The Price of Power (The Price of Secrets Series Book 2) by Ashley Drake

telling her to have at it.”
        “What about you Daniel?” Phoebe has never been so interested in our plans. She is totally up to something.
        “Since Hannah is gonna be busy with Megan, I put my name down to help out at the animal shelter for tomorrow night.”
        “Well crap. I was hoping someone would be free to hang out with.” Phebs sighed.
        Chase spoke up. “I don’t have any plans. Do you want to catch a movie or something?”
        Phoebe acted a little shocked. Emphasis on acted. “Okay, sure. I will even let you pick out the movie.”
        I knew it! I was impressed, she played that perfectly. I cut my eyes over to Jaycee, who was already looking at me with a smug little smile on her face.
     
        Dear Diary,  We had a blast tonight! It felt like we were normal teenagers just hanging out and having a good time. No shadow demons or living impaireds. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen a living impaired in awhile (I’m not complaining). Just me, my boyfriend and our friends. I think Chase and Phebs are going on a date tomorrow night! I’m so happy for her. She has done so well getting over the whole Brad incident on her own. So, I know Chase wouldn’t be a rebound for her. They looked so cute Christmas shopping together. Speaking of Christmas shopping, I now only have Jaycee’s and Daniel’s left to get. Yay me! Ummm, what else? Oh, I was able to convince Jaycee to hold off on telling Mike that she is a witch. But for how long, I don’t know. They are in such a good place right now, I would hate for that to change. I almost forgot, I have to tell about Jaycee trying out a spell, right there in the middle of the mall! Well, right in the middle of a store in the mall. And it kinda backfired on her. We were looking for this sweater for Kayla and…

Chapter 5
     
        “Any other school day would have went by slow, but no, not today. I still can’t believe that I got paired up with Megan for a stupid English project. Mrs. Bumgarner could have drawn Daniel’s, Jaycee’s, or heck, anyone else’s name. And who even cares what Edgar Allan Poe was trying to convey, or whatever, in his writing? Hey, I know! I could just find him, take him in for show and tell, and ask him. That would get me a one way pass to crazyville. But then again, I wouldn’t be wasting a Friday night with Megan, at her home no less!”
        I complained to myself while searching Spruce Street for Megan’s house. I was already running late. I had told her I would come over after school, and technically I am. I just made a detour in the school parking lot talking to Daniel and some friends, and then to get gas even though I still had over half a tank, and the drug store to see if there was any new makeup I might need.
        After finding the address Megan had wrote down for me, I turned my little Volkswagen bug into the long driveway. I put my car into park and two thoughts popped into my head. One, this is not where I pictured Megan to live. I guess I expected to find her living in the sewer tunnels, or under a rock, or in a cave where she slept upside down. Anything but in this older, white, farm style house.
        The second thought I had was that there’s something off about this place and that I’m being watched. The hairs on my arms and the back of my neck had already started to stand on ends. There was also a faint ringing in my ears, which I’m use to but this time it felt more like runaway warning bells.
        Before I had the chance to change my mind and put my car in reverse, Megan opened the front door. It was kinda weird seeing her outside of her element. Maybe it was because she had already changed clothes and she was wearing sweats and a t-shirt. For a moment she looked like the Megan I use to know and liked. I reluctantly got out of my car.
        “You’re late.” She crossed her arms across her mere five foot frame trying to look intimidating. Ok, the