Spellbinder (4 page)
The girl's lashes swept down as she looked at the drawing, then up again. She smiled at Thea and nodded slightly.
Thea smiled and nodded back.
After class, without any need to discuss it, Thea followed the girl to the front of the school. The girl looked around to make sure no one was in earshot, then turned to Thea with something like resigned wistfulness.
"Circle Midnight?" she said.
Thea shook her head.
"Circle Twilight.
Aren't you?"
The girl's face lit up with shy delight. Her eyes were dark and velvety. "Yes!" she said and rushed on, "But there are only two more of us-two seniors, I mean-and they're both Circle Midnight, and I was afraid to hope!" She thrust out her hand, dimpling. "I'm Dani Abforth."
Thea felt her heart lighten. The girl's laughter was infectious. "Thea Harman.
Unity."
It was the age-old greeting of the witches, the symbol of their harmony, their oneness.
"Unity," Dani murmured. Then her eyes widened.
"Harman?
You're a Hearth-Woman?
A daughter of Hellewise?
Really?"
Thea laughed. "We're all daughters of Hellewise."
"Yes, but-you know what I mean. You're a direct descendent. I'm honored."
"Well, I'm honored, too. Abforth is 'All-bringing-forth,' isn't it? That's a pretty impressive line itself." Dani was still looking awed, so Thea said quickly, "My cousin's here, too-Blaise Harman. We're both new-but you must be, too. I've never seen you around Vegas before."
"We moved in last month, just in time to start school," Dani said. Her brow puckered. "But it you're new, what do you
mean
you haven't seen me around?"
Thea sighed. "Well, it's kind of complicated. . . ."
A bell rang. Both she and Dani looked at the school building in frustration, then at each other.
"Meet me here at lunch?" Dani asked.
Thea nodded, asked which way her French class was, and then flew off toward the other side of the building.
She sat through her next two classes trying to actually listen to the teachers. She didn't know what else to do. She had to concentrate to keep the image of gray-flecked green eyes out of her mind.
At lunch, she found Dani sitting on the steps out front. Thea settled beside her and opened a bottle of Evian water and a chocolate yogurt she'd bought at the snack bar.
"You were going to explain how you know Vegas," Dani said. She spoke softly because there were kids everywhere in the front courtyard, sprawled in the sun with paper bags.
Thea eyed a row of sago palms and felt herself
sighing
again. "Blaise and I-our mothers died when we were born. They were twin sisters. And then both our dads died. So we grew up sort of moving around from relative to relative. We usually spend the summers with Grandma Harman, and we live with somebody else during the school year. But these last couple of years . . . well, we've been in five high schools since we were sophomores."
"Five?"
"Five. I think five.
"But why?"
"We keep getting expelled," Thea said succinctly.
"But-"
"It's Blaise's fault," Thea said. She was mad at Blaise.
"She does-things-to boys.
Human boys.
And somehow it always ends up getting us kicked out of school. Both of us, because I'm always too stupid to tell them she's the one responsible."
"Not stupid, I bet. Loyal," Dani said warmly, and put her hand on Thea's. Thea squeezed it, taking some comfort in the sympathy.
"Anyway, this year we were in
To the captain of the football team.
His name was Randy Marik. . . ."
When Thea stopped, Dani said, "What happened to him?"
"He burned the school down for her."
Dani made a sound halfway between a snort and a giggle. Then she straightened out her face quickly. "Sorry, not funny.
For her?"
Thea leaned against the wrought-iron stair railing.
"That's what Blaise likes," she said bleakly.
"Having power over guys, messing with their minds.
Getting them to do things they would never ordinarily do. To prove their love, you know. But the thing is
,
she's never satisfied until they're completely destroyed. ..." She shook her head. "You should have seen Randy at the end. He'd lost his mind. I don't think he'll ever get it back."
Dani wasn't smiling anymore. "Power like that... she sounds like Aphrodite," she said softly.
And that's right, Thea thought.
Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love who could turn passion into a weapon that brought the whole world to its knees.
"Remind me sometime to tell you what she's done to the other guys she's played.
In a way.
Randy was lucky. . . ."
Thea took a breath. "So, anyway, we got shipped back here to Grandma Harman because there weren't any other relatives willing to take us. They figured if Gran couldn't straighten us up, nobody could."
"But that must be wonderful," Dani said. "I mean, living with the Crone. Part of the reason my mom moved us here was that she wanted to study with your grandmother."
Thea nodded. "Yeah, people come from all over to take her classes, or to buy her amulets and things. She's not always easy to live with, though," Thea added wryly. "She goes through a couple of apprentices a year."
"So is she going to straighten Blaise up?"
"I don't think anybody can. What Blaise does-it's just her nature, the way it's a cat's nature to
play
with
mice. And if we get in trouble again, Gran says she's going to send us to our aunt Ursula at the
"The Convent?"
"Yeah."
"Then you'd better stay out of trouble."
"I know. Dani, what's this school like? I mean
,
is it the kind of place where Blaise can keep out of trouble?"
"Well . . ." Dani looked dismayed. "Well-I told you before, there's only two other witches in our class, and they're both Circle Midnight. Maybe you know them . . . Vivienne Morrigan and Selene Lucna?"
Thea's heart sank. Vivienne and Selene-she'd seen them going to summer Circles, wearing the darkest robes of any of the Circle Midnight girls. The two of them plus Blaise would make . . . well, a lethal combination.
"Maybe if you explain to them how important it is, they might help you keep Blaise under control," Dani said. "You want to go talk to them now? They'll be on the patio by the cafeteria-I usually eat with them there."
"Um ..." Thea hesitated. Talking to those two- well, she doubted it would help. But on the other hand, she didn't have a better idea.
"Why not?"
On the way to the cafeteria, she saw something that made her stop dead. Taped to the stucco wall was a giant piece of butcher paper, painted orange and black at the margins. In the center was a grotesque figure: an old woman with a black
dress,
disheveled white hair, and a wart-covered, haglike face. She was straddling a broom and wearing a pointy hat. Lettering under the picture said coming
OCTOBER 31
... THE ULTIMATE HALLOWEEN PARTY.
Hands on hips, Thea said, "When will they learn that witches never wore pointy hats?"
Dani
snorted,
her heart-shaped face surprisingly dangerous. "You know, maybe your cousin has the right idea after all."
Thea looked at her, startled.
"Well, they are an inferior species. You have to admit that. And maybe it sounds prejudiced, but then they're so prejudiced themselves." She leaned closer to Thea. "You know, they even have prejudices against skin."
She held out her arm. Thea looked at the flawless skin, which was a deep, clear brown. "They'd think we were two different races," Dani said, pressing her arm against Thea's tan one. "And that maybe one was better than the other one."
Thea couldn't deny it. All she could say, feebly, was, "Well, two wrongs don't make a right. . . ."
"But three lefts do!" Dani burst out, finishing the old witch carol. Then she dissolved into laughter and led Thea to the patio.
"Let's see, they should be over there. . . . Oh. Oops."
Oops, Thea thought.
Vivienne and Selene were at a secluded table on the far side. Blaise was with them.
"I should have known she'd find them first thing," Thea muttered. From the way the three girls had
their
heads together, it looked as if trouble were brewing already.
As Thea and Dani approached the table, Blaise looked up. "Where've you been?" she said, waving a finger reproachfully. "I've been waiting to introduce you."
Everybody said hello. Then Thea sat down and studied the other two girls.
Vivienne had fox-red hair and looked tall even sitting down. Her face was animated; she seemed sparkling with energy. Selene was a platinum blond with sleepy blue eyes. She was smaller, and moved with languid grace.
Now, how do I politely say, "Please help me suppress my cousin?" Thea wondered. She could already tell it wouldn't be much use. Viv and Selene seemed to be under Blaise's spell already-they turned to her every other second as if checking for approval. Even Dani was watching Blaise with something like fascinated awe.
Blaise had that effect on people.
"So we were just talking about guys," Selene said, twirling a straw languorously in her bottle of Snapple iced tea. Thea's heart plummeted.
"Toyboys," Vivienne clarified in a lovely melodious voice. Thea felt the beginnings of a bad headache.
No wonder Blaise is smirking, she thought. These girls are just like her. She'd seen it at other schools: young witches who seemed to flirt with breaking Night World law by flaunting inhuman power over boys.
"Aren't there any of our kind of guys here?" Thea asked, as a last hope.
Vivienne rolled her eyes.
"One sophomore.
Alaric Breedlove, Circle Twilight. That's it. This place is a desert-no pun intended."
Thea wasn't really surprised. There were always more witch girls than guys-and nobody seemed to know why. More girls got born, more survived to grow up. And in some places the ratio was particularly unbalanced.
"So we just have to make do," Selene drawled. "But that can be fun sometimes. Homecoming dance is this Saturday, and I've got my boy all picked out."
"So," Blaise said, "have
I.
" She glanced at Thea significantly.
And there it was. Thea felt her throat close.
"Eric Ross," Blaise said, savoring the words. "And Viv and Sel have told me allll about him."
"Eric?" Dani said. "He's the basketball star, isn't he?"
"And the baseball star," Vivienne said in her beautiful voice. "And the tennis star. And he's smart-he takes honors courses and works at the animal hospital, too. He's studying to get into U.C. Davis. To be a vet, you know."
