Part 3
Sarah blinked, staring after the irritating British guy as he walked off. She didn't get it. Was he insane or something? With a roll of her eyes she hurried to class, taking her seat.
"You look - odd." Giselle, the girl she sat next to, was studying her.
"Thanks," Sarah snorted. First the weird thing with Beth talking to her in some sort of trance, then that guy thinking she was whoever the hell *Helenia* was She was surely crazy herself, because she could have sworn the last thing he'd said to her was in her mind. And who was Arcturus, anyway?
"Have you seen the new guy?" she asked Giselle.
Giselle turned, twirling a strand of curly chestnut hair around her finger. "Isn't he just *so* sexy?"
"He seemed like a creep to me. What's his name?" She had been so shocked to his reaction to her she had forgotten to ask.
"Arcturus Redfern."
Sarah stared, almost knocking her books off her desk. Hang on, that couldn't be right. "Blond, British?"
Giselle shook her head. "No, tall, dark, impossibly gorgeous? Green eyes, from Canada? Who are you talking about?"
"A guy I ran into just now. He called me Helenia and didn't seem too pleased to see me. He said to give Arcturus his regards."
"Maybe Arcturus has a brother he doesn't get on with, and Helenia was some girl who came between them."
That did actually make sense. Yet Beth's earlier remarks about someone coming to change her world floated back to her. She had dismissed it earlier, deciding Beth was stoned, and girls like her could get away with pot on campus.
Now she was starting to think maybe Beth *hadn't* been stoned. What if that was some kind of actual message to come to Sarah, Beth could have just been the unfortunate one possessed to pass the message on.
That was just - well - impossible. Like a movie plot, but things like that just didn't happen in real life. Or at least, not to Sarah, anyway.
"You'll have to point this other guy out to me."
Sarah barely grunted. Class ended before long, and Sarah found herself pleased she didn't run into that guy again. She did, however, see another new face. Model stunning, eyes like emeralds, his features were similar to the snotty guy, except his long hair was black, instead of blond.
He flashed Sarah a dazzling smile, coming over and pulling her into his arms. "Helenia. I didn't expect to see you here." He looked over her, a long, cold finger tracing her features. "You're new look's different, I'll give you that." He grinned.
Sarah didn't understand what was going on. "You must be Arcturus."
"I was the last time I looked." He moved in to kiss her.
Sarah pushed him away.
"Helenia?" He was frowning at her, she could see confusion in his eyes. Obviously he wasn't used to girls stopping him from kissing them. Under other circumstances, Sarah would have welcomed the hot guy all over her, but this was way too weird.
"My name is Sarah Paxton. Whoever you and that British guy think I am, I'm not. Stop calling me Helenia."
Arcturus pulled away. "Edan is here? You've got to be kidding."
Sarah shook her head. "Who's Helenia?"
Arcturus stepped back. "Never mind." He turned and walked off into the crowd of students. The group of onlookers who had been watching drifted off as well. Several girls were staring enviously at her. She ignored them, and hurried to her locker.
And if this day wasn't crazy enough already, there was a girl she had never seen waiting by her locker. The girl was wearing some sort of high necked ball gown with puffy sleeves, a low neckline, and long skirt, brushing the floor around her. Her ruby red hair was curled into a ridiculously elaborate upsweep. She looked like she'd stepped out of a history textbook.
Sarah sighed. "Don't tell me, you're Helenia?"
The girl shook ruby curls. "My name is Annabelle. Do not be fooled by Arcturus's charm. Do not make the same mistake I did."
Sarah's eyes closed. What did she have to do with *any* of this? When she opened her eyes to ask that question, Annabelle was gone.
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Sarah blinked, staring after the irritating British guy as he walked off. She didn't get it. Was he insane or something? With a roll of her eyes she hurried to class, taking her seat.
"You look - odd." Giselle, the girl she sat next to, was studying her.
"Thanks," Sarah snorted. First the weird thing with Beth talking to her in some sort of trance, then that guy thinking she was whoever the hell *Helenia* was She was surely crazy herself, because she could have sworn the last thing he'd said to her was in her mind. And who was Arcturus, anyway?
"Have you seen the new guy?" she asked Giselle.
Giselle turned, twirling a strand of curly chestnut hair around her finger. "Isn't he just *so* sexy?"
"He seemed like a creep to me. What's his name?" She had been so shocked to his reaction to her she had forgotten to ask.
"Arcturus Redfern."
Sarah stared, almost knocking her books off her desk. Hang on, that couldn't be right. "Blond, British?"
Giselle shook her head. "No, tall, dark, impossibly gorgeous? Green eyes, from Canada? Who are you talking about?"
"A guy I ran into just now. He called me Helenia and didn't seem too pleased to see me. He said to give Arcturus his regards."
"Maybe Arcturus has a brother he doesn't get on with, and Helenia was some girl who came between them."
That did actually make sense. Yet Beth's earlier remarks about someone coming to change her world floated back to her. She had dismissed it earlier, deciding Beth was stoned, and girls like her could get away with pot on campus.
Now she was starting to think maybe Beth *hadn't* been stoned. What if that was some kind of actual message to come to Sarah, Beth could have just been the unfortunate one possessed to pass the message on.
That was just - well - impossible. Like a movie plot, but things like that just didn't happen in real life. Or at least, not to Sarah, anyway.
"You'll have to point this other guy out to me."
Sarah barely grunted. Class ended before long, and Sarah found herself pleased she didn't run into that guy again. She did, however, see another new face. Model stunning, eyes like emeralds, his features were similar to the snotty guy, except his long hair was black, instead of blond.
He flashed Sarah a dazzling smile, coming over and pulling her into his arms. "Helenia. I didn't expect to see you here." He looked over her, a long, cold finger tracing her features. "You're new look's different, I'll give you that." He grinned.
Sarah didn't understand what was going on. "You must be Arcturus."
"I was the last time I looked." He moved in to kiss her.
Sarah pushed him away.
"Helenia?" He was frowning at her, she could see confusion in his eyes. Obviously he wasn't used to girls stopping him from kissing them. Under other circumstances, Sarah would have welcomed the hot guy all over her, but this was way too weird.
"My name is Sarah Paxton. Whoever you and that British guy think I am, I'm not. Stop calling me Helenia."
Arcturus pulled away. "Edan is here? You've got to be kidding."
Sarah shook her head. "Who's Helenia?"
Arcturus stepped back. "Never mind." He turned and walked off into the crowd of students. The group of onlookers who had been watching drifted off as well. Several girls were staring enviously at her. She ignored them, and hurried to her locker.
And if this day wasn't crazy enough already, there was a girl she had never seen waiting by her locker. The girl was wearing some sort of high necked ball gown with puffy sleeves, a low neckline, and long skirt, brushing the floor around her. Her ruby red hair was curled into a ridiculously elaborate upsweep. She looked like she'd stepped out of a history textbook.
Sarah sighed. "Don't tell me, you're Helenia?"
The girl shook ruby curls. "My name is Annabelle. Do not be fooled by Arcturus's charm. Do not make the same mistake I did."
Sarah's eyes closed. What did she have to do with *any* of this? When she opened her eyes to ask that question, Annabelle was gone.
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