I waited in the bathroom, checking the hall for any teachers or other students. All clear. Ethan did a walk-by at first, but then he doubled back and slipped into the bathroom. We walked to the last stall again and locked ourselves in.

“Stealthy maneuver back there,” I whispered with a hint of a mocking tone.

“I wanted to be extra careful. Now, tell me what happened. What did that creep say to you? And why would he corner you in a bathroom?”

“Probably for the same reason we’re talking in the bathroom right now. He wanted privacy.” That was the wrong thing to say. Ethan’s face turned red. “Not like that!” I smacked his arm. “He wants to talk to me.”

“Why? How do you even know this guy?” Ethan was so worked up he couldn’t keep his hands still. He knocked the toilet-paper dispenser right off the wall. It fell with a loud crash.

“Hurry! Get in the next stall over and stand on the toilet so no one sees you.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“No.” I pushed him under the stall and into the next one as a voice called, “Who’s in here?”

I stepped out of the stall, trying to look embarrassed. “Um, I am.” I bit my lip and pointed to the toilet-paper dispenser on the floor. “It fell off the wall when I went to get some toilet paper. I swear I didn’t do it on purpose.”

The woman was a science teacher. Not mine, but I recognized her. She nodded. “I’ll call a custodian to fix it. For now, use another stall.”

“I will.”

“What class are you in? I’ll let your teacher know you’ll be another minute because there was a mishap in the bathroom.”

I could only imagine what the other students would think the mishap was, but I nodded and gave her the room number. I had to get her out of here before she noticed Ethan. His stall door was locked, but since you couldn’t see any feet under the door, that was suspicious.

She nodded toward the next stall. Ethan’s stall.

“Um, that one is jammed shut or something.” I walked past it to the next one.

“Hmm, I’ll let the custodian know about that, too.”

I smiled and disappeared into the open stall. I waited for her to leave before I came out.

“It’s safe,” I whispered to Ethan.

He came out, looking nervous. “That was close.”

“Yeah, too close. You need to get out of here. I’ll check the hallway.” I peeked my head out and saw the teacher turn down the next hallway, toward my class. “Now.” I waved Ethan on.

“We have to talk about this guy, Sam.”

“Later.” That would give me time to figure out what I was going to tell Ethan.

“Later,” he repeated, giving me a look to let me know he wasn’t going to forget about this.

I sighed and walked back to class. I wasn’t sure what to tell Ethan. I didn’t have Dylan figured out. What if he was telling the truth? But Nora had said he was evil. He’d gone bad from using too much black magic or something like that. I couldn’t trust him. It was too risky. That’s what she’d said.

I glanced around, making sure no one was watching. We were taking a test on trigonometry. I wasn’t going to pass no matter how hard I tried, so I took out my phone and texted Nora under my desk.

Dylan was here.

I squeezed the phone tightly in my hands, hoping to dull the buzzing when her reply came. The second it shook, I opened the text to shut it up.

How? What did he say to you?

Trapped me in the bathroom. He knows what we’re doing.

Two seconds later, Go to the nurse’s office.

Why? He didn’t hurt me. I’m fine.

Just go!

It didn’t make sense. Did Nora think Dylan had done something to me? Was it possible he’d used a spell on me? Some dark magic that could make me sick?

I shoved my phone in my bag and raised my hand. “Mr. Malinowsky?”

He looked up from his desk. “Yes, Sam.”

“May I go see the nurse? I’m not feeling well.”

“Are you finished with your test?” He gestured toward my paper with his pen.

I stared at the half-blank page. It didn’t matter if I filled in the answers or not. They wouldn’t be right anyway.

“Yes.”

He waved me forward. I took my bag and my test paper. I kept my head down as I handed him the test.

“Sam, you barely answered any questions.”

“I know. I didn’t have enough time to get caught up on the chapter this weekend.” Okay, so I was playing the new girl card.

“If you needed more time, you should have told me before you took the exam.”

“I know. I’m still a little shaken up from what happened earlier. I wasn’t thinking straight. I’m sorry.”

He shook his head. “I heard about that. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, a little scared is all.”

“Understandable.” He sighed as he looked over my test paper. “Friday.”

“Excuse me?”

“You can take a makeup test on Friday. That’s plenty of time to get caught up.”

I nodded. “Thank you, Mr. Malinowsky. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem. Given your special circumstances, I’ll allow it, but keep in mind I don’t normally allow extensions. I expect you to get caught up and stay caught up from now on.” He scribbled on a pass.

“Yes, sir, and thank you again.”

He nodded toward the door as he handed me my pass.

I headed to the nurse’s office, wondering what I was supposed to tell Mrs. Wentworth. That guy who cornered me in the bathroom was really a witch who has been following me around and threatening to tell people that I kill innocent human beings in order to stay alive. Yeah, that wasn’t going to work.

I stopped in front of the office and took a deep breath before knocking. I heard footsteps, and the door opened. But it wasn’t Mrs. Wentworth.

“Nora? What are you doing here?”

“Get inside.” She pulled me into the office and peeked down the hall before locking us inside.

“What’s going on? Where’s Mrs. Wentworth?” I looked around the empty nurse’s office.

“She’s taking a nap.” Nora pointed to the cot behind a thin green curtain.

My eyes widened. “Did you…did you use magic on her?”

Nora shrugged. “It’s not going to hurt her. I just made her fall asleep. No big deal. When she wakes up, she won’t even remember meeting me.”

“So, you did some sort of mind control on her, too?”

“Only a little.”

I don’t know why it had never occurred to me before, but Nora must be a pretty powerful witch. “What else can you do?”

“Forget about that.” She waved me off. “Tell me what happened with Dylan. Every detail. Don’t leave anything out.”

I started pacing, needing to get rid of some extra energy. I still felt all charged up from draining Rebecca’s magic. It was like little bugs crawling under my skin, trying to get out. I wondered if that was what magic felt like, or if I was imagining it. Mom always said I had an overactive imagination.

“Well?”

“Sorry. Um, I was at lunch, and I went to the bathroom. I was standing at the mirror, making sure I didn’t have any food stuck in my teeth, when he started talking to me from the last stall.”

“What did he say?”

I gave her a look for interrupting me.

She rolled her eyes.

“Like I was saying, he told me he knew he’d find me in the bathroom. It was weird.” I’d totally forgotten how strange his first comment had been. Why did he know he’d find me in the bathroom of all places? And then it hit me. “He must have known Shannon caught Ethan and me in the bathroom together! But how? He doesn’t know Shannon.”

“Shannon?” Nora’s eyes widened.

“Yeah, she’s this really annoying girl who has it in for me for some strange reason. I never even did anything to her.”

“Let me guess,” Nora said. “She has long, almost black hair, right? Dresses like she’s auditioning for a spot in a music video?”

“How did you know? Have you met her?”

“Oh, we’ve met.”

“I feel sorry for you then. She’s a real bitch. And what I don’t get is that the entire school does whatever she says. How can someone so evil be so popular?”