After mochas and a great deal of chatting, our little ‘exorcist’ group went their separate ways. I headed back to the room only briefly to gather a few things and maybe trek over to the library or somewhere else quite. I was sure that I had a bit of studying and maybe assignments to catch on from the class time I had missed. And as much as I ( Read more... )

Tucker was off the phone like lighting which upset me a bit, but considering the circumstances, was probably for the best. If he was meeting with this Morgan woman already, and he was getting the same feedback I was from Jezebel, well then he’d probably want to be- yeah. Not exactly on the phone right now. Once everything was over and I managed ( Read more... )

I’m not asking to turn into sleeping beauty here, but I would like to get some sleep before my brain waves get all jumbled and I go insane and start seeing the blue cotton candy rhinoceroses that are supposed to be in my dreams walking down the hall in the middle of the day. I had only gotten an hour or two of shut eye when some very brave ( Read more... )

Staring out the window in the kitchen of the coven house I can see the sun just starting to peek out over the trees, and I’m wide-awake. Not because I got up at the ass crack of the day to be productive or anything, but because once again, I still haven’t been to sleep. I say ‘still’, because I haven’t gotten a good nights rest since I helped ( Read more... )

I think I feel guilty. Not quite sure on that one. Whatever it is, boy does it suck like woah. Things around here have been pretty quiet for me since- well since Vanessa and I killed Tamara and Michael. I like saying it that way. It doesn’t sound quite as bad when there’s another person involved. Even though I know for a fucking fact that while ( Read more... )

Since this was turning out to be an oh so action packed day, I figure I may as well use the time to stock up on a few supplies. Not the school kind, that is. Dad had made more than sure I had more than any freshman could ever need in the way of that. If ever I would find myself in need of a mini combination stapler/hole puncher or a four-color ( Read more... )

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Sitting around my room in the coven house, making tweaks to a few of the spells in my Book of Shadows to keep myself occupied is making for a very jumpy Amy. Particularly when I’m wondering if anyone knows I fucked up and how bad. Everyone around here seems pretty oblivious, Claire included. Though I’m still pretty pissed at her for basically ( Read more... )

I glance at my watch for probably about the 20th time this morning as Dad and I finally make it to the residence life office. Thank Hecate we’re not late. I just knew the man would make me miss something with all his fussing. If he hadn’t insisted on making last minute stops by Target, and Wal-Mart, and Office Depot and… well yeah. As if we ( Read more... )

Paranoia sucks. And when you have a reason to be paranoid, it sucks even more. I’ve been on edge ever since the day at the Blue Moon when Michael dispelled my spell on ( Read more... )