Bloodlines (Bloodlines, #1)(54)



Jill made a gesture to the waterfall, and suddenly, part of it broke off from the tumbling cascade. The chunk of water shaped itself into a braid, then twisted high into the air, making spirals before shattering into a million drops that misted over us all. I had been staring wide-eyed and frozen, but those drops hitting me shocked me awake.

“Jill,” I said in a voice I barely recognized as my own. “Don’t do that again.”

Jill, eyes bright, barely spared me a glance as she made another piece of water dance in the air. “No one’s around to see, Sydney.”

That wasn’t what had me so upset. That wasn’t what filled me with so much panic that I could barely breathe. The world was doing that thing where it started to spin, and I worried I was going to faint. Stark, cold fear ran through me, fear at the unknown. The unnatural. The laws of my world had just been broken. This was vampire magic, something foreign and inaccessible to humans—inaccessible because it was forbidden, something no mortal was meant to delve into. I had only once seen magic used, when two spirit users had turned on each other, and I never wanted to see it again. One had forced the plants of the earth to do her bidding while the other telekinetically hurled objects meant to kill. It had been terrifying, and even though I hadn’t been the target, I’d felt trapped and overwhelmed in the face of such otherworldly power. It was a reminder that these weren’t fun, easy people to hang out with. These were creatures wholly different from me.

“Stop it,” I said, feeling the panic rise. I was afraid of the magic, afraid it would touch me, afraid of what it might do to me. “Don’t do it anymore!”

Jill didn’t even hear me. She grinned at Lee. “You’re air, right? Can you create fog over the water?”

Lee stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked away. “Ah, well, it’s probably not a good idea. I mean, we’re in public . . .”

“Come on,” she pleaded. “It won’t take any effort for you at all.”

He actually appeared nervous. “Nah, not right now.”

“Not you too.” She laughed. Above her and in front of her, that demon water was still spinning, spinning, spinning . . .

“Jill,” said Adrian, a harsher note in his voice than I’d ever heard before. In fact, I couldn’t recall him ever addressing her by her actual name. “Stop.”

It was all he said, but it was like a wave of something went through Jill. She flinched, and the water spirals disappeared, falling away in droplets. “Fine,” she said, looking confused.

There was a moment of awkwardness, and then Eddie said, “We should hurry. We’re going to be pushing curfew.”

Lee and Jill set out to make their shots and soon were laughing and flirting again. Eddie continued watching them in his concerned way. Only Adrian paid any attention to me. He was the only one who really understood what had happened, I realized. His green eyes studied me, with no trace of their usual bitter humor. I wasn’t fooled, though. I knew there had to be some witty quip coming, mocking my reaction.

“Are you okay?” he asked quietly.

“I’m fine,” I said, turning from him. I didn’t want him to see my face. He’d already seen too much, seen my fear. I didn’t want any of them to know how afraid of them I was. I heard him take a few steps toward me.

“Sage—”

“Leave me alone,” I snapped back. I hurried off toward the course’s exit, certain he wouldn’t follow me. I was right. I waited for them to finish the game, using the alone time to calm myself down. By the time they caught up to me, I was fairly certain I had wiped most of the emotions from my face. Adrian still watched me with concern, which I didn’t like, but at least he didn’t say anything else about my breakdown.

Surprising to no one, the final score showed that I had won and Adrian had lost. Lee had come in third, which seemed to trouble him. “I used to be a lot better,” he muttered, frowning. “I used to be perfect at this game.” Considering he’d spent most of the time paying attention to Jill, I thought third was a pretty respectable performance.

I dropped him and Adrian off first and then just barely got Eddie, Jill, and me back to Amberwood on time. I was more or less back to normal by then, not that anyone would’ve noticed. Jill was floating on a cloud as we went into our dorm room, talking nonstop about Lee.

“I had no idea he’d traveled so much! He’s maybe been more places than you, Sydney. He keeps telling me that he’ll take me to all of them, that we’ll spend the rest of our lives traveling and doing whatever we want. And he’s taking all sorts of classes in college because he’s not sure what he wants to major in. Well, not all sorts this semester. He’s got a light schedule so that he can spend more time with his father. And that’s good for me. For us, I mean.”

I stifled a yawn and nodded wearily. “That’s great.”

She paused from where she’d been searching her dresser for pajamas. “I’m sorry, by the way.”

I froze. I didn’t want an apology for the magic. I didn’t even want to remember it had happened.

“For yelling at you the other night,” she continued. “You didn’t set me up with Lee. I should never have accused you of interfering. He really has liked me all along, and, well . . . he’s really great.”

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