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ChapterOne
SPENCER
“Have you seen Brian?” I asked Alex, shouting over the music. She was chatting with Emily where they sat on the wide windowsill.
She shook her head. “He could be upstairs?”
I glanced at the crowded staircase. “It’s okay,” I muttered to myself. “I’ll text him.”
I pulled out my phone. All I had was one beer, but my head felt big and heavy, and I wanted to go home.
I was on my way to the door when Brian grabbed my arm.
“Were you hiding from me?”
“Me? I was here the whole time. It’s you who keeps disappearing.” I pushed the phone back into my pocket.
“I was having a beer with the guys.”
“Listen, it’s late. I want to leave.”
“Come on, babe, the party is just getting started.”
We’ve been dating for three months now, but I still hated when he called me that. He was a good-looking guy, a good football player, and many girls from school wished to be in my place, but sometimes he could be a real ass, and whatever we had didn’t feel right to me anymore.
“You can stay if you want to, but I’m tired, and I promised my mom I’d be home by eleven.”
“In a couple of weeks, you’re finishing high school. You’re an adult now. You can do whatever you want.”
“Exactly. So I’m going home. Because that’s what I want.”
His face sank.
“I’m sorry, Brian, but I’m not feeling well.” It wasn’t just my head. I was frustrated, and I didn’t know why. My blood was boiling, and every bone in my body was aching.
Making my way through the hyper crowd, I finally reached the door and walked outside. He followed me down the porch and to the street.
“Spence, this is the last party with our classmates. We should have fun.”
I knew what he meant byfun.
“I’m not in the mood.” I gave him a weak smile. “We’ll see each other Monday. We can have some fun after school.”
He grabbed my arm and headed toward the trees across the street, dragging me along.
“Brian, what are you doing?”
He pushed me against the tree trunk. He was drunk and agitated, and that wasn’t a good combination.
“Let go of m—” He cut me off with a kiss. One of his hands ran under my long hair, settling around my neck, and the other slid under my short skirt.
“Stop it.” I grabbed his hand.
“Come on, babe.” He pressed his body against mine, pinning me to the tree.
My attempts to push him away were fruitless. He was a few inches taller than me, and he was strong.
Mom forbade me to use magic on people or around them. She warned me like a million times. If someone found out we were witches, we were doomed. We would have to leave town. Again. But right now, I was so pissed that I was seconds away from hexing him.
