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    Night School(Blood Coven Vampire,book 5) by Mari Mancusi
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    “Can’t it wait? I’m busy.”

    I grab the boy by his shirt and shove him away. “Get lost.”

    He scowls at me. I raise my fist. He slinks off down the stacks, off to find another bored Slayer in Training to suck face with probably. This time preferably one without an overprotective twin. I grab my sister and drag her down the hall until we find a small, unoccupied office. I push her in, then step in myself, closing the door behind us.

    “What’s your problem?” Sunny snarls, propping herself up on an empty desk. She’s wearing a short skirt I’ve never seen before and doesn’t even have the decency to cross her legs. “I was just getting to know Carl there.” Her face is flushed and I notice she has hickeys up and down her neck. “Or ... was it Chris?” she ponders to herself. “I’m so bad at names.”

    “I don’t care if his name was Santa Claus,” I growl. “Sunny, I need you to be serious for a second.” I cross the room, stopping a few feet in front of her. “We have a major problem. Corbin felt my wings. And I’m positive he’s figured out that I’m the one who bit him. We have to get out of here. Now. Before he rats me out. Or comes back and kills me himself, for that matter.”

    “But I don’t want to leave,” Sunny whines, actually sticking out her lower lip in a pout. “I like it here.”

    “Have you been smoking pixie dust?” I cry. “You were dying to leave just a few days ago. And now you’re all big girl on campus?” I shake my head in disbelief. “Don’t you want to find Mom and Dad and make sure they’re okay? Not to mention Magnus, who I still can’t believe you’re cheating on with that disgusting dork in the stacks.” I slump in my chair. “It’s so not like you. These past couple of days—it’s like you’ve turned into this whole other person. Like you’ve been body snatched or some—”

    I stop short, suddenly remembering something I read that afternoon in the library.

    Oh God. But that’s impossible, right?

    Then again, she did start acting weird the day after the fairy attack ...

    Without warning, I lunge at her, grabbing her in a headlock before she can leap away. She squeals in protest, squirming like crazy. But I’m stronger. “Who are you?” I demand.

    “Duh! I’m your sister. Sunny. Let me go!”

    I tighten my grip. “Don’t effing lie to me!”

    “Rayne, stop, you’re hurting me.”

    “What’s Mom’s favorite meat to cook with?”

    “Um ... I don’t know ... chicken?”

    “Yeah, right. Try tofu. What’s your best friend’s name?”

    “You’re my best friend!”

    “Very flattering, but also wrong,” I look down at her. She’s gasping for breath. “Who did Magnus catch you kissing in Vegas?”

    She glares up at me, her face suddenly defiant. “Mother effing Elvis, bitch.”

    Startled, I let go and she falls to the ground with a thump. I take a wary step back, pressing my back against the door as Sunny—or, more accurately, the fairy changeling pretending to be Sunny—slowly climbs to her feet, a menacing look on her scarred, twisted, green-tinged face. The glamour has shattered and she no longer looks anything like my poor sister.

    The changeling starts to laugh, an evil cackle that sends chills through my bones. “You figured it out,” she crows excitedly. “Took you long enough, by the way.”

    “Why are you doing this?” I manage to ask with effort. “And where did you take my sister?” I feel like such an idiot. How could I have not known? My twin sister—the one person I’m closest to in the entire world—and I couldn’t even recognize the difference between her and an evil changeling. Wasting all this time, thinking nothing was wrong while poor, sweet Sunny has been floundering captive in fairyland, probably desperately wondering when someone would come rescue her.

    “Your fool of a father thought he could hide you away and keep you safe.” The changeling snorts. “But we have spies everywhere. With the right ... donation ... even Slayer Inc. operatives can be bought.” She grins, as if proud. Hell, she probably is. She played me like a freaking fool. “Then it was just a matter of time. You idiots made it easy, actually, by running away into the woods in the middle of the night, away from the protection of the guards. All we had to do was launch an attack, steal Sunny away, and have me step into her place instead.”

    “So where’s Sunny now?” I demand. “God help you if you touched a hair on her head!”

    The changeling yawns. “Puh-leeze.” She snorts. “You’ve been listening to your parents too long. We’re not uncivilized beasts, you know. Your sister will be treated like the royal princess she is. Transformed into a fairy and crowned queen. I can promise you, no harm will come to her.”

    “Right. Just like no harm came to the former queen, my grandmother, when you had her under your protection.”

    A flash of guilt crosses the changeling’s face but then she waves a hand dismissively. “In any case,” she continues. “None of this is your concern. Now that Slayer Inc. has delivered us a queen, we must pay what we owe to them in turn.” She gives me a knowing look.

    I shudder, guessing Slayer Inc. doesn’t exactly take Amex for this kind of thing. “And that payment is ... ?”

    The changeling smiles. “Why, you, of course. You’re very valuable, you know. The first-ever vampiric Sidhe. They’re completely thrilled.”

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