Bewitching by Alex Flinn

Author:Alex Flinn
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
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ISBN: 9780062104069
Publisher: HarperTeen
Published: 2012-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

HAD FUN TODAY. LOOKING FORWARD TO SAT NITE.

I texted back:

ME TOO.

3

The search for the missing mouse fizzled pretty quickly. Turned out most people at school liked mice better than snakes, so they weren’t too upset about the escape. Ms. Meinbach considered having the paper write an article about the jailbreak, but she decided against it. It wasn’t news if no one cared.

Still, I was impressed that Lisette hadn’t turned me in. Maybe she really did like animals.

I had other things to worry about, like my date with Warner Saturday.

He was taking me to a party at the home of Brendan Webb, a guy who went to our school but was way too cool to notice me. “We were best friends when we were kids,” Warner explained.

“Sounds fun.” I tried to pretend that it did, in fact, sound fun. It didn’t. I hadn’t liked parties since people stopped having skating parties in seventh grade. There were too many people at them, too many opportunities to mess up. I didn’t even know what you did at a high school party. If movies were any indication, you got drunk, got molested or arrested, had drugs put into your drink, got pregnant, or jumped off the roof.

But that was stupid. People went to parties, and they (mostly) didn’t die.

I told Kendra this. She looked doubtful.

“Have you ever read ‘The Masque of the Red Death’?” she asked.

“Edgar Allan Poe, where the guy has a party and someone shows up with the plague or something?” I noticed Kendra visibly shuddered when I said the word plague. “What about it?”

“Based on a true story. People don’t know that, but it’s true. Poe said so himself. Parties can kill. Do you know where Marie Antoinette met Louis XVI? A party. It cost her her life.”

“Wait. Are you sure? I thought they were married by proxy. That’s what it said in our world history book.”

“Yeah, but when she finally got there, you can be sure they had a party. The French royal family were huge partiers, I know. Same with Ann Boleyn. She met Henry VIII at a party. Next thing you know…” She drew her finger across her throat. “Kkkkkkk.”

“I know that’s not true. I read a book that said—”

“Historical fiction? There’s a reason they call it fiction—though the history books are sometimes even worse. Trust me, bad things have happened to people at parties. It’s a good way to lose your head.”

“Yeah, they don’t behead people in Miami.” Kendra’s versions of history were often, um, unique. “So you’re saying I shouldn’t go out with Warner?”

She seemed to remember that this was a bad idea. “We must not let fear stand in the way of true love.”

“Right.”

“Just watch your neck.”

Subject-change time. “So, what should I wear then?”

Look who I was asking.

“Wear something that looks like you. That’s what he likes, right?”

But I had no idea what that was. In the end, I wore a sundress, remembering that he’d liked me in that at the hoedown.

We pulled through the wrought-iron gates of a house on Old Cutler Road.

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