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“It had to be a fluke,” America agreed.

“Bea is the weakest witch in the House of Mages,” Fake Silver shouted louder for everyone who was willing to hear her, jealous anger tainting her eyes. “She shouldn’t even have been accepted into this elite school.” She recycled her fae boyfriend’s mean words. “She’s from one of the exiled families!”

“Yeah? Fake Silver, a.k.a. former Fake Blonde, right?” I said. “You just can’t stand that Bea is the real deal and ten times more powerful than you. I suggest you lick the bottom of Bea’s dirty shoes to make amends.”

“My shoes aren’t dirty,” Bea murmured.

Fake Silver’s face reddened in rage. “How dare you, Fake Servant Boy! Fake Little Bob!”

I laughed. “That’s a good one. Keep going, Fake Silver.”

“That’s enough!” Professor Longweed barked in her shrill voice, and pointed at Bea.

Bea panted nervously at all the pointing fingers and accusing glares. I laid a hand on her slender shoulder to give her strength as she’d done for me, and Jinx laid her hand on Bea’s other shoulder. Then all our geek friends laid a hand on her person to support her. Wyatt couldn’t find a spot to lay his hand, so he glanced at her butt, likely debating if he should press his hand there.

“Try it again, Witch Bea. I won’t tolerate cheating in my class!” Professor Longweed ordered Bea while shooting her long finger at me. “Stay away from the witch girl, Barbie, so you can’t help her fake the results.”

I reluctantly stepped a pace away. “But Bea needs my moral support.”

“Come running!” Professor Longweed barked. “And stay by my side so I can keep an eye on you.”

I had no choice but to zoom to her, causing the wind to flap her hair. The professor gave a yelp, not expecting that I could sprint faster than a vampire. One second, I’d been with Bea and our friends, then the next, I stood by the professor, shifting my weight from my left foot to the right.

She gave me a hard stare full of distrust. “Stay right here, and don’t you dare try anything.” She gave America a fond nod. “Lady America, watch Barbie. If she tries to cheat, stop her!”

America puffed up her chest. “I will, Professor Longweed!”

Longweed gripped the ruby charm hanging around her neck and spewed incantations in an ancient fae tongue. A minute later, a new ward rose up in front of the fence a few yards away from the partially shattered one. Professor Longweed’s fae spell was potent, since she’d used her fae artifact to strengthen it. It wouldn’t matter to me, as I could eat it in my sleep, but I wouldn’t want to anger my pesky professor.

Also, this was the time for Bea to truly shine in front of the coyotes.

“Go ahead, Witch Bea.” Longweed pursed her lips, her eyes gleaming with confidence at the ward she’d put up in front of Bea.

Bea waved her wand, and everyone stepped back to be out of her striking range in case her spells went awry. Some students raised their shields.

“Now! Don’t waste more of your classmates’ time,” Longweed called.

Bea’s spell, boosted by her new power, lashed out. This time, her wind carried a spark of fire. Her blue hair flew in the current. Her wind speared through the professor’s ward and shot into the fence, breaking it in two.

Silence fell over the practice field. Longweed turned to narrow her eyes on me.

“I didn’t do anything.” I spread my arms. “It’s all her. Should we call her Mage Bea instead of Witch Bea, Professor Longweed?”

Our geek friends rushed to Bea to hug and congratulate her. I was about to shoot toward her too, but Professor Longweed flung her arm in front of me.

“What have you done for that girl, Barbie?” Longweed demanded. “Don’t you lie! I can tell, and you don’t want the lowest grade from me!”

I sighed. “My good friend little Bea must be from a powerful mage bloodline, but someone put a magical block in her without her knowledge. All I did was remove it.”

Longweed widened her eyes. “Spellbound?”

“Now you’re paying attention.” I nodded. “Even you didn’t see the hidden spell, did you, professor?”

She narrowed her eyes at me in displeasure. “I don’t think you’re exactly an Echo. How dare you keep up the act and put on another deception?”

A school of students rushed to me, wanting me to make them more powerful as well. A few of them even offered to pay me for a private lesson. Sweet!

Professor Longweed shooed them away and turned to stare down at me again. “I’ll have to report you to Headmistress Ethel, and Prince Killian as well.”

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