hadn't said anything. "Come on. You're late for practice."
Eight
BURNING WITH ANGER, I FOUGHT harder and better that day than I ever had in any of my classes with the novices. So much so that I finally won my first hand-to-hand pairing, annihilating Shane Reyes. We'd always gotten along, and he took it good-naturedly, applauding my performance, as did a few others.
"The comeback's starting," observed Mason after class.
"So it would seem.”
He gently touched my arm. "How's Lissa?”
It didn't surprise me that he knew. Gossip spread so fast around here sometimes, it felt like everyone had a psychic bond.
"Okay. Coping." I didn't elaborate on how I knew that. Our bond was a secret from the student body. "Mase, you claim to know about Mia. You think she might have done that?”
"Whoa, hey, I'm not an expert on her or anything. But honestly? No. Mia won't even do dissections in biology. I can't picture her actually catching a fox, let alone, um, killing it.”
"Any friends who might do it for her?”
He shook his head. "Not really. They're not really the types to get their hands dirty either. But who knows?”
Lissa was still shaken when I met her for lunch later, her mood made worse when Natalie and her crew wouldn't shut up about the fox. Apparently Natalie had overcome her disgust enough to enjoy the attention the spectacle had brought her. Maybe she wasn't as content with her fringe status as I'd always believed.
"And it was just there," she explained, waving her hands for emphasis. "Right in the middle of the bed. There was blood everywhere.”
Lissa looked as green as the sweater she wore, and I pulled her away before I even finished my food and immediately launched into a string of obscenities about Natalie's social skills.
"She's nice," Lissa said automatically. "You were just telling me the other day how much you liked her.”
"I do like her, but she's just incompetent about certain things.”
We stood outside our animal behavior class, and I noticed people giving us curious looks and whispering as they passed. I sighed.
"How are you doing with all this?”
A half-smile crossed her face. "Can't you already feel it?”
"Yeah, but I want to hear it from you.”
"I don't know. I'll be okay. I wish everyone wouldn't keep staring at me like I'm some kind of freak.”
My anger exploded again. The fox was bad. People upsetting her made it worse, but at least I could do something about them. "Who's bothering you?”
"Rose, you can't beat up everyone we have a problem with.”
"Mia?" I guessed.
"And others," she said evasively. "Look, it doesn't matter. What I want to know is how this could have…that is, I can't stop thinking about that time—”
"Don't," I warned.
"Why do you keep pretending that didn't happen? You of all people. You made fun of Natalie for going on and on, but it's not like you've got a good grip on your control switch. You'll normally talk about anything.”
"But not that. We need to forget about it. It was a long time ago. We don't even really know what happened.”
She stared at me with those big green eyes, calculating her next argument.
"Hey, Rose.”
Our conversation dropped as Jesse strolled up to us. I turned on my best smile.
"Hey.”
He nodded cordially to Lissa. "So hey, I'm going to be in your dorm tonight for a study group. You think…maybe…”
Momentarily forgetting Lissa, I focused my full attention on Jesse. Suddenly, I so needed to do something wild and bad. Too much had happened today. "Sure.”
He told me when he'd be there, and I told him I'd meet him in one of the common areas with "further instructions.”
Lissa stared at me when he left. "You're under house arrest. They won't let you hang out and talk to him.”
"I don't really want to 'talk' to him. We'll slip away."
She groaned. "I just don't know about you sometimes."
"That's because you're the cautious one, and I'm the reckless one."
Once animal behavior started, I pondered the likelihood
Eight
BURNING WITH ANGER, I FOUGHT harder and better that day than I ever had in any of my classes with the novices. So much so that I finally won my first hand-to-hand pairing, annihilating Shane Reyes. We'd always gotten along, and he took it good-naturedly, applauding my performance, as did a few others.
"The comeback's starting," observed Mason after class.
"So it would seem.”
He gently touched my arm. "How's Lissa?”
It didn't surprise me that he knew. Gossip spread so fast around here sometimes, it felt like everyone had a psychic bond.
"Okay. Coping." I didn't elaborate on how I knew that. Our bond was a secret from the student body. "Mase, you claim to know about Mia. You think she might have done that?”
"Whoa, hey, I'm not an expert on her or anything. But honestly? No. Mia won't even do dissections in biology. I can't picture her actually catching a fox, let alone, um, killing it.”
"Any friends who might do it for her?”
He shook his head. "Not really. They're not really the types to get their hands dirty either. But who knows?”
Lissa was still shaken when I met her for lunch later, her mood made worse when Natalie and her crew wouldn't shut up about the fox. Apparently Natalie had overcome her disgust enough to enjoy the attention the spectacle had brought her. Maybe she wasn't as content with her fringe status as I'd always believed.
"And it was just there," she explained, waving her hands for emphasis. "Right in the middle of the bed. There was blood everywhere.”
Lissa looked as green as the sweater she wore, and I pulled her away before I even finished my food and immediately launched into a string of obscenities about Natalie's social skills.
"She's nice," Lissa said automatically. "You were just telling me the other day how much you liked her.”
"I do like her, but she's just incompetent about certain things.”
We stood outside our animal behavior class, and I noticed people giving us curious looks and whispering as they passed. I sighed.
"How are you doing with all this?”
A half-smile crossed her face. "Can't you already feel it?”
"Yeah, but I want to hear it from you.”
"I don't know. I'll be okay. I wish everyone wouldn't keep staring at me like I'm some kind of freak.”
My anger exploded again. The fox was bad. People upsetting her made it worse, but at least I could do something about them. "Who's bothering you?”
"Rose, you can't beat up everyone we have a problem with.”
"Mia?" I guessed.
"And others," she said evasively. "Look, it doesn't matter. What I want to know is how this could have…that is, I can't stop thinking about that time—”
"Don't," I warned.
"Why do you keep pretending that didn't happen? You of all people. You made fun of Natalie for going on and on, but it's not like you've got a good grip on your control switch. You'll normally talk about anything.”
"But not that. We need to forget about it. It was a long time ago. We don't even really know what happened.”
She stared at me with those big green eyes, calculating her next argument.
"Hey, Rose.”
Our conversation dropped as Jesse strolled up to us. I turned on my best smile.
"Hey.”
He nodded cordially to Lissa. "So hey, I'm going to be in your dorm tonight for a study group. You think…maybe…”
Momentarily forgetting Lissa, I focused my full attention on Jesse. Suddenly, I so needed to do something wild and bad. Too much had happened today. "Sure.”
He told me when he'd be there, and I told him I'd meet him in one of the common areas with "further instructions.”
Lissa stared at me when he left. "You're under house arrest. They won't let you hang out and talk to him.”
"I don't really want to 'talk' to him. We'll slip away."
She groaned. "I just don't know about you sometimes."
"That's because you're the cautious one, and I'm the reckless one."
Once animal behavior started, I pondered the likelihood
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