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FlowerGirl's points story: Black Tuesday

FlowerGirl requested: an important US historical event, at Chatoyant College

Alise poked her roommate's side with the toe of her loafer. "Get up, lazy."

Helen rolled over so her back was to Alise and groaned. "It's Saturday morning! We don't have classes or church! I'm going to sleep in!"

"Not today, you're not," Alise said grimly. "I need you."

Helen gave a deep sigh and sat up. She blinked at Alise. "What are you doing dressed already?"

Catalyst's points story: A Picnic

Catalyst requested: something in the history of Chatoyant College, with a connection to present-day characters and faerie interaction

mjkj's points story: A Mix-Up

mjkj asked for a story about Darcy

It was the first day of college and Darcy was terrified.

Classes hadn't even started yet. They were just moving in. She and her parents had gotten there at nine o'clock that morning and had to wait for a school employee to come in and show them where her dorm was. It was called Mary Thomas. They'd gotten all her stuff, her books and clothes, moved in by ten. Then they'd gone to the dining hall and had a light brunch, just to have something to do.

And then her parents had gone home.

Chapter 54: Forgiveness

Corrie wouldn’t have believed it was possible to be even antsier than she had been that morning and afternoon, but it happened anyway. She wrote three pages of her paper, which, for four days before the paper was due, was plenty. At least once she got into that it distracted her already. But Edie continued to not return to the room. She tried playing computer games to calm her nerves, including ones that involved shooting things, but it only helped a little.

Chapter 53: Apologetic

The day wasn’t going so well for Corrie, either. It had started as well as it always did, except that the fog meant she and Byron had to run a little more slowly than usual for fear of crashing into people or buildings. She was, as always, grateful for the emergency lights that shone through the fog. But when she’d gotten out of her shower, Edie was already gone. Corrie met Annie for breakfast like usual, but Edie didn’t join them. She was already in the classroom for their Academic Writing class when they arrived, but didn’t speak to them.

Chapter 52: Tuesday

Tuesday, October 7

Tuesdays were never a fun day for Dawn. They started at what she thought was an unreasonable hour with her FYE class (though at least she got more sleep than she had that weekend, with her parents wanting breakfast at the crack of dawn). She did not understand why the class had to be so early, especially since she was sure none of her fellow students stayed any more awake and alert than she did.

Chapter 51: Plan

Rico’s eyebrows wrinkled in confusion. “Pretty easy, I guess. I mean, he’s always available for questions about classwork. He says asking him questions counts as working hard, and working hard is the only way we’re going to pass his class.”

Chapter 50: Not Herself

“So what you’re saying,” Troy said slowly, “is that Edie’s not herself. Her reaction is based on faerie magic. So she probably won’t just come around to forgiving you.”

“Exactly,” said Dawn.

“In that case, shouldn’t you talk to one of the magic teachers about it? I mean, I only know Djanaea magic. I don’t think I can do anything to help you.”

“We already talked to Professor Lal,” Corrie explained. “She says she’ll keep an eye on Leila, but doesn’t think she’s much of a threat. Don’t you know anything about illusions that could help us?”

Chapter 49: Troy's Advice

“…So that’s why we wanted your advice,” Corrie finished up. “Any thoughts you might have would probably be helpful.”

Chapter 48: Part of My Job

Professor Lal nodded. “That’s no surprise. I can’t exactly hide the fact that we have a student with the Sight—”

“Why not?” Corrie interrupted angrily.

Professor Lal turned a cool glare on her. “As I was saying, Dawn would inevitably be found out by others, and they wouldn’t be happy if they learned I’d hidden your existence from them. And we do have to hide our existence from the rest of the world, if not from you and your friends.”

“But we would have found out sooner if you hadn’t told her,” Corrie protested.

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