Starlight by Chelsea M. Campbell

Author:Chelsea M. Campbell [Campbell, Chelsea M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Golden City Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“Go away.” I pull the covers over my shoulder and bury my head under my pillow as Saiph comes into my room the next morning.

“Hey. It’s time to go.”

“Mom already said I could stay home. And I’m not talking to you.” I haven’t spoken to him since yesterday morning.

“Adrienne.” He sighs, frustrated with me. “You’re so much better than this.”

“Better than what? Refusing to speak to the jerk who tricked me into making myself the laughingstock of the whole school?” My words are a little muffled, because I’ve got my face pressed against my bed. I sit up so I can yell at Saiph properly.

He rolls his eyes at me. “You can’t seriously like that guy?”

“Oh, so my problem doesn’t even matter to you. That’s just great.” Even Saiph thinks Jason’s too good for me.

“You’re stronger than lying in bed, moping all day, just because some loser was mean to you.”

“Well, that’s where you’re wrong. That and, oh, what was it? Oh, yeah. All that crap about being confident? Boy were you ever W—R—O—N—G about that. Maybe that works for naturally magical people like you, but losers like me?”

Saiph scowls. “Everyone laughed at you, so you’re just going to stay here all day, is that it?”

I snap my fingers. “Give the boy a prize!”

“You’re never going to get popular if you don’t leave the house.”

“Yeah, but no one can make fun of me, either. At least not to my face.” I pull the covers tighter and squish down into them. “I don’t care about being popular anymore. I don’t care about the wishes. Give my extras to somebody else. Some girl who has a hope of getting what she wants.”

Saiph grabs the blanket and yanks it back. I’m lucky I’m wearing my pajama pants. He might be completely cool and have a lot going for him in the looks department, but apparently he hasn’t had much experience with girls. Otherwise he’d know we don’t appreciate boys ripping our blankets away first thing in the morning when we’re mad at them and just want to curl up and mope.

“If you don’t go to school,” Saiph says, “you’re letting them win. You shouldn’t care what people think.”

I snatch my blankets back. “That’s so easy for you to say.” I can’t believe how mean and nasty I sound, but I don’t care, because I’m so pissed off. And jealous. Of him. “Life’s a breeze for you. You have to ugly yourself up just to go to school with me, so nobody goes blind from how dazzlingly cool you are. So you can go undercover to follow me around without people wondering what the hell you’re doing with someone like me. It’s easy for you to say I can get what I want. You don’t even need magic! You can just… just smile at people, and they’ll probably hand over your heart’s desire. You’re just like Nichole and everybody else.”

Saiph is silent. His mouth slips open a little, but he doesn’t say anything. He stares straight ahead, looking like somebody knocked the wind out of him.

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