Part 8
Adrianna paced around in Isabelle's room, trying to figure out their next move. She could have gone to get the guy herself, but couldn't afford to be seen, not yet, anyway.
The idiot who'd decided to come to Enya's for study help was to easy. "So what's the word on campus?" she asked as Isabelle came in.
Isabelle stared at her for several seconds, almost as if she wasn't sure who Adrianna was. "I thought you were coming later."
Adrianna smiled, enjoying the shifter's nervousness. "I couldn't wait. Security in this place is terrible."
Isabelle snorted. "Gee, forgive the humans for not thinking to protect the place against vampires."
Adrianna smiled briefly. "So we've passed stage one, now we need to come up with a plan for stage two." She sat on the chair, looking at Isabelle, who had yet to answer her first question.
How was she supposed to watch Enya's self destruction if no one else thought she was a psycho killer? She'd made the little bitch angry enough to actually shift her shape in front of her friends once. Destroyed her completely. Well, almost. She was still alive and that was an issue that needed to be dealt with right away.
"So far your plan is working," Isabelle said, switching on the stereo.
Adrianna brightened. "Well that's something. They think she did it?"
Isabelle nodded, leaning against the desk, toying with a pencil. "There are rumours. There's something else as well."
Adrianna frowned. She hadn't anticipated for something else happening. Her eyes rolled. She should have figured. "What?"
"Some people, her roommate and a few of her friends have cast some sort of spell," Isabelle said, putting the pencil down and starting to pace in the impossibly small room.
"What sort of spell?" Adrianna knew next to nothing about magic, and as far as she knew, neither did Isabelle. "Night World witches or those idiot Wicca wannabes messing with magic they don't understand?"
Isabelle shrugged. "Night World witches, I think. They said something about soulmates."
"Oh, yeah, you already mentioned that one to me," Adrianna said. She groaned, wishing Isabelle's single room was big enough for her to pace around in as well. Actually, she thought, maybe she could make the soulmate spell work to her advantage, if they could work out who the spell had called. "Has the spell worked yet?"
"I don't think so," Isabelle answered.
Adrianna cursed. Damn, this was irritating. All she wanted was her own soulmate to like her. He was the one guy meant to be perfect for her, and he didn't want her, what did that *say*?
She shook her head, scowling. Philosophy was *not* her thing. She wanted Khal, and she would have him. That was simple enough. And if it meant destroying the girl he wanted - again - then that was what she had to do.
"You know, she hates him, she's probably more than willing to let you have him," Isabelle said.
Adrianna shook her head. "I *know* that. But for some reason he can't seem to let go. Khal and I are *soulmates*, we should be together." She just didn't understand why it wasn't working, most soulmate couples stayed together.
"Let's say you get rid of Khal's obsession, and make him see you're meant for each other after all, most couples who do that usually wind up swanning off to Circle Daybreak."
"Fine, great, whatever. Anything as long as I get my soulmate." Adrianna stopped, shocked at herself, what she had been reduced to. She sighed, trying to get away from that train of thought. Not *all* soulmate couples had to turn Daybreak. "Okay, here's the plan. Find out what you can about Enya's roommate and her friends. Secrets, preferably bad ones we can exploit." She stood up, taking a break. "Not brilliant, I know, but we'll see how that works out and go from there."
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Adrianna paced around in Isabelle's room, trying to figure out their next move. She could have gone to get the guy herself, but couldn't afford to be seen, not yet, anyway.
The idiot who'd decided to come to Enya's for study help was to easy. "So what's the word on campus?" she asked as Isabelle came in.
Isabelle stared at her for several seconds, almost as if she wasn't sure who Adrianna was. "I thought you were coming later."
Adrianna smiled, enjoying the shifter's nervousness. "I couldn't wait. Security in this place is terrible."
Isabelle snorted. "Gee, forgive the humans for not thinking to protect the place against vampires."
Adrianna smiled briefly. "So we've passed stage one, now we need to come up with a plan for stage two." She sat on the chair, looking at Isabelle, who had yet to answer her first question.
How was she supposed to watch Enya's self destruction if no one else thought she was a psycho killer? She'd made the little bitch angry enough to actually shift her shape in front of her friends once. Destroyed her completely. Well, almost. She was still alive and that was an issue that needed to be dealt with right away.
"So far your plan is working," Isabelle said, switching on the stereo.
Adrianna brightened. "Well that's something. They think she did it?"
Isabelle nodded, leaning against the desk, toying with a pencil. "There are rumours. There's something else as well."
Adrianna frowned. She hadn't anticipated for something else happening. Her eyes rolled. She should have figured. "What?"
"Some people, her roommate and a few of her friends have cast some sort of spell," Isabelle said, putting the pencil down and starting to pace in the impossibly small room.
"What sort of spell?" Adrianna knew next to nothing about magic, and as far as she knew, neither did Isabelle. "Night World witches or those idiot Wicca wannabes messing with magic they don't understand?"
Isabelle shrugged. "Night World witches, I think. They said something about soulmates."
"Oh, yeah, you already mentioned that one to me," Adrianna said. She groaned, wishing Isabelle's single room was big enough for her to pace around in as well. Actually, she thought, maybe she could make the soulmate spell work to her advantage, if they could work out who the spell had called. "Has the spell worked yet?"
"I don't think so," Isabelle answered.
Adrianna cursed. Damn, this was irritating. All she wanted was her own soulmate to like her. He was the one guy meant to be perfect for her, and he didn't want her, what did that *say*?
She shook her head, scowling. Philosophy was *not* her thing. She wanted Khal, and she would have him. That was simple enough. And if it meant destroying the girl he wanted - again - then that was what she had to do.
"You know, she hates him, she's probably more than willing to let you have him," Isabelle said.
Adrianna shook her head. "I *know* that. But for some reason he can't seem to let go. Khal and I are *soulmates*, we should be together." She just didn't understand why it wasn't working, most soulmate couples stayed together.
"Let's say you get rid of Khal's obsession, and make him see you're meant for each other after all, most couples who do that usually wind up swanning off to Circle Daybreak."
"Fine, great, whatever. Anything as long as I get my soulmate." Adrianna stopped, shocked at herself, what she had been reduced to. She sighed, trying to get away from that train of thought. Not *all* soulmate couples had to turn Daybreak. "Okay, here's the plan. Find out what you can about Enya's roommate and her friends. Secrets, preferably bad ones we can exploit." She stood up, taking a break. "Not brilliant, I know, but we'll see how that works out and go from there."
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