School Spirits (Hex Hall Novel, A)

He gave a little bow. “Until tomorrow, Fair Isolde.”

God, why were boys so complicated? I suddenly wished I had a ghost to fight right that second. Or a vampire. A werewolf. Heck, I’d even take a gollum, no matter how messy killing one was. Anything to make me feel like me again.

“What about you? You seem like the kind of girl whose romantic life is full of thrills and danger.”