“Jackass, jackass on the wall, where's the info on Hex Hall?”

“Being trapped thus is incredibly frustrating for me, andoccasionally I take it out on others. Again, I apologize. Now,if you’d like, I can help you with what you’re seeking.”Knowing I’d probably regret it, I crossed the room andyanked the canvas off the mirror. As before, he was sittingon the table, smirking at me.“Jackass, jackass on the wall, where’s the info on HexHall?”

“So the Casnoffs are at Hex Hall. Probably with however many demons they've managed to create. What are they doing there? Throwing a hellacious slumber party?”

“At least one thing at Hex Hall hasn’t changed,” Jenna said.“Yeah, apparently the Vandy’s powers of bitchery are a constant. I find that comforting.”

“Irish girls, red hair,' I replied, remembering a picture of them from Mrs. Casnoff's 'People Who Want to Kill Us All' lecture at Hex Hall last year.”

“It has also been Lara's idea that I go as Hecate, as a nod to the school. I thought that was kind of crappy-it made me feel like I was Hex Hall's mascot or something-but Dad liked it, and since he was the one footing the bill for this whole thing, Hecate it was.”

“How is it that you can go from decent human being to complete jackass in zero-point-two seconds? Did they teach you that in The Eye?"He stopped, and his eyes glided over my lips."Actually, I'm just trying to see if I can make you mad enough to kiss me again.”