Fairy Ring: Shards of Janderelle (Book One) by Jacque Stevens

Author:Jacque Stevens [Stevens, Jacque]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: sjacquebooks
Published: 2017-09-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

THE FAIRIES APPEARED as I reached the empty landing and walked toward the staircase. Pan had a huge grin on his face. He slid down the banister, his dragonfly wings flapping to add more speed. “That was great. You can take the shard to Janderelle tonight. Then we’ll have three shards, enough to take the trolls on in their fortress and rebuild the sun.”

Faye waited at the end of the stairs. “Do you need us to give you another mushroom?”

I nodded and took a mushroom from her. I just had to convince Briar to take me home early, and we would be done with this whole business.

Rock music spilled from the outside. I started after it to reach the kitchen and the adjoining family room. The fairies disappeared again as I found some older teens still in the house, even with the rest of the party going on outside. A girl with short blue pigtails and rips in her jeans smiled at me from the couch. “I remember you. You’re cool, right?” Angie pulled out her cigarette, just as she had while sitting next to me during my first day of school.

I shrugged. I didn’t tell before.

She blew the smoke out in a cloud. It didn’t seem like a normal cigarette this time. Maybe pot. “I figured,” she said, “but you look different now. Not so deer-in-headlights.”

“I feel different.” I hadn’t noticed until she mentioned it, but it was true. I had the shard. I could take on old Jedi-troll myself and anyone else who stood in my way.

But Angie’s eyes narrowed on the white fungi in my hand. “Mushrooms, huh? I heard they can give you a major trip too.”

A trip? My thoughts immediately went to Janderelle, but Angie took another drag from her cigarette and patted a seat beside her. A trip—a drug binge. She thought I was one of them.

And why not? Briar wasn’t going to stop in the middle of a song to take me home, no matter how much my fairy world might need me. I didn’t want to wait for him alone, and Angie and her friends might be the only kind of people who would hang out with a freak like me.

I sat down, and Angie introduced me to another girl and boy. “You’re in my math class,” I said to the boy—Paper-airplane-boy.

“Yeah, isn’t Mr. Kozar the worst?” He laughed.

I liked Mr. Kozar, but part of me wanted to agree just to join in the laughter that, for once, wasn’t directed at me. No one pulled for their phone, and my picture was never mentioned as they continued passing their pot around, talking about which teachers they hated and who had the worst parents.

Drugs. Parents. It didn’t take much for my thoughts to turn homeward. I really missed it now. Briar might have ditched me for his band again, leaving me to sit with strangers, but Mom always attached herself to any problem I had. She had made me feel like the center of the universe as she gushed or raged or pulled some other dramatic emotion from thin air.

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