Free Amethyst Tears (YA Paranormal Romance) (Luminescence Trilogy) by J.L. Weil Page B

me a target.
    Goody gumdrops.
    Between passing periods she snuck up on me at my locker. I should have been able to smell her skanky scent. She gave me an evil grin, flanked by two of her cronies. “Well if it isn’t the school mutant. Where’s your boy toy? Don’t tell me he got tired of you already?”
    I tried counting to ten in my head. It didn’t lessen my rising temper any. The more words she spewed, the more intense the tingles ran through my body. I felt like I was going to burst.
    Speaking of burst, h er jeans were suction cupped to her legs, and I was pretty sure she wasn’t wearing a bra. I had no idea how she could even move in that getup.
    “Wait,” she rambled on like I gave two- shits. “Let me guess.” She tapped her blood red nail against her lip. “He found out what a freak you really are and ran for the hills.” The smirk on her face was almost enough to make me lose it.
    She had it coming, she really did. She must be glutton for punishment. There really wasn’t any other explanation I could fathom. Just a little magic wouldn’t be that bad…
    How much more damage could it really do, especially when she was already hell b ent on slandering my reputation? Why not add more fuel to the flame? In reality not the best idea, but right then I couldn’t think straight. I wasn’t rational.
    “ Don’t screw with me today.” My whole body was shaking with the need to hurt her, and a haze of darkness swarmed behind my eyes.
    “Ooh,” she taunted holding her hands up. “ What are you going to do?” she sneered, the two insignificant girls behind her giggled.
    I could smash her like a bug, crush her under my Uggs. “You could stick around and find out,” I snapped.
    There was just the tiniest flicker in her golden eyes. Fear. Under all that hoochie, Rianne was afraid of me. I was small enough to admit that pleased me. She could say whatever she wanted. Spread all the nasty rumors she wanted. Just as long as she knew, there was nothing she could do to destroy me. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction.
    Hell-to-the-no.
    Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever.
    A wicked gleam lit her eyes. “I just wanted to see your face when you found out I was banging your boyfriend.”
    That was it!
    I was going to gouge her eyes with my short bitten nails. “He wouldn’t dare,” I professed barely keeping my cool.
    She pursed her sultry cherry lips. “Hmm. Not yet, but he will. They always do.” Leaning in close to my ear, she whispered. “I’m on to you freak.” Spinning on her stiletto heels, she walked away like she owned the runway, leaving me gaping after her. Steaming. Pulsing. Radiating fury.
    “Bitch,” I muttered under my breath. A crack of thunder split open outside with a violent wall-shaking-sound.
    I jumped.
    Apparently, I even scared myself. There was a hum simmering under my skin, not at all satisfied that it hadn’t been unable to unleash its full wrath on the beast. Pulling it back in was much harder than summoning it had been.
    Taking a shak y breath, I couldn’t help but wonder if I would ever get used to this weathercasting. Worse yet, I let Rianne get to me. She wanted nothing more than to hurt me. That and probably call me out for being something unnatural. Unease snaked around my belly as I thought about her finding out what I really was.
    Utterly terrifying.
    The more I pondered over the idea, the more enraged I became. Dark thoughts floated through my head. She was really no match for me. I had the kind of power to destroy her, to silence her verbal assaults. Tendrils of shadowy magic coursed through my blood. It wasn’t the heady kind, but more addictive like ecstasy. It enticed me to strike out. Now, while I still had the back of Rianne and her groupie’s in sight.
    “Brianna.”
    Hearing my name, I whirled around. The edge of power still glowing in my violet eyes, I could feel them radiating.
    Tori stood in front of me, watching me curiously. She looked like one of those