She should be glad to be aware the new kid had a hidden identity, right? The knowledge made her nervous, but it would help her prepare to counter any threat he might pose. Glancing up, Kendra caught the goblin staring at her over his shoulder. Was he here to spy? To cause trouble? Almost certainly he was up to mischief. Unless repulsive goblins routinely infiltrated the public school system. Why was the creature here? Surely it had something to do with her. Price came down the aisle handing out yearbooks. And here she was, staring at a grotesque monster posing as a new student in her homeroom! Mrs. Had made that ability permanent, he had warned Kendra that sometimes it was safer to leave certain things unseen. Her Grandpa Sorenson had introduced her to magical milk that enabled people to see through the illusions that normally concealed mystical creatures. Such odd sights were usually veiled from mortal eyes. She made eye contact with the creature for an instant before it took flight in aįlurry of gilded feathers. On another occasion she spotted what looked like a golden owl with a human face. When she tried to move in for a closer look, the tiny man scurried away into a storm drain. Once she had noticed a bearded man barely a foot tall pulling a length of pipe out of a pile of rubble behind the movie theater. Since leaving Fablehaven nearly a year ago, Kendra had seen magical creatures only twice. Kendra alone could see his true form, the aftereffect of having been kissed by hundreds of giant fairies. He had to be some sort of goblin who looked like a normal kid to everybodyĮlse. Casey Hancock looked inhumanly deformed and hideous because he was not a human. What was going on? Nobody who looked this weirdĬould come into a class without raising any eyebrows. Scanning the room, Kendra didn't see a single student who seemed repulsed by his appearance. Like Alyssa, they didn't seem to be joking. Whispers as if they too found Case attractive. Kendra noticed Jenna Chamberlain and Karen Sommers sharing looks and That was strange - Jonathon was a jerk, not the sort of kid to befriend a circus freak. Morning announcements were droning over the loudspeaker. You must be the pickiest girl on the planet. Alyssa shook her head as if Kendra were crazy. That's just cruel.Īre you blind? He's amazing! Alyssa sounded genuinely offended that Kendra didn't agree. Don't you think he's a hottie? Alyssa was acting so sincere that Kendra found herself repressing a smile. Creamy pus leaked from multiple sores on the back of his scabby head. Price directed him to a desk near the front of the room. It can't be easy starting at a new school so late in the year, so please give him a warm His family just moved here from California. He stood in front of the class beside Mrs. The hideous boy was otherwise nicely dressed in a black and red button-down shirt, jeans, and stylish tennis shoes. He scratched his arm, crooked fingers lumpy with bulging warts. Slits, his nose a malformed cavity, his mouth lipless and crusty. The boy had a bald, scabrous scalp and a face like a chapped welt. ![]() Price entered the room accompanied by the most disfigured student Kendra had ever seen. Great, I looked hypnotized in my picture, Kendra She had short blonde hairĪnd a slender build. ![]() Kendra no longerĪlyssa Carter sat down in the desk next to her. But this had been a renaissance year.Īmazing how swiftly a little confidence and a more outgoingĪttitude could elevate your social status. School might have meant an opportunity to shed the quiet, Rut since around fourth grade, and a fresh start in high One final week and she would leave middle school behindįorever and start anew as a high school freshman, minglingĪ year ago that had sounded like a more exciting In a moment theīell would ring, signaling the start of the last week of school. Fablehaven Rise of the Evening Star (Fablehaven Series, Book 2) Brandon MullĬrowding into homeroom with the other eighth graders,
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