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Classes at Estercrest College were about to end for the summer; it was the middle of June, and everyone could not wait to go home for the summer break. We had taken our final exams and were completely drained – both mentally and physically. I couldn’t wait for the bell to sound and for college to end for the summer break. My best friends Sarah Thompson and Daisy Miller and I were going to have fun getting wasted on the weekends and hanging out and making out with our boyfriends inside Shade Crypts. I especially anticipated having sleepovers at each other’s homes; we always had so much fun, especially when we stole into our parents’ drinks on the bar.

“Andrea Levern, are you finished taking your final exam?” Mrs. Woods interrupted me out of my deep daydreaming. It was somewhat embarrassing. I believed she loved to do that to all of us just to see us sweat. “You’ve been staring at your work for some time now. You know the answer is not going to appear out of thin air onto your answer sheet; you’ll have to write it down, Drea.”

Mrs. Woods chuckled, and I hated it when she did that. I felt stupid and I grudged her saying my name partially, as if she and I were the best of friends. Mrs. Woods is the business administrator teacher, and it’s what I major in. I came to her class three times – business office, calculus, and business math.

“Oh, uhm, Mrs. Woods,” I fumbled with my words before I answered. I was sort of caught off guard. “I’ve been done for thirty minutes. I-I was thinking about my parents again and how much I miss them. I’m sorry,” I responded, hoping that everyone in class would take pity on me, including Mrs. Woods. I had gone on like this for nearly two years of college.

“Say no more, Andrea. We understand. So far this year, you’ve been one of my best students in this class, and I’m sure that your parents would have been proud of you if they were alive.” Mrs. Woods had not only taken pity on me, but she’d praised my work also, and this could only mean one thing: I had passed her class!

None of us knew what our final test scores were until the second week of August. We would receive the results one week before we returned to Estercrest College. The bell sound softly; heads looked up briefly, and students hurried to fill in their last answers in the bubbles on their test sheets.

“Class, place your test sheets on my desk on your way out, and have a fun and safe summer break. See you back in August!” Mrs. Woods raised her voice so she could be heard over the students clearing out of her classroom. We were so happy to finally be leaving Estercrest College for the summer break.

Mrs. Laura Woods is a drop dead gorgeous redhead with a wealthy housewife appearance and a firm aunt or sister personality. Some of the students in her class hated her, and others respected her as a teacher… I was one of those students who respected her.

Lauryn Anansi hadn’t bothered any of us in Baron’s HOLLOWPOINT for ten years, thanks to an old gypsy mother. JEZEBELLA Antonucci is the oldest of the Latin witches, and she’s by far the strongest gypsy witch. JEZEBELLA’S power is strong. She perfected white magic and she bound Lauryn Anansi and the other spiders with it, and when JEZEBELLA Antonucci died of old age – she was two hundred years old. The spell that held the Argent spiders bound was broken when she died, and Lauryn Anansi and the other spiders were freed.