Part 6

It was almost starting to seem like a curse. Sephra found herself missing her home life. Her friends. The people who had known her and understood her.

Since the death of her parents no other relatives near where she used to live had wanted to take her in. The only family that had eventually stepped forward to claim her had been some distant cousins to overwhelm her.

One cousin, Halley, was even supposed to go to this school, only Sephra hadn't seen her yet, or even knew what she looked like. She was, instead, stuck with this weird Caprice person.

Why had she come here? What kind of fucked up question was that? At least the girl had been here some time, she seemed to have a good grasp of what was hot, and who was not.

Rylan...his image was implanted in her mind. That wonderful blond hair was almost crying out for her fingers to bury themselves in. His eyes were as blue as sapphires, pools she would have gladly drowned in.

As for the girls he'd been with...they were Night People, it was obvious from their surnames. No Redferns amongst them already? That was surprising. Was that why they were kind of wary of Sephra? Because *she* was a Redfern?

From what she could sense Leandra and her Night World cronies had established some sort of system, whispers and rumours were all everyone seemed to have heard...

As for the truth to them...she wasn't sure. It might do her a little good to find out. Everyone was looking at *her* very strangely, it wasn't because of her dark good looks, it was something else.

"Why does everyone keep looking at me weird?" she asked.

Maybe Caprice could actually answer this one, and tell her something else remotely useful. "What'd you mean?" Her voice was soft, as she tried to pay attention to the teacher rather than to Sephra.

Sephra was annoyed. She was used to being the centre of attention, always getting what she wanted. She liked the fear the vermin and nobodies had of her.

Now this...vague *creature* who didn't seem to have a full deck.

Sephra sighed with irritation. "Don't be annoying," she snapped. "You can't tell me you haven't noticed."
Caprice tapped the end of her pencil against her pad of paper, as if debating what to do. "Talk to Leandra and her friends."

This whole *place* is weird, Sephra thought.

Then she brightened. Maybe that didn't mean it was a bad thing.

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