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the words died in my mouth. His eye diamonds looked three feet tall.
    “I can see yours and you can see mine,” he said softly to me.
    “What did you just say to her?” Miss Ridgeway cried at Sean.
    “I told Darcy that we need to leave.”
    Sean knew my secret and could lay it bare. In the distance I could heard the teacher talking, her voice a background hum like so many bumblebees. I thought of how Jonathan lost his mind and his life and how it seemed I might be next. Martin Leonard had found a diabolical way of getting me back for what happened at the movies and he was using Sean Banks to do it.
    “Darcy! Darcy Hinson. Are you alive in there?” Miss Ridgeway was barking, her voice sharp with annoyance. “Get out and take your new friend, Sean Banks, with you.”
    “I’m not going anywhere with him,” I shouted. Clearly Sean Banks was setting me up. But how had Martin known about the diamonds in my eyes? And had I really just raised my voice to a teacher?
    “Darcy,” Sean cried. “You heard her. Let’s go.”
    Miss Ridgeway’s face turned an alarming shade of red as she stared me down. “You don’t know when to quit, do you?”
    “He’s not normal!” I shouted as I pointed at Sean.
    “Look who’s talking,” another student said in a stage whisper, causing a good part of the class to snicker.
    The laughter only infuriated Miss Ridgeway more. She picked up the phone again and clutched it like a weapon. “Do I have to call security and have you removed?”
    I looked across the faces of the students. Most wore smiles so wide they threatened to split their faces. Others looked embarrassed, and a few seemed scared. Gail and Parisa stared in open-mouthed shock. Cosette’s chin was quivering as if she were about to cry. One boy had slipped his cell phone from his backpack and was preparing to record us.
    “Give me that phone,” Miss Ridgeway shouted at him.
    “Darcy, let’s go,” Sean said, his voice low like a growl. “Don’t embarrass us anymore.”
    Sean picked up my backpack and his own. I yanked mine from his hands. My throat was so full of words I wanted to scream that they threatened to cut off my air. Sean opened the classroom door and waited for me, his eyes hard with warning. Not moving, I stared at him. Slender and tall, Sean seemed to take up a lot of room in the doorway. His hair was dark, thick, and wavy. His hot summer sky blue eyes framed the gold diamonds. He wore jeans, lovingly faded, and a rock band tee shirt. A square black diamond stud twinkled in one ear. He was tall, almost a foot taller than I. I squared my shoulders, pulled the tatters of my dignity around me, and walked past him into the hallway.
    “Could you have been more obvious?” Sean asked once the classroom door shut behind us. “What’s the matter with you?”
    “That would depend upon who you asked,” I cried, insulted by this stranger asking a question that was one of Riley’s favorites.
    Sean pointed to his black diamond stud. “My earring was burning me too, but you didn’t hear me screeching like I had shut my finger in a door.” Sean’s eyes ran up and down my body. “Which House are you from?”
    “Which house?”
    “Yes, your House. What did your shaman tell you?”
    “My shaman?”
    “Really? So you’re going to play stupid like I don’t know what you are? I can see the diamonds in your eyes as plainly as you can see mine.” Sean looked both ways up and down the hallway. “Right now I’m praying that you’re not the one I’ve been warned about.”
    “Warned?” I snapped, my temper flaring. At this moment Sean couldn’t have picked a worse word to use. “As if I don’t know that you’re one of Martin’s minions trying to make a fool out of me? That was a pretty cute trick getting my jewelry to burn me.”
    “Martin? Martin Leonard? You’re the girl who drugged him?”
    “I didn’t drug anybody, you idiot,” I said in a low growl. “I can see that you’re trying to get me