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“It’s not safe. You saw Stella earlier…” his words were muffled by the pounding of my own heart.
“Why do you even care?” I asked, my own fury taking over.
“I…uh…I was out looking for the missing students. I heard you were researching and didn’t want you to get into any trouble,” he stated.
“Why not?” I asked.
"Let's not make this about something it's not. Let's focus on finding the missing students. For a moment, I was worried, but it’s over now.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, crossing my arms across my chest.
He narrowed his eyes on me. “Nothing. It means nothing. I reacted without thinking and stopped Stella from coming after you.”
For a moment, guilt crept over me, making me regret being so harsh with Ason. I just didn’t understand him most of the time.
“Thank you for being there,” I stuttered.
Ason shook his head, anger seeming to seep back over his features again. “You need to leave here. It’s not safe and you don’t even have any magic yet…”
I cut him off before he could finish that sentence. “Don’t you dare say anything,” I shrieked. “I may have a power that could save us all,” I blasted.
While I know my words sounded more promising than I felt, I did know that my dreams were feeling more and more like visions. Maybe I could help find the missing students. Ason had no idea what I was capable of and I wasn't going to let him belittle me.
Shaking his head in anger, Ason ran off before I could say anything else.
Chapter 9
Frustrationrolledthroughmeas I sat on my bed.
A rack of dresses hung in front of the bathroom and Candi was excitedly searching through each gown.
I was still reeling from my argument with Ason and, now, I had to find a gown to wear to the Unveiling Ceremony. I wasn’t the type of girl who dressed up often. Thinking about it, I don’t think I had even worn a dress since I was a little girl.
“These are all gorgeous,” Candi clapped, as she trailed her hand down a white satin dress.
“I don’t understand why we have to dress up like we are going to prom or a fancy ball,” I scowled.
Candi waved her hand in the hair, muttering an enchantment I didn’t understand, and then the gowns were all released from their hangers, and floated out in front of me. Each one twirled revealing all sides. I had to admit; they were beautiful.
I just didn’t know if any of them were for me.
“This one would look amazing with your hair color,” Candi said, pushing the air and causing a sleek, red gown to hang in front of me.
My hand reached out, taking the silky fabric between my fingers. The neckline was cross-crossed and a slit ran up one side. Silver jewels lined the fabric near the neckline and when the jewels caught the light, they sparkled like tiny diamonds dancing around the room.
“Go try it on,” Candi urged.
I wanted to reply with a sarcastic comment, but decided against it. Candi and I had grown to be friends, and I really didn’t want to upset her– even if she was way too perky for my liking right now.
The dress twirled around, and I had no choice but to stand, grab the gown, and walk into the bathroom. When I emerged wearing the gown, Candi gasped.
Crap, did I look that bad?
“Farrah, you look fantastic,” she said, clapping her hands.
I moved to where I could see myself in the full-length mirror. Startled, I had to do a double take. I hardly recognized myself. The gown hugged my hips nicely and fell to the floor at the perfect length.
“It doesn’t look too bad, I guess,” I said, feeling my cheeks blush with embarrassment.
