Then I slide myself backwards through the window, legs first. It‘s a tight squeeze, and I start to fall , catching myself at the last second. But I‘m in. ―Graceful,‖ Raine says sarcastically y. ―Shut up,‖ I say, brushing myself off. I‘m careful not to make eye contact with her, just in case she gets any crazy ideas about trying to put a spell on me. ―You can stop avoiding me,‖ she says, ―I don‘t have my necklace.‖ I glance quickly at her neck. She‘s not wearing her butterfly necklace. Since I have mine, it means that technical y, I should be more powerful than she is. It makes me relax, but only a little. Raine is crafty, and she knows a lot more about this world and its rules than I do. Which means that just because she doesn‘t have her necklace, it doesn‘t mean I can trust her, or that she doesn‘t have the ability to hurt me. Still . I don‘t want her to think I‘m afraid of her, so I force myself to look at her for the briefest of moments. Her long blonde hair hands limp and loose around her face.
