Sun, 05/15/2011 - 11:15pm
They hurried past a metal rack that was empty of merchandise, only sporting a few scattered feathers, bits of glitter, and abandoned plastic bags along the bottom. The store looked really pathetic like this. Edie was standing by a tall box of posters. There were only a few things left in it. “Sorry,” she said as they approached. “I thought you guys were behind me. You must not have heard me when I said I saw posters.”
Corrie shrugged. “Sorry. This place is a little mazelike. Did you find something?”
Wed, 05/11/2011 - 11:15pm
As Dawn had predicted, the grocery store in West Ashburn was pretty much picked clean of candy—all that was left were two bags of Mounds and a box of cheap brightly-colored lollipops. They looked around the store anyway, but even the bright displays at the ends of aisles, meant to catch people’s attention as they shopped for other things, were empty. Also, they didn’t sell posters.
Sun, 05/08/2011 - 11:15pm
Friday, October 31
“So I guess Halloween’s not such a big deal at Chatoyant College,” Dawn said, leaning back in her chair. “I haven’t heard about any parties or anything.”
“Really?” said Naomi, surprised. “I didn’t tell you about the art department party?” They were both back in their dorm room after classes. Naomi was laying on her bed painting on a large piece of posterboard. Dawn didn’t know how she could do that without getting paint on her comforter.
Wed, 05/04/2011 - 11:15pm
That evening, after their book club (which had so far turned out more like a social club than an actual book study club, but Edie was okay with that—she had plenty of books and studying in her classes), Edie met Leila in the orchard by the environmentalist co-op. They were no longer doing any magic to help the trees. Leila said it wouldn’t help much now that they were not being magically attacked, and in fact it might hurt them by becoming dependent on magic.
Sun, 05/01/2011 - 11:15pm
Tuesday, October 28
Edie felt fine when she woke up in the morning, and she had no trouble eating a normal breakfast, a bowl of cereal—though she did choose a particularly sugary one. The having-a-cold theory didn’t hold up. Maybe she’d averted it by eating all her vegetables and no dessert.
Wed, 04/27/2011 - 11:15pm
At dinner, the topic of the craft fair came up again, when Corrie, Dawn, and Roe told the rest of the group about how Roe’s vision had turned out to refer to it, and that something would explode in glitter at some point. “It’s too bad we didn’t know about this craft fair earlier,” Corrie said to Edie. “You could have sold some knitted stuff or something.”
Sun, 04/24/2011 - 11:15pm
Edie sat down in French class with a sigh. She was still thinking about those strawberries from yesterday. They’d just been so delicious—not to mention the fact that she and Leila had eventually resorted to feeding each other the strawberries with their mouths. Memories of Leila’s tongue were very distracting.
Thankfully, she managed to drag her mind back to the present when Zip sat down beside her. “How’s it going?” she asked, forcing herself to smile.
Wed, 04/20/2011 - 11:15pm
Monday, October 27
Before Corrie left for her run in the morning, she deliberately moved her sticker from “happy” to “curious.” She would check on it every time she came back to the room to see if it had moved of its own accord. And it was true, at least: she was curious about the poster. She still didn’t really believe Annie’s weird dreams were related (and who wouldn’t have weird dreams, anyway, on this campus?) but that was no reason not to try to figure out the truth.
Sun, 04/17/2011 - 11:15pm
When Corrie sat down with her soup, Annie and Rico were describing something that Professor Rook did differently than Professor Lal to Dawn, and she listened with interest. It seemed that he was a more engaging and gregarious professor, but from what Corrie heard, she thought she liked Professor Lal better. She encouraged and inspired her students to work hard—or at least it worked that way for Corrie. She didn’t think she would try so much for Professor Rook.
Wed, 04/13/2011 - 11:15pm
A couple of hours later, when someone knocked on their door, Corrie had gotten two pages done and was feeling much better about her paper. It only needed to be ten pages; if she could get three more pages tonight, which she was pretty sure she could do, then she would be done her rough draft. It might not be a great rough draft, but that’s what they were for. She hoped Professor Lal would tell her what to do to make it a good enough paper.