Her eyes, however, were every bit as hard and shiny as the varnish on Dad's desk.
"Sophie, there you are! Where have you been the past few days? We've hardly seen you."
"A-around?" I stuttered, inwardly cringing. Oh,that was an awesome alibi.
Dad just stared at me like I'd started speaking Greek. Of course, Dad probably spoke Greek, so maybe it was more like I was talking Martian.
Rachel HawkinsYou're going to be okay," I said, but my voice was wavering and I was shaking. "It's probably not even that bad, and you're just being a big drama queen as usual.
Rachel HawkinsI know," I muttered as I wrapped a robe around myself. "I probably need to hit the gym more often or something, but honestly, if you're going to haunt me, we need to establish some boundaries."
She threw up her hands and floated up higher, her face a mix of anger and anxiety. Something told me that whatever she was trying to say was more important than the ten pounds I could stand to lose.
A sharp rap at my bedroom door made me jump, and even Elodie's head swung toward the noise. "Stay right here," I said pointing a finger at her. She resonded by flipping me off. Lovely.
Dad got that faraway look in his eyes, the one that said he was about to go in search of really ancient books and cryptic passages.
Rachel HawkinsThis may sound weird,but the first thing I thought as I watched that ten-feet-tall bronze lady plummet toward my face was, "Well, at least it can't kill me." Only demonglass could do that, after all, but I wasn't sure even Cal could heal the amount of broken I was about to be.
Rachel HawkinsI expected him to do his usual thing of "Oh, Sophie, but that is impossible because of this big word, and that big word, and also this abstract concept.
Rachel HawkinsDo you remember the section on controlling demons in Demonologies? I believe it's in chapter five."
"Um...no."
Irritation flashed over his face. "Honestly, Sophie, I gave you that book for a reason."
"And I'm really sorry, but it's long and boring,and can we just skip to the part where you tell me what it says?
This is probably just his new assignment, getting close to you so he can use you for information about the Council."
"Actually, I was just going to use her for her body, but that's a good idea, too.
You could've just let me bleed to death and saved yourself a lot of hassle."
Cal scowled at him. "I did it for her."
Archer's smirk faded. "Fair enough," he said softly. "Thank you."
They stared each other down, and while the dorky eleven-year-old in my soul kind of hoped that two hot boys might fight over me, the rational, seventeen-year-old knew that Archer needed to get out of here, fast.
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