Archangel Academy 3 - Unafraid by Michael Griffo

Author:Michael Griffo [Griffo, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance - Paranormal
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2012-01-18T13:00:00+00:00

“I have to be free, Michael,” Saoirse declared. “That’s what my name means, you know, it’s Irish for freedom.”

Slinking deeper into the brown velvet couch in the front room of St. Joshua’s, Michael sighed. “And in English does it mean stupid?”

“I am not stupid!” Shocked, Saoirse threw her notebook at Michael. He deflected it expertly with the tip of his finger, sending it flying a few feet up in the air, and waited until it started to descend before reaching out his hand to grab it before it fell to the floor. They might not be in the library proper, but there was still no need to cause a ruckus.

“Then why are you keeping secrets from your brother?” Michael asked. “Haven’t you learned that around here that’s really not the smartest thing to do?”

“This is different,” she said, jumping up from her chair and jumping onto the couch next to Michael. “This doesn’t have anything to do with the V word.”

Michael tried to stop himself from laughing, but couldn’t. “The V word?”

Failing to find the humor in her euphemism, Saoirse replied, “Would you prefer I use the proper word? Because I can, you know. It rolls off my tongue right easy.”

“Oh shut up!” Michael said, playfully hitting Saoirse in the arm with an embroidered pillow. “Look, I get why you don’t want to tell Ronan that you have a boyfriend, he’ll get all big brotherly and stuff, but you can’t keep it a secret forever. You have to tell him some time.”

“Well, I was planning on making the big reveal the night of the Archangel Festival,” Saoirse said as she braided a few strands of her hair. “But David the arsemaster canceled it.”

This was news to Michael, news that was really disappointing. “No Festival! Why not?”

“Because it’ll outshine his daft Tri-Centennial shindig,” she replied, releasing the three strands of hair and watching them spin.

Now it was Michael’s turn to pout. Wrapping his arms around the pillow, he held it close to his chest. “But that’s kind of our anniversary, me and Ronan.”

“Anniversary?” Saoirse asked. “Of what?”

Thinking back to the first night he and Ronan spent together, Michael was reminded yet again that there were certain memories that should absolutely remain private and secret. “Um, well, never mind.”

Proving that she could read minds even if she didn’t possess the power of telepathy, Saoirse grabbed the pillow and whacked Michael in the head with it. “That is downright goppin’!” she exclaimed, her face scrunching up as if she had just smelled something foul. “You calendar that?”

Wrestling the pillow from Saoirse before they got thrown out of the library, Michael tossed it onto the wing chair. “Officially changing the subject now,” he declared. “Have you seen Diego? We’re partners on a history project in Willows’s class, and we have to do some research.”

Saoirse halfheartedly looked around the room and shook her head. “No Fuente presenté,” she joked.

With or without his study partner, Michael had to enter the bowels of the library and start doing some actual schoolwork; the time for chatting with his favorite blonde was over.

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