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unless you’d like to share with the class, I’d suggest you turn around and pay attention,” Ms. Widdershins said.
    She hovered over the back of my chair. My skin crawled as I looked up into her monocle and gave a weak smile. I don’t know how I missed the smell of perfume that clung to her purple dress. “Sorry.”
    She sniffed then moved on. But I thought I caught a strange expression on her face as she walked past. I watched her so intently that I wasn’t quick enough to catch when everything on my desk started to slide off. It ended up all over the floor. Ms. Widdershins turned around, helping me scoop it all up and put it back on my desk.
    Kevin snickered on the other side of me. I glared. He’d probably used some sort of charm to be obnoxious. Ms. Widdershins handed back the last stack of papers, her eyes scanning the pages.
    “You might want to think of organizing your things a little more, dear,” she told me. Her lips pulled into a tight, annoyed line.
    I nodded, heat rushing to my face. It had been organized before it fell off the desk. My gaze slid back to Kevin’s smirk. I wanted to point a finger and yell, but it wouldn’t do any good. Ms. Widdershins had already proved over the last week that she didn’t care for me. I knew she thought I lied about being magic-free. She already made me take the aptitude test once. When I failed, she immediately scheduled a second one for next week. “A different version,” she’d said. She was nothing if not persistent.
    I kept my mouth shut as she stalked to the chalkboard. I dumped the stack of papers I didn’t need into my book bag. I’d sort it all out again later.
    “What have I done to that pain?” I whispered to Diana, jerking my head towards Kevin.
    She snorted and started to take notes on the scrawl Ms. Widdershins wrote on the board. “He’s always been like that. And he’ll be worse now that Leo decided to take our side.”
    “Diana,” Ms. Widdershins interrupted. “If you please, tell me in the case of Rumplestiltskin versus The Weaver’s Guild, who was the plaintiff and who was the defendant?”
    Diana and I cracked open the huge volume for ethics. While I took notes, I doodled. Everything ended up being question marks and sketches of the house. Harridan House. I kind of liked the name, despite the doom and gloom everyone kept talking about.
    Today wasn’t my day. Just when I thought I was safe, the teacher appeared at my elbow again. She snatched my spiral notebook, covered in more doodles than notes, from the desk. One long fingernail tapped the sketch of the house.
    “I suppose that until I tell you about the curse you aren’t going to pay any attention.”
    I opened my mouth, but she shook her head. “No. We’ll use it as a discussion point.”
    She dropped the notebook back onto my desk and I slid down on the seat, wishing the plastic chair would eat me whole. Ms. Widdershins was going to be the instigator of my social death.
    “Who wants to relate the story of the Harridan House curse?” She asked the question, but she looked straight at Kevin, whose hand already waved in the air. “Kevin.”
    “An old witch cursed the house and the town founders caught her and destroyed her. She haunts the house now, looking to take out her anger on anyone who lives there.”
    A ghost of a smile flittered over Ms. Widdershins’ mouth. Her eyes were shiny, hard points of black. I couldn’t tell if she was irritated with me or angry about something else all together. “That is the abbreviated version, but I suppose it captures all the appropriate points.”
    Another girl, Angela, who had gorgeous olive skin, slightly pointed ears, and a willowy figure that said she could be a supermodel someday, raised her hand. “That can’t be all there is to the story. Couldn’t you tell us the actual history of the legend?”
    Elves, even at my age, wanted to get the truth of everything. Some people said it was because they were wise. Whatever the