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Jenny’s face.
    â€œOh my God!” she said. “What happened to you?”
    â€œThe Beast,” Jenny replied.
    â€œYou’re kidding,” said Rachel. “Why did she go after you ?”
    â€œI was walking home with Una, and Tracy told her to hand over the bracelet she was wearing. The one Adie gave her for her birthday. I told her to get lost.” Jenny gently scratched the swollen purple bruise around her eye. “She grabbed Una’s arm, and I pushed her off. Then she punched me in the face.”
    â€œI can’t believe it,” said Adie. “What did your parents say? Did you tell them who did it?”
    â€œNo,” said Jenny, “and they’re really mad about it. But if my parents contact the school, it’ll only make things worse. Tracy would get in trouble about it, and Una’s life wouldn’t be worth living.”
    Una arrived moments later, apparently even more upset than Jenny.
    â€œTracy just hit her!” she squealed. “Right in the face! It was so horrible. I’m so sorry, Jenny. This is all my fault. I just wish there was something I could do about it.”
    â€œDon’t be silly. It’s not your fault,” Jenny replied.
    â€œHey,” said Rachel, “I was thinking, if we’re going to try out something from The Great Book of the Occult tonight, why don’t we cast a spell on the Beast? Like a revenge spell or something?”
    â€œYeah!” said Grace. “That’s perfect. Something we all really want. Maybe that’ll help it to work.”
    â€œDefinitely,” said Una, her voice low and determined. “I definitely want to try that.”
    When everything was arranged according to the book’s instructions, the girls sat in a circle around a lit candle and a piece of card adorned with Jenny’s crudely drawn pentagram. Una tossed Tracy’s compass onto the floor, next to the candle. Tracy had once used the compass to try and poke her in the back, but had missed and left it lodged in Una’s bag strap instead.
    â€œRight,” said Grace, “I’ll say the spell, and you all hold hands and concentrate on the candle’s flame. Remember, don’t break the circle ’til I’ve blown the candle out.”
    She settled herself on her haunches, took Rachel’s hand to her right and Adie’s to her left, and took a deep breath.
    â€œO, Guardians of Vengeance sweet,
    Give hope and power and peace to us,
    Allow dark magic’s awesome feat—”
    â€œMake Tracy Murphy get hit by a bus!”
    Taken aback by Una’s sudden interruption, Grace was too slow to stop her before she leaned forward and, with one sharp breath, blew out the candle.
    â€œUna!” she cried. “That’s not the verse we wrote!”
    â€œIt’s the one we should have written,” Una said, frowning as she dropped Rachel’s and Jenny’s hands.
    â€œBut what if it works?” said Grace.
    â€œWhat if it does?” replied Una. “She deserves it.”
    She looked around at the uncertain faces of her friends.
    â€œ Relax , it’s not going to work,” she said, after a pause. “I’m bored with all this magic stuff. Let’s watch a movie.”
    â€œNo action movies, please,” pleaded Adie.
    â€œAnd I’m not watching a chick flick,” said Grace.
    Rachel took Adie and Una downstairs to riffle through the DVD collection in the living room, while Grace and Jenny cleared up the remains of their first venture into magic.
    â€œYou don’t think it’ll really work, do you?” said Jenny.
    â€œI don’t know,” said Grace. “No, not really. Still…”
    â€œShe probably does deserve it,” said Jenny, gently rubbing her eye again and wincing as she neared the sorest part. “Not just for this, I mean. But for all of it.”
    â€œYeah.” Grace nodded. “She probably does