Cackles and Cauldrons Book 12 of Womby's School for Wayward Witches by Dorie Sarina

Cackles and Cauldrons Book 12 of Womby's School for Wayward Witches by Dorie Sarina

Author:Dorie, Sarina
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amazon.com
Published: 2019-01-24T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Peace Corpse

I ran to my homeroom, throwing rules to the wind. It was an emergency. My door was locked. No one would be able to get in without me. Students would be waiting on the landing and the stairs outside. If I was lucky, it would be one of the days Balthasar wouldn’t show up anyway. He often skipped. Plus, the principal might have pulled him out of homeroom to tell him the news.

His bad behavior was more in line with pranks like freezing all the water in the toilets. Of course, that might have also been from lack of control. If he was an emotional wreck, he might explode. Derrick and I both had experienced accidents during our teenage years. I had also drawn out his powers, making them more unstable.

If Balthasar was near Imani, she might draw out his powers. My mind thought of every possible worst-case scenario. I remembered how Balthasar had once tried to hex me when I chased after him because I’d thought he’d stolen an answer key. I wanted to believe he’d matured.

I didn’t put much faith in wishful thinking.

As I ran up the stairwell to my room, I heard the commotion of student voices echo out toward me. No one was in the stairwell or on the landing. The door was open. That meant students were in my room. Hailey stuck her head out the door and ducked back.

“Be quiet. She’s coming.”

It sounded like they were up to something.

I was panting by the time I reached the doorway.

Hailey sat at my desk, but I was so out of breath, I couldn’t tell her to get out of my seat. She knew my chair was off-limits to students. I pointed to her and tried to shoo her out of my seat.

She stood. “Everyone, hold up your papers if you finished writing your goal.”

Students held up notebooks and binders. I stared at the quiet group of thirty students in confusion. They were actually doing work? Had my classes been abducted by the pod people and been replaced by good students? Maybe I was dreaming?

I pinched myself. No. I was awake.

“I got them started on their warm-ups because I knew you would want us to work,” Hailey said proudly.

Students beamed at me.

“Great. Good job.” I tried to project enthusiasm, but I was too distracted. I searched for Balthasar’s face. He wasn’t in his assigned seat.

Hailey pointed a finger at the class, shouting at them. “Now, get to work on those goals. Anyone not doing homework is going to get a punch in the face.”

Her Machiavellian approach to helping her peers was more like Vega’s methods than my own. I considered telling her she couldn’t threaten others but decided I didn’t want to get distracted from the problem at hand.

“Where’s Balthasar?” I asked.

“Probably skipping.” She handed me my clipboard, beaming. “I took attendance. You’re welcome. I’m your best student ever, I know.”

Maybe the principal was talking to Balthasar. Maybe someone had warned him about Balthasar’s volatile temper.



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