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Sixteen THE NEXT DAY, IT FULLY hit me how much things had changed since the Jesse-and-Ralf rumors first started. For some people, I remained a nonstop source of whispers and laughter. From Lissa's converts, I received friendliness and occasional defense. Overall, I realized, our classmates actually gave me very little of their attention anymore. This became especially true when something new distracted everyone. Lissa and Aaron. Apparently, Mia had found about the party and had blown up when she learned that Aaron had been there without her. She'd bitched at him and told him that if he wanted to be with her, he couldn't run around and hang out with Lissa. So Aaron had decided he didn't want to be with her. He'd broken up with her that morning…and moved on. Now he and Lissa were all over each other. They stood around in the hall and at lunch, arms wrapped around one another, laughing and talking. Lissa's bond feelings showed only mild interest, despite her gazing at him as though he was the most fascinating thing on the planet. Most of this was for show, unbeknownst to him. He looked as though he could have built a shrine at her feet at any moment. And me? I felt ill. My feelings were nothing, however, compared to Mia's. At lunch, she sat on the far side of the room from us, eyes fixed pointedly ahead, ignoring the consolations of the friends near her. She had blotchy pink patches on her pale, round cheeks, and her eyes were red-rimmed. She said nothing mean when I walked past. No smug jokes. No mocking glares. Lissa had destroyed her, just as Mia had vowed to do us. The only person more miserable than Mia was Christian. Unlike her, he had no qualms about studying the happy couple while wearing an open look of hatred on his face. As usual, no one except me even noticed.
After watching Lissa and Aaron make out for the tenth time, I left lunch early and went to see Ms. Carmack, the teacher who taught elemental basics. I'd been wanting to ask her something for a while. "Rose, right?" She seemed surprised to see me but not angry or annoyed like half the other teachers did lately. "Yeah. I have a question about, um, magic.” She raised an eyebrow. Novices didn't take magic classes. "Sure. What do you want to know?” "I was listening to the priest talk about St. Vladimir the other day…Do you know what element he specialized in? Vladimir, I mean. Not the priest.” She frowned. "Odd. As famous as he is around here, I'm surprised it never comes up. I'm no expert, but in all the stories I've heard, he never did anything that I'd say connects to any one of the elements. Either that or no one ever recorded it.” "What about his healings?" I pushed further. "Is there an element that lets you perform those?” "No, not that I know of." Her lips quirked into a small smile. "People of faith would say he healed through the power of God, not any sort of elemental magic. After all, one thing the stories are certain about is that he was 'full of spirit.'“ "Is it possible he didn't specialize?” Her smile faded. "Rose, is this really about St. Vladimir? Or is it about Lissa?” "Not exactly…" I stammered. "I know it's hard on her—especially in front of all her classmates—but she has to be patient," she explained gently. "It will happen. It always happens.” "But sometimes it doesn't.” "Rarely. But I don't think she'll be one of those. She's got a higher-than-average aptitude in all four, even if she hasn't hit specialized levels. One of them will shoot up any day now.”
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After watching Lissa and Aaron make out for the tenth time, I left lunch early and went to see<br />
Ms. Carmack, the teacher who taught elemental basics. I'd been wanting to ask her something<br />
for a while.<br />
"Rose, right?" She seemed surprised to see me but not angry or annoyed like half the other<br />
teachers did lately.<br />
"Yeah. I have a question about, um, magic.”<br />
She raised an eyebrow. Novices didn't take magic classes. "Sure. What do you want to know?”<br />
"I was listening to the priest talk about St. Vladimir the other day…Do you know what element<br />
he specialized in? Vladimir, I mean. Not the priest.”<br />
She frowned. "Odd. As famous as he is around here, I'm surprised it never comes up. I'm no<br />
expert, but in all the stories I've heard, he never did anything that I'd say connects to any one of<br />
the elements. Either that or no one ever recorded it.”<br />
"What about his healings?" I pushed further. "Is there an element that lets you perform those?”<br />
"No, not that I know of." Her lips quirked into a small smile. "People of faith would say he<br />
healed through the power of God, not any sort of elemental magic. After all, one thing the<br />
stories are certain about is that he was 'full of spirit.'“<br />
"Is it possible he didn't specialize?”<br />
Her smile faded. "Rose, is this really about St. Vladimir? Or is it about Lissa?”<br />
"Not exactly…" I stammered.<br />
"I know it's hard on her—especially in front of all her classmates—but she has to be patient,"<br />
she explained gently. "It will happen. It always happens.”<br />
"But sometimes it doesn't.”<br />
"Rarely. But I don't think she'll be one of those. She's got a higher-than-average aptitude in all<br />
four, even if she hasn't hit specialized levels. One of them will shoot up any day now.”
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