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Chatoyant College Book 13: Chapter 40: Into Danger

Edie waited for the professors to tell her, Corrie, and Dawn why they thought they would be able to help, but they seemed uncertain how to begin. Finally Corrie leaned forward. “Look,” she said. “We’d like to help, but we don’t know what you think we can do. Why would we know anything about what happened? Did they tell you we were there, or something? I don’t think they would lie, but maybe there’s some faerie trick going on. No offense.”

“That is exactly what we fear is going on,” Professor Lal said. “We are fairly certain that the killer is, in fact, a faerie. But we do not know how or why it is killing.”

Dawn crossed her arms over her chest. “Start from the beginning. What do you know, and what do you suspect?”

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Chatoyant College Book 13: Chapter 39: The Old Chairs

Edie, Corrie, and Dawn managed to have dinner by themselves—except for Rico, who was perfectly understanding when they reached a fork in the path and Dawn told him she had to go meet with the magic professors with her friends and he wasn’t invited. Edie actually felt a little jealous as he gave Dawn a kiss on the cheek and walked cheerfully back to Gilkey on his own. They were so sweet together, and Leila had never been that understanding, even when she had claimed to be.

But Leila was gone now. That was probably for the best. Edie missed her, but only because she’d been the first person to have a real romantic interest in her, at least who was actually a woman. She didn’t want that relationship back.

The three of them walked back over the paths to the magic building. It was still light out—the sun wouldn’t set for more than an hour—so people were still around, walking between the different dorm buildings, the library, the dining hall, and occasionally the academic buildings. Edie saw a whole group of people who appeared to be approaching the arts building.

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Chatoyant College Book 13: Chapter 38: Trust

Edie wondered what her magic professor could possibly have to talk to her privately about. Had she done something wrong? Or was it just something that she didn’t want Derwen to hear about? Much as Edie liked hanging out with Derwen, she had to admit that the faerie girl wasn’t the most discreet.

“You and your friends know a lot more about the truths on this campus than most other students,” Ginny said, looking Edie in the eyes. “In fact, I’m pretty sure you know more about it than any other humans.”

“Not exactly humans,” Edie couldn’t help saying with a grimace. She wished she hadn’t interrupted the professor—she was really curious where this was going.

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Chatoyant College Book 13: Chapter 37: The Past and the Present

Edie kept trying to get into the trance state that Ginny had described, but it was getting frustrating, and she was pretty sure that being frustrated was just going to make it harder for her to get into trance. It didn’t even feel familiar at all, even though she knew she’d done trance magic before, last semester. But that book had given bad advice—maybe she’d just learned it wrong. Right now, she wasn’t going to have any success. She decided to just sit there, watching the class and breathing evenly.

When she looked sideways at Derwen, she got a surprise. Derwen was looking sideways at her, too. When Edie caught her eye, she grinned and winked. So she wasn’t in trance, either.

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Chatoyant College Book 13: Chapter 36: Trying Trance

Edie couldn’t believe how fast the semester was drawing to an end. They would be having exams next week! It didn’t seem like enough time. Of course, for some of her classes, the end couldn’t come quickly enough—she was really looking forward to getting the student-written plays in her theater class over and done with, and while she liked her French class well enough, she was really looking forward to the French classes she’d signed up for in the fall semester, which would be more challenging and immersive.

She wished her magic class wasn’t coming to an end quite so soon, though. True, next semester she’d be taking even better magic classes, but she felt like Ginny’s class hadn’t even scratched the surface. Part of that had to do with missing a class, of course, but she thought it was also just because there wasn’t enough time to fit in all the interesting things in one semester.

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Chatoyant College Book 13: Chapter 26: Other Friends

Edie headed up the stairs to the fifth floor. She marveled sometimes at how easy it was for her to climb the stairs now. Sure, she still got a little bit out of breath at the top, but she caught her breath again before she reached her own room. And her legs didn’t burn from all the climbing.

She hoped she didn’t get out of shape over the summer, or in their new dorm next year. They hadn’t learned yet whether they’d gotten the room assignment they wanted, but it probably wouldn’t be on the fifth floor of any building. Maybe if she did get out of shape, Corrie would finally convince her to go for a run some morning.

It would still involve getting up early, though, so probably not.

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Chatoyant College Book 13: Chapter 25: Golden Evening

Zip and her friends didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that Edie wasn’t quite sitting with them. “Mark, want to start your story over so Edie can hear it?” Zip said.

“Sure,” said a boy with light brown hair and pale eyes—paler than the rest of the group, anyway—who was leaning back on his elbows in the grass. “So over the summers I work at my dad’s shoe store. Last summer on my last day of work it’s pretty quiet and this woman comes in. I’m sitting behind the counter reading a magazine because, come on, it’s boring. So I’m not paying attention to her.” A few of the listeners grinned.

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