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The bone will know what to do, my ass, I thought, but I was kind of relieved. My anger had faded once Id been able to make a killer dress. I figured that was a way better revenge than messing up her dress anyway.
"How on earth did you pull that together?" Elodie asked. She tried to keep her tone sweet, but her eyes were cold and angry.
I just smiled back and shrugged. "It was the weirdest thing.
Apparently I got a cursed dummy. "
Her eyes widened a little before she broke my gaze. "Weird," she mumbled.
"Yeah, it was. Luckily, I was able to lift the curse, and then--tada!" I held my skirt out with a bright smile, and was rewarded with Elodies scowl.
"Dont you think its a little . . . loud?" she asked.
Before I could answer with something cutting, Archer turned to her.
"Oh, come on, El. She looks great and you know it. "
That did it. The goofy grin could no longer be held back. Archer smiled and winked as he and Elodie slid past us and into the ballroom.
I turned to Jenna, who laughed and rolled her eyes. "Oh, girl, you got it bad. "
She was still giggling, and I was still smiling like a lunatic when we entered the ballroom. I dont know what I had been expecting, but the ballroom blew me away. There were no paper streamers and balloons here.
Instead, the room glowed with soft faerie lights, smaller and softer versions of the orb Alice always made for us. Each light rested on what looked like a dark purple flower. They floated high in the air, bobbing softly like they were caught in a gentle breeze. The chandeliers werent lit, but their crystals had been turned violet for the occasion, and the fairy lights made them sparkle like amethyst. The mirrors were uncovered too. I thought that might bug Jenna, but when we looked in them and saw only me, she just pointed and said, "Look. In Mirrorland, youre still a dateless wonder," which made us both laugh.
The floors were no longer the shiny light wood they usually were, but a deep and glossy black. I shook my head in wonder. "This is . . . wow. "
"I know," Jenna said. She took my hand and squeezed it. "Im so glad you made me come. "
We hovered on the edge of things for a while, watching everybody dance. I remembered the prom Id gone to with Ryan, where everybody had danced like they were auditioning for a rap video. This could not have been more different. The witches and shapeshifters were all waltzing, which freaked me out a little. No one had told me ballroom dancing lessons were a prerequisite for going to Hecate. The faeries were off to one end of the ballroom by themselves, doing some elaborate dance that looked like something out of Elizabethan England.
I spotted Archer and Elodie dancing, and my breath caught at how beautiful they both were: Archer, tall and dark, and Elodie, her hair glowing in the lights, her dress floating around her. But then I looked at their faces and saw that they were clearly arguing. Archer was frowning and looking at a spot somewhere over her head, and Elodie seemed to be talking a mile a minute.
Then suddenly Elodie pulled her hands from Archers and clutched her side.
A slow feeling of dread rose up in me as I watched Archer lead her off the dance floor. She was trying to smile, but it was more like a grimace. I saw her wave him off and mouth the words "Im fine. " But then she gasped and clutched her side again. I saw Anna push her way through the crowd, Mrs. Casnoff in tow. By now Elodie was nearly bent double.
"I wonder whats going on," Jenna said.
"Maybe she got a stitch in her side. "
"Yeah. Maybe. "
I looked over and saw that Jenna was looking at me with a troubled expression.
"What?"
"What did you do to Elodies dress this afternoon?"
"Nothing!" I insisted, but Im a terrible liar and I knew it was showing all over my face.
Jenna just shook her head and turned back to watch Elodie, who was now being led from the room by Mrs. Casnoff and Anna. Archer went to follow, but Elodie turned back and said something to him. We couldnt hear, obviously, but it was clear from her expression that she was pissed.
Whatever she said, Archer backed up a couple of steps and raised his hands in front of him. Elodie turned back to Mrs. Casnoff, and the two of them left the ballroom, Anna and Archer trailing behind.
Archer came back about twenty minutes later, looking flustered and angry.
I could feel Jennas eyes on my back as I crossed the room to him.
"What was all that about?" I asked him.
He was still looking at the door theyd led Elodie out through. "I dont know. She was fine, then she started saying her dress felt too tight, like it was shrinking or something. It just kept tightening she said, and she was having trouble breathing. Mrs. Casnoff thinks the dress was cursed. "
I was glad he was still looking away from me so that he didnt see me flinch.
The bone will know what to do.
Had Alice known this would happen, or had I screwed it up somehow? Maybe I was supposed to use it right away, and the magic on it had, I dont know, soured or something in the week Id held on to it.
Or shed known, a voice kept whispering. She never meant for the dress just to change colors. Shed meant for it to hurt Elodie.
But why would Alice want to do that? I knew she didnt like Elodie, but this seemed really harsh. No, I must have screwed it up somehow, like the love spell on Kevin.
"Hey," Archer said.
"Yeah," I said weakly. Then I smiled and tried to sound more enthusiastic. "Yeah, Im fine. Thats just . . . you know, weird about Elodie. "
"Yeah," he agreed, looking back toward the door.
"Is she mad at you or something?" I ventured.
Running a hand though his hair, he sighed and said, "I guess. She told me I should be glad because now I could spend the ball with the person I really wanted. "
He looked down at me. "I guess she meant you. "
There were people all around us, but suddenly I felt like we were totally alone. And in that moment I swore I could feel something shift between us. Some spark flared that hadnt been there before, at least not on his part.
He looked away again, back toward the door, and then smiled at me.
"Well, it seems a shame not to show off that dress. Wanna dance?"
"Sure," I said, going for the most casual tone possible, but my heart was beating so hard I was afraid hed actually be able to see it. A lot of my chest was on display, after all.
He pulled me onto the dance floor, one hand warm on my waist, the other holding my hand high at shoulder level. I was scared to death that I would trip on my dress or step on his feet, but thanks to Archer, we glided across the ballroom.
"You can dance?" I asked.
He looked down at me with a smile. "A few years ago, Casnoff decided to teach a formal dancing class. Attendance was mandatory. "
"I couldve used that. "
"Nah, youre doing fine. Just hold on to me. "
Id never been given better instructions. There was no band or sound system that I could see, just dreamy music that seemed to float in from everywhere and nowhere. My fingers rested lightly on Archers shoulder as we spun around the room. We danced near the spot where Id left Jenna. I looked for her, but I couldnt see her. I wondered if she had gone back up to the room, and felt a little guilty. But then Archers hand tightened on my waist, and Jenna slid completely from my mind.
I looked up to see him studying me intensely with an expression Id never seen before. Well, one hed never directed at me before.
"She was right," he murmured.
"About what?" I said, and my voice didnt even sound like mine. It was low and breathy.
"I did want to spend the ball with you. "
I felt like a thousand sparklers had just gone off inside me. The smile that began to spread across my face actually made my face hurt, and for the first time I didnt care if he saw it.
I knew I didnt have a crush on Archer anymore.
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bsp; I was in love with him.
His face lowered, and my heart stopped. "Sophie--"
But before he could finish, a scream pierced the air.
The music stopped abruptly. Nearly everyone turned to see Elodie rushing back into the ballroom, a green silk robe flapping around her pale legs, and a look of horror on her face.
"Its Anna!" she was screaming. "Its happened again! I . . . Oh God, I think shes dead. "
CHAPTER 26
Anna wasnt dead, thank God. Theyd found her sprawled in the hallway just in front of her room. Elodie said Anna had gone to get her some tea from the kitchen. When she hadnt come back, Elodie had been worried and went to look for her.
Thats when shed discovered her, facedown in the hall, a puddle of tea and her own blood soaking into the thick cream-colored rug. Just like Holly, just like Chaston, she had two small holes in her neck, but her wrists werent cut.
Call had gotten to her in time, and by the time Mrs. Casnoff came running up the stairs, Anna was sitting up, her head lolling against Cals shoulder.
Just like Chaston, she couldnt say who had attacked her.
Jenna had been back in our room, and seemed totally unaware of what had happened to Anna.
But shed been right down the hall.
Sometime around midnight, Mrs. Casnoff had come to get her. They hadnt come back.
I lay awake in my bed, still in my dress, long into the night. Luckily, Alice and I had decided not to meet tonight, so I didnt have to worry about her sleeping spell suddenly taking hold.
Around three, I finally fell asleep, but I spent the rest of the night tossing and turning from nightmares. I saw Jenna, her mouth stained with blood, and Anna at her feet. I saw Archer and Elodie dancing, only Elodie was pale, her lips blue and her eyes staring as her dress clutched around her like a snake. And strangest of all, I saw Alice in the cemetery, clutching the iron fence while three men in black descended upon her, silver knives raised high.
I woke up as the first rays of sunlight swept across the floor.
I felt disoriented. My mouth was dry and sticky, like Id spent the night eating lint. There was also a low, hollow ringing sound. At first I thought it was just in my ears. Then I realized it was the bell on top of the house, the bell that usually called us to classes. Why was it ringing this early in the morning?
Then last night came back to me in a rush. I looked over to Jennas bed, but it was still empty.
I pushed myself out of bed and stuck my head out the door. Several girls were already dressed and headed down the stairs. I saw Nausicaa and called out to her, "Hey! Whats going on?"
"Assembly," she answered. "Youd better get dressed. "
I shut the door and shimmied out of my gown. It became a pillowcase again as soon as it hit the floor. I set some sort of land-speed record for getting dressed, and decided to just leave my hair up in the chignon Id worn last night. It was a lot messier now, and half of it was falling around my face, but I figured no one would care.
We all met in the ballroom, which had been transformed back into the room we all knew, complete with mismatched tables. As I sat at a table near the back, I looked up and noticed a lone fairy light high on the ceiling. It bumped gently against a corner, like it was trying to find a way out.
All the teachers had gathered on the dais up front, except for Byron.
Mrs. Casnoff looked tired and older than Id ever seen her. I noticed with a shock that her hair wasnt in its usual complicated bun, but was caught in a sloppy knot at the back of her neck.