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biggest bitch.
    I pushed my food aside, no longer having an appetite. I kept telling myself this was for the best. I repeated the phrase the whole way back to the garage in tempo with my feet crunching on gravel. For. The. Best. For. The. Best. It had no bearing on my mood. I was just as temperamental.
    When I sauntered back into the shop, Eddy took one look at me and laughed his ass off. “What the hell happened to you? Wait. Don’t tell me. Let me guess. She was about five-five with angel curls and killer dimples.” In his own way, my boss cared about me. He had no kids of his own and took it upon himself to harass me at every opportunity.
    I stabbed him with a dry look, and then headed in the back for a clean shirt. Maybe if I wasn’t a covered in ice cream I might have found humor in the situation. Tossing the milkshake-covered shirt into my bag, my lips twitched. I would never be able to look at that shirt again without thinking of Kat.
    She was something else.
     
    Katia
    Seth was such a jerk. Jerk didn’t even cut it. He was the scum on the bottom of my heels. It was such a pity, because he was an amazing kisser. And he made me feel more alive than I’d felt in a very long time. He ignited something inside me. If he didn’t open his mouth, he’d be damn near perfect.
    I drove home in a blind rage and even had to circle the block a few times before I let off enough steam. When I pulled into my driveway, I sunk into the seat and hit the steering wheel with my hands. “How could I be so dumb?” I seethed, and then I swore.
    The last thing I wanted was to face my family. My emotions were written all over my face, and the downside of having a mom with goddess blood was that she could detect every emotion. Mom had a knack for knowing when something was wrong. Mother intuition. Magick. Clairvoyance. Whatever you wanted to call it, she had it, which could be annoying or consoling, depending on your mood.
    Today, I did not want my feelings picked apart. I just wanted to escape to my room and wallow in my own self-pity. I didn’t want to see another human all day. Not until I finished licking this wound Seth left on my heart. Or maybe it was Matt.
    I was an emotional wreck. It was possible I was projecting my breakup baggage on Seth, looking to grasp onto something that had never been there. Or maybe Seth just wasn’t into me and he really did loathe me.
    The thought made my stomach drop.
    Creeping from my car to the house, I made it up into my bedroom undetected. Someone upstairs must love me. Once I clicked the little lock in place, I let out a long swoosh of air and collapsed on my violet bed. I stared at the white butterflies on my wall, contemplating my life.
    School had barely begun and already I was dreading the rest of the year. I didn’t want my senior year to be a repeat of the last three: homework, cheer practice, basketball games, and endless parties.
    I wanted my last year to be memorable, exciting. I enjoyed hanging out with my friends, but I felt like all we did was talk about the same trivial things over and over. They didn’t really know me . How could they when I was keeping such a huge secret? Being a nixie had suddenly become a small piece of me. It had taken a back burner. I hardly ever practiced anymore in my attempt to be normal . I was just now realizing how special it was to have magick and how much I missed the exhilarated rush flowing through my veins.
    Part of the reason I stopped practicing was because I thought my magick was insignificant. It felt so lame compared to what the others in my circle could do.
    Olivia, the free-spirited soul, was the only one of the group with an affinity. Hers was with fire, and she had the flaming red hair to match.
    Elena, though she was moody and hard to get along with, could bring anything she touched to life and had the power to heal.
    Zeke, sweet Zeke. With his fair colored hair and blue eyes, he had been the prankster of the group and Seth’s best