Titania Academy Book One: Faerie Misborn (Titania Academy series 1) by Samaire Provost

Author:Samaire Provost [Provost, Samaire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Raven Books
Published: 2019-10-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Enough is Enough

The rest of our Saturday was crazy. I swear, word spreads at a school faster than lightning. Our first clue was when we were walking back up to the new dorm room.

We weren’t even halfway across the main hallway when we heard them.

The commotion was unreal.

“Hey.”

“Hey you two.”

“Stop right there.”

“Stop!”

“Hey!

“Hey there!”

“Who do you think you are?”

“Oh look, it’s the special kid.”

“The new kid we’re supposed to tiptoe around.”

“Hey, your royal highness, where’s your crown?”

“Why did you hurt Jessica? She’s my cousin!”

“Holly, wolly, you suck!”

“Yeah: you suck!”

“Creepy girl, creepy hair!”

“Why’d you attack Jessica??”

“Hey, why’d you lead Naomi into the woods?”

“Why are you so strange?”

“Why are you so different?”

A group of about a dozen upper classmen surrounded us. One girl stepped forward.

“You’re Holly, aren’t you?” She said in an accusatory tone.

I just stared at her.

“I’m Renée. I’m a third year. Naomi’s my sister.”

“Okay,” I said in a quiet voice.

“What did you do to her and Jessica?”

“Yeah, what’d you do?”

“What do you have against them?”

“What’s your problem, Misborn?”

“What happened? Are you jealous?”

“Yeah, jealous of Naomi and Jessica ’cause their parents are married?”

“Were you the product of a rape, sweetheart?”

Oh my God.

This last remark made me swing around and walk away fast. I pushed through the throng and ran, my face blazing red.

“Holly, wait up,” Liesl’s voice called after me.

No.

I had had enough with this school and these girls.

I ran, not paying any attention to where I was going. I came to a stairway and ran up it as fast as I could.

I could hear them jeering behind me, and it only made me run faster.

I ran until I was out of breath and had found a small, dark place to hide. I had gone up, away from everyone, and I didn’t care anymore.

I didn’t care about the Academy.

I didn’t care about the other students.

I didn’t care about being heard.

I didn’t care about the headmistress Professor Ó Baoghill or the dorm supervisor Sarah Goodheart.

I didn’t care about homework, or good grades, or learning anything.

I just wanted to go home.

I huddled in the cabinet I’d found in a dark room, at the end of a deserted corridor, and I fumed.

I hated those girls.

HATED THEM.

They didn’t even know me. They didn’t know one thing about me.

I hate this school.

Why had I even come here? I should have stayed with Aunt Clare.

Aunt Clare is dead.

I sobbed, tears flowing fast and hot.

I couldn’t believe how bad things were in this school. Granted it was my first school, the first I’d ever attended, but …

And it’s the last. I want to leave and never come back!

This was so hard. So hard.

I missed Aunt Clare so much. She’d been the only family I’d known.

And she’d been gone for less than a month.

So much had happened.

My life felt like it’d been turned upside down.

Turned on its head.

I was used to a life of anonymity, a life where I was basically invisible.

I was small and thin, and with my dark hoodie on, walking the streets of New York City, no one had ever paid any attention to me.

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