Chapter 24 - Bold

• “Oh, come on, I seriously doubt that I’m even Nic’s type,” I murmur, pulling off my gloves before reaching up and tugging at my crown, lifting it free of my hair and moving to my vanity to set it down.
• I reach up to start pulling out some pins that are sticking into my scalp when suddenly I gasp, icy cold rushing through me as blue flashes across my vision.
• “That was so awesome, June!” Anton shouts, and I jump to the side, laughing when I realize that he just tried to tackle me, or wrap me in a hug, or something. He comes skittering to a stop on my other side, grinning wildly at me and coming back for more.