With her father's memory failing and her mother gone, Soraya Thenayu enrolls in distant Darkwood Academy and immediately becomes enemies with the richest kid at school. Between hiding her father's gift of illegally harvested magic, befriending socia...
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Moiya tapped her foot impatiently, her eyebrows knit together in frustration. Soraya had never seen her friend look so hurt before. Guilt rose within her chest at the realization that she was the one who had caused the pain.
I knew I should have confided in her sooner.
"I-I'm sorry for not telling you that I had magic," the girl whispered. She was still fully aware of the other sleeping students inside the dormitory and didn't want anyone else waking up and overhearing their conversation.
Lightning rippled across the black clouds, followed by a thunder clap echoing across the heavens. Soraya winced at the loud noise, but her friend ignored the weather. Although the rain was pelting down in thicker drops, the girls were kept dry from an overhanging wall sheltering the balcony.
"It's illegal for you to have that!" Moiya cried in exasperation. "You could go to prison!"
"I know," Soraya lowered her voice even more. Moiya was about to say something else, but stopped. Instead, she took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly.
"I'm sure you have a good reason for having it," Moiya continued in a calmer tone. "You could have told me, you know?" she said, her emerald gems brimming with tears. "You're one of my best friends. Do you not trust me?"
"I do trust you," Soraya insisted, her voice filled with sorrow. "I can and will explain everything." She cautiously stepped forward and showed her friend both of her hands. "All I have left is a little Water Magic. I wanted to tell you much earlier. I'm sorry you had to find out this way. Can you forgive me?"
Her friend hesitated and glanced at Soraya's crestfallen face.
"Yes, of course I will forgive you. I just need to know what's going on."
"There is a lot to tell you," Soraya extended her arm towards her friend. "It would be much faster and easier if I showed you. Can you hold my hand?"
Moiya frowned. "If it means that much to you, then yes," she clasped her fingers firmly around her friend's.
"I'm going to show you a lot of things, and you're going to feel everything I've felt. Is that okay?"
Even though she was still upset, Moiya managed to laugh. "Are you a psychic or something? What are you even talking about?"
"Do you give me permission?" Soraya asked again. "I need to know."
Moiya glanced suspiciously between their hands and the girl's face. "Okay... sure."
Soraya closed her eyes and gently squeezed Moiya's palm. "Slevautza."
Moiya gasped when her friend turned translucent and sank into her body. There was a bright light, followed by a loud crack like a whip, before silence took over. Their transformation was masked by another rumble of thunder from overhead.
