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Delyle is.”
    Ari attempted a shrug but only succeeded in squealing a little in pain. “It’s my first day here.” She gasped.
    “You landed hard on your shoulder. It’s going to be sore for a few days,” Ms. Neemer said, stating the obvious. “You should try not to move it.” She walked over to the sink and brought back a glass of water. Dropping two pills into Ari’s hand, she said, “Take these and drink all of this. It will help you feel better.” Hesitating at the doorway, she turned back to add, “We attempted to reach your grandfather, but no one could seem to locate him.”
    “Oh,” Ari mumbled. She had been hoping they wouldn’t think to call Richard.
    “Well, I did reach your mother, so I let her know. She wasn’t even on your list of contacts, so it was by accident that I reached her at all.”
    Imagine that, Ari thought grimly.
    While the pain meds helped with the pain, the magic flames roaring through her body trying to heal her made her very, very sleepy. Sleeping was a potential life sentence for Ari, because she couldn’t fend off a Carules attack in her sleep. At least, she didn’t think she could — she’d never had to before. Trying to keep herself awake, she ran through a list of spells the Carules had that could kill her. Traditionally, Carules magic had been defensive — they healed and transported and did, well, defensive things. It had evolved to be more like the offensive magic Edrens possessed, but their spells still weren’t as powerful. They made up for that in the fact that there were more Carules than Edrens. So now that she thought about it, she probably could fight off a Carules attack in her sleep. To be safe, though, she should stay awake anyway. She feuded with the magic-induced weariness for as long as she could and she won. For a whole ten minutes. Just when she was drifting off into what was sure to be a blissful, pain-free sleep, Ms. Neemer woke her up. “If you don’t stay awake, we’ll have to take you to the hospital.” She admonished, flashing the bright light into her eyes again. Ari gritted her teeth, vowing not to fall asleep again. Carules attacks she could handle. Bright, painful light in her eyes she could not.
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    “Wow. Brittany outdid herself on the decorating,” Charity said as she and Shane walked into the crepe-papered, balloon-infested gym. Hunter trailed behind them, having made it known that he was none too thrilled about coming to the dance, but he wasn’t letting Shane out of his sight until he knew for sure the new girl wasn’t a threat. Shane humored him, since, as the Carule’s Prodigy’s Guard, it was Hunter’s calling in life to protect him.
    The room was packed with students dressed in colorful dresses and handsome suits. Spinning silver balls caught the dim light and threw it haphazardly across the walls, floor, students, and above it all, music throbbed.
    “Brittany had nothing to do with it,” Nevaeh responded as she wandered by in a floor-sweeping yellow chiffon. Most girls couldn’t pull it off, but Nev did so fabulously.
    “Nev! You look gorgeous! I love your dress!” Charity squealed, grabbing her by the shoulders and spinning her around in a circle. Nevaeh laughed, jutting her hip out and throwing one hand up in the air like a supermodel.
    Before she and Charity were lost to the baffling girl world of dance gossip and squealing, Shane jumped in. “Hey Nev, you hung out in the nurse’s office after we left, right?” Shane watched Hunter out of the corner of his eye.
    His Guard locked on to the conversation with interest, heaving a frustrated sigh as Nev turned to Shane and gave him a slow once-over, taking in his dark red shirt with his black tie and dress pants. She raised her big brown eyes back to him and nodded. “Nice, Mr. Delyle. The clothes do you justice.”
    “Thanks.” Shane laughed easily, used to being complimented by beautiful girls. Charity giggled, bumping Nevaeh with her shoulder.
    “Yes,