Corrie only had a little while between her classes, but she and Edie went over what she’d heard about Jo. Edie was surprised to hear that anyone would want to leave campus, but realized it made sense after they discussed it. To them, campus had always been a dangerous place—it had been on their second night there that the entire hall had been awakened by Roe’s scream and everyone had discovered that Annie was missing (though the two things turned out to be unrelated). It had only gotten worse when most of them had forgotten about Annie, and Dawn had needed to rely on her newly-discovered Sight to remind everyone about her. Come to think of it, it had also been on their second day on campus that Corrie had discovered that her stalker ex-boyfriend, Paul, had followed her to college.
Corrie worked on some homework until it was almost time for class, then realized she actually was hungry. She had just enough time to stop at the coffee cart and get a bagel, cream cheese, and latte before she had to be at her Intro to Lit class.
She hurried in to the class at the last minute and sat down beside Edie as she always did. She opened her cream cheese and started to slather it onto the bagel, so it took her a minute to notice that the class was really quiet. That could have been because it was time for class to start, but Professor Moran didn’t come in for a few more seconds, and when she did, the class went entirely silent.
Corrie looked at Dawn, surprised by her statement. “You think they know more than they’re saying?”
“Who?” asked Edie. “The administration?”
“Yeah, whoever sent the email.” Dawn pointed to it. “The Office of Communications. Or the administration as a whole, probably. These people are just the ones who send emails. Maybe it’s even the guards who are hiding something.”
“Or the magic professors,” Corrie said. “But what do you think they’re hiding?”
Friday, May 19
Corrie felt refreshed as she left the bathroom after her shower, toweling her hair dry. Now that it was a few inches long, she’d thought about buying some styling gel to see what kind of interesting things she could do with it, but at least she could make it stick up if she managed to dry it correctly—it was just thick enough to stay up if it dried that way.
Or maybe she would just cut it all off again, now that summer was coming. It would be nice to feel a breeze around her scalp when it wasn’t the middle of winter.
“Well, he shouldn’t have gotten mad at you for that,” Corrie said, incensed on her friend’s behalf. She felt her hands balling into fists. Unfortunately, not only was Link not there, but hitting him wouldn’t do anything anyway. “Just because he’s—“
Roe held up her hand, nodding. “He apologized for that the next morning. He said he just overreacted because his ego was hurt.” She smiled faintly. “He says I can have all the time I need to decide my answer, but he really wants me to say yes. Of course, we might not be able to see each other again at all after he graduates, because the king could decide to keep him at home and that’s that.”
They dawdled over their food a little longer—after all, everyone had to finish their dessert and no one had a ton of work due the next day—but finally headed back outside and toward Gilkey. Corrie checked her phone and was surprised to find that it was almost ten; time had passed quickly while she hung out with her friends.
She was even more surprised, as they approached Gilkey, to see Roe pacing back and forth in front of the door. She was easily recognizable even from a distance in the dark, because the light over the front door and coming out from the window in the common room shone off her long, pale hair.
There will be no new chapters of Chatoyant College this week, September 4 or September 7. I am on vacation! See you on the 11th!