My junior year had been pretty wild for me jumping from one guy to another, having a sex tape leaked out, having to go through my parents divorce and ...y dads re-marriage.. The summer holidays had been nice and free of drama. This year, I had decided to settle down, focus on my studies a little more and let go of my wild ways but it seemed like my friends expected me to be the same old wild Rachel ready to fuck just about anyone. Classes were as usual that day Mr Marcus, our History teacher, was. As they got to the top of the stairs James met them and greeted them like long lost friends, Frankie felt completely at ease already as he guided them both to the makeup room enthusiastically introducing them both to the team.Katy and Hannah introduced themselves as they asked Frankie and Adam to sit in the respective chairs, Adam protested saying he didn’t need makeup, but Katy insisted saying it was only to cover up any blemishes and shadows that could affect the quality of filming. Frankie. You will have the transforming power of both. With your name, I give you mine.” The old woman took her knife from its position on the east side of the table and asked for Rebecca’s hand. She pricked a tiny spot in the left palm and then did the same to her own. She grasped Rebecca’s hand in her own so the two drops of blood would mingle.“I am Hebe. Your blood now runs in my veins, my blood in yours, Sadb. We will always be bound. Let all that passes between us be sealed in our hearts in trust. When Jake Edwards had showed up, everything made sense. Greg could tell just by the man’s possessive demeanor that he was Amy’s boyfriend, and had backed off politely. Each had their own lives, cool. Except that he could also tell, just by looking at that unprovoked and slightly pissed off expression on the man’s face, this was going to be one of the biggest assholes he’d ever had the displeasure of meeting. You have my sympathy, Amy, he reflected sourly. Maybe the guy could see the pity on.