School of the Supernatural

Chapter Twenty-Four: Watch Your Back

"Finley."

I writhe in my mystery captor's arms, trying to break free. Why can't I light up like Amber? "Get off'a me!" I grumble out into their hand, struggling.

"Calm down! Geez, I'm not gonna hurt you."

I stop fighting and the person lets me go, turning me around to face them. It's a girl with short brown hair and a lot of freckles. She looks pissed.

"For the love of everything! You're just like your fucking sister, if not worse," she grumbles. I say exasperated, "I don't have a sister! What are you talking about? Who are you?"

"They call me Fang. Now, if you know what's good for you, you'll listen and you'll listen good. Hear?"

I nod, confused, and she continues, "This school ain't all it's cracked up to be, Finley. There's secrets every which-way. Watch your back. You and your big sis are gonna have hell to pay over that blood o' yours."

"What sister?" I cry, repeating what I said before. She blinks. "I don't have time for your bullshit."

"I'm serious! I don't have any siblings!"

She pauses. "Who's your mom?"

"She was an elven woman named Eloise."

Fang drops her head into her hands, mumbling, "You're fucking kidding me. You don't know."

"Don't know what?"

She grabs my arms, saying seriously, "Finley, your mother was a vampire. Your dad was an elf. Your precious mommy is none other than the fuckin' deceased queen.You're sister is--"

"Chayse," I breathe, amazed. Fang nods. "Right. Now, remember what I said. Watch your back." Then she disappears around a corner.

"Fin! There you are!" I turn to see Amber rushing down the hall, practically tackling me in a hug. She cries into my shoulder, "I looked everywhere for you, you twat!"

"It's okay," I murmur, hugging her tightly. "I'm okay. Are you okay?"

"I'm okay."

"Good. Let's go to the others ,then."

We walk back hand in hand and I glance behind me nervously, but no one's there. Thank God.

Watch your back.