams was darker because there was a demon world that wanted to swallow me whole.
    “I don’t think you should worry about it too much,” said Sip. “I have weird dreams all the time. The other day I dreamed I was a pixie. It was awful.”
    I laughed. “When is everyone getting here?”
    “They’re all coming together,” said Sip. “Lough, Lisabelle, and Keller will be here before dinner. They want us to meet them at the tree line.”
    Relief washed over me. I didn’t want to go into the woods to meet them. It would be too similar to my dream.
    “Are you going to tell Lisabelle that she’s a crazy person even in dreams?” Sip asked eagerly. “Because I would like it if you did. More importantly, I would like it if I were there to witness the telling. Please?”
    “Why, so that she’d kick both our asses?” I asked.
    “No, she would just kick yours. I would push you forward and then take the opportunity to get away. You’re welcome.”
    “I love you too,” I said, grinning at her.
    “Have you and Cale really been