the Fire Witch professor said as she magically lit all of the yellow candles in the room, “we all have them, and that is what binds us together in a sisterhood.” I raised my eyebrows and smirked. The Mixbreed, Demon, and Troll students had been asked to sit on their rugs on the right side of the room. The rest of the Purebloods sat on the far left. So much for a sisterhood. Professor Frei sat down on the gold rug in front and crossed her legs until they were under her thighs. Usually her carrot-orange hair spread out in a wild, curly heap on top of her head. Today, she’d slicked it all back into a tight bun. Her eyes had a bronze hue in the candlelit room as she gazed at the rest of the students and me, giving us each a nod and smile. “Remember, this is not a competition.” She sliced the air in front of her with her tattoo-covered hands. “We all must take our own journey using Dr. Xandon’s principals of vaginal meditation. Let’s begin a warm-up meditative silence.” Everyone, except me, closed their eyes.
