Caroline Peckham

“Do you want me and my sister dead?” I pinned him with my hardest, most unwavering stare. For Tory. For me. I had to hear his answer, even if it was a lie.
His eyes softened, running over my face with the faintest of frowns. “No, Blue. I don't.”

“Why'd you come back?” I choked out, tugging my palm free and wrapping my hands around my head again.
“My spidey senses were tingling,” he said, chuckling and I glanced up at him, my brow creasing.

“IF A SINGLE PERSON IN THIS ROOM MOVES ANOTHER INCH, YOU WILL BE FACING IMMEDIATE EXPULSION!” Orion bellowed, the whole of the glass roof vibrating from his ferocious tone.

Everyone knows, karma’s a bitch. And today her name was Tory Vega.

I’d asked the students who were housed in the rooms closest to her dorm to keep an eye on her and report anything strange back to me. A few of them had told me she woke up in the night screaming pretty regularly. But when I’d tried to ask her about that, she’d taken it as some kind of attack and had just started placing a silencing bubble around her room every night so that no one would be able to hear her scream anymore. I knew because I often walked to her door in the middle of the night and pressed my hand to it, reaching out with my own magic until it brushed against hers and reassured me that she was okay. Or if not okay, then at least alive.

Let me guess, the leech is here for breakfast too?

Tears never did anyone any favours, but sometimes they just needed to fall.

Tears never did anyone any favours, but sometimes they just needed to fall.

“The rarest substance in Solaria and the quickest way to travel: stardust.” He lifted his head with a demonic smile. “Welcome to your Awakening.”

Please lift your faces to the sky, students. It's time for the stars to rouse your inner power.”