TITLE: Moon's Child Rising
GENRE: YA Urban Fantasy
Somewhere in the space between sleeping and waking, Selina felt her hand move a pen across paper. Then the pen stopped and fell from her grip. It clacked against the linoleum floor, the noise dispersing the remnants of her daydream. The classroom came back into focus and with it, the nightmare. She couldn’t believe this was happening, not during the very last class of her very last day of high school. Twenty pairs of eyes who normally looked right through her as if she didn’t exist were suddenly fixated upon her, waiting for her next move. The undivided attention was terrifying.
For the millionth time that year Selina squeezed her eyes shut and desperately willed something magical to happen. She visualized opening her eyes to find herself transported out of the classroom and lounging in the shade of the great oak tree growing behind the school. It didn’t work of course, it never did, but she couldn’t help but believe that the next time it just might.
Magic hadn’t solved her problem, and Selina was fresh out of any other ideas. She took a deep breath of air, gripped the sides of her desk, and let out the most forceful scream she could muster. It wasn’t the most obvious tactic to get out of the spotlight, but it had worked before.
“Detention! Right now young lady and don’t dawdle on the way,” squeaked Mrs. Riley, taking Selina by the elbow and leading her outside.
Selina looked up at her teacher, thankful to be sent away.