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you’re in for a real treat. I’ll take you to watch the team practice tomorrow. It’s going to blow your mind! It blows mine every time I watch them. Quinn’s on the team; he’s awesome.”
    “What kind of creature–”
    “Faustine, it’s probably best not to use that word here.”
    “Okay, sorry. What should I call everyone, then?”
    “ Paranormals is fine.”
    “What kind of paranormal skis the best?”
    “We have a whole bunch of different ones on the team, but mainly demons and faeries–”
    “There are faeries here? Cool! I wasn’t even sure that they really existed. Like, is the tooth fairy for real?”
    “I don’t think so,” I murmured.
    “Do they have wings? Are they pretty?”
    I had stopped listening. My heart was doing crazy things, sending surges of electricity down my spine. Was I having a stroke or something?
    “Cordelia, are you all right? Your fingers went all weird.”
    I checked. Yep, my fingers had fused. I closed my eyes, concentrating on stopping any further transformation. I didn’t want to freak Faustine out. I slowed my heart, disengaging it from all outside influences and walling it off. I would have to work on keeping that wall up to stop Jagger from messing with me. Then, I opened my eyes again and gazed into Faustine’s worried face.
    “Cordelia?”
    “I’m fine. Just a minor issue I had to deal with.”
    “Issue? Like, what exactly happened?”
    That happened. I threw a glance at the group that had just arrived at the entrance of the dining hall.

 
     
     

     
     
    S tanding in the doorway, Jagger found my eyes.
    “Wow, they’re really pretty! Look at the amazing green color of their eyes,” Faustine said, drawing my attention to his companions.
    Yep, no kidding. He was flanked by the bombshell blond Holt twins, the Academy’s answer to Mean Girls. Not just any mean girls, though. Faery mean girls. They always got what they wanted, and rumor had it that one of them, Sienna, dated Jagger. I couldn’t for the life of me tell the difference between her and her sister, Jewel, and wondered if Jagger could. Or did he do them both?
    Jagger smirked at me as if he were listening to my every thought. He wasn’t. My wall was up, firm and impenetrable. He whispered something to the twin on his left, and pointed at me. The twin’s face lit up when she spotted Faustine, and she strode over to us, a bright smile illuminating her breathlessly beautiful face. Her twin and Jagger followed close behind.
    “O-M-G! You’re Lady Annabel’s daughter. I am a huge fan of your mother’s. So incredibly pleased to meet you.” She extended her hand to Faustine. “I’m Sienna Holt.”
    Faustine seemed pleased at being recognized, but not the least bit surprised. I guessed she was used to it. In addition to being a busy doctor, Lady Annabel was also a darling of the fashion world. There wasn’t a magazine in existence that hadn’t featured her on the cover, and Faustine was often photographed with her. We had quite a celebrity in our midst.
    “Pleased to meet you, too,” Faustine said with surprising confidence.
    I suddenly had newfound respect for her. She might have only been twelve–nearly thirteen–and terrified by her new surroundings, but she handled her celebrity like a pro.
    “Do you know my mother?” Faustine continued.
    “I wish! No, just from magazines. I’d love to meet her. Did she drop you off? Is she still here?” Then, Sienna suddenly stopped talking and glanced over at Jagger, who maintained a stoic expression. Her lips pinched as she obviously struggled to keep her mouth shut. Sienna finally lost the battle. “This is very forward of me, I know, but I have to ask. Is Lady Annabel a paranormal?”
    Faustine giggled. “No. But my dad is.”
    Sienna’s eyes opened wide. “Who’s your dad? I don’t think I’ve seen him mentioned in the magazines.”
    I was about to butt in. She really was out of order throwing all these questions at Faustine, but