Supernatural Academy by Jaymin Eve EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Jaymin Eve
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal & Urban Fantasy
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Somewhere close by, a loud, raucous countdown was on, cheers
echoing as the New Year was rung in. There was no laughter or
friendship in the dirty truck stop bathroom as I stared into the
cracked and marked mirror, washing out the last of the hair color.
I had very few rituals in my life. I didn’t have enough stability for ritual,
but there was one thing I had been doing for the past five of my twenty-two
years. Every New Year’s Eve—my birthday—I changed my hair color. It
was my way of saying “fuck you” to the last sucktastic 365 days. I would
not be defined by my circumstances. Each new color was a new beginning,
a new age … a new chance at getting it right.
And this year, for the first time, I didn’t stick with the darker tones.
This was going to be my year. The year of pink.
After I was done drying it under the shitty old hand dryer, I started
sweeping all the boxes, peroxide, and color tubes, into a nearby trash can.
My new color caught my eye under the low lights, and I had to smile. It’d
turned out better than I’d expected, a shimmery pastel pink. Luckily, the
one skill my mother had left me with was the ability to work magic in the
art of hair transformations. She had been a beautician and hairdresser before
she got sucked into the darkness of drugs, alcohol, and men who were no
good for her.
The year she died was the first year I turned my silvery-blond locks into
an orange mess of waves. Felt like something she would approve of. I’d
been on my own since then, moving towns and changing hair every twelve
months—was probably lucky I still had hair left, but somehow it continued
to be long and thick and healthy. I was hair blessed.
Life blessed? Not so much.
It was time again to jump on the first bus out of here and start my new
life. I probably could have stopped running by now—no one was looking
for me anymore—but maybe part of me was still searching for the illusion
of home that everyone else had.
This year it was going to be better. This year there would be light,
because I’d had my damned share of darkness. I was so fucking done.
“Pink wouldn’t have been my first choice, but I have to say you do wear
it well.”
I spun around, searching for the person that voice belonged to.
I’d been alone in the bathroom. I had shut and locked the door, due to
the shitty area of Detroit I was currently in. Whoever was there stood just
outside of the small circle of light. I had pretty amazing night vision when I
forced myself to focus, but sometimes tapping into my unexplained abilities
caused me problems, so I just reached for my bag and the switchblade
inside.
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