a notebook shape and not the small leather book she had seen it
in before. Jared must have changed its shape while it was in the
backpack on purpose, then handed it to her. She didn’t even know
that was possible, but then she realized again—stupidly—how closely
they were connected.
She flipped open the notebook and perused
through all of its prisoners, because that was what the book was, a
jail of sorts. But the oddest of all was how this all started.
Mina’s ancestors, Joseph and Wilhelm Grimm, had found a way over to
the Fae plane and demanded that the gates between the worlds be
closed. The Fae agreed, but only if the brothers could complete a
list of quests, which would be logged into a powerful book that
resided in the Fae world. Unfortunately, the Grimm Brothers had
been tricked by the Fae. There wasn’t an end to the quests, because
if one Grimm failed, the responsibility passed on to the next son.
And the challenges started all over again. Mina had figured out
that it had nothing to do with the quests and everything to do with
being manipulated by the Story. The Story wanted the Grimms to trap
the uncontrollable power-hungry Fae that lived on the human plane
for them.
But somewhere along the line, a witch or
powerful Fae split the Fae book in two and ensnared the royal
brothers Teague and Jared as servants to these books, one on the
human plane to help the Grimms, while the other resided on the Fae
plane. Mina had yet to find out what it was that the brothers had
done to deserve their fate, but Jared refused to talk about it. He
would only say that he had been banished from his home and must
live as a servant to the Grimms. That was how Mina figured out that
Teague was also bound somehow as well.
She fingered the pages and traced the faint
outlines of the pictures drawn on the paper. There was a lifelike
drawing of Claire and Grey Tail, the Chicago Bears football
players, and others. Her hand started to shake when she saw the
scared faces of the innocents trapped within as well. For a Reaper,
a killer that hunts down Grimms, had gotten ahold of the Grimoire
and was using it to trap innocent Fae within its pages. There was
her teacher Mrs. Porter, a UPS worker, a young girl. Quickly, she
flipped the pages and saw Diedre and the Reaper locked in a death
grip frozen on the page. She turned one more page, and her heart
felt like it was being ripped out. The picture was of Brody kissing
Nan, and in the background was the hospital on fire. It was a Snow
White and Sleeping Beauty tale wrapped into one, complete with
fiery dragon and glass hospital.
She couldn’t tear her gaze away from the
picture. Why would Jared give this to her? It was hard enough for
her to accept her responsibility at the lack of fairy-tale quests
solved over the last two months and her brother’s death in the
fire. She wasn’t sure what would happen to her if she lost her
mom.
She was about to flip the notebook closed
when a shadow fell across the page. Mina quickly covered up the
drawing with her arms and looked up into the smiling face
of—Brody.
“ Hey, Mina, looks like we
have home room together.”
Please, she thought, let that be
it for the questions . As much as she
wanted to speak to Brody, to hug him, to kiss him, to tell him she
had feelings for him, and to please explain the kiss at the end of
last year, she couldn’t. Not without falling apart like a
blubbering baby.
The teacher, Mr. Ames, began going over the
morning’s announcements, club activities, and sports tryouts. Brody
took the desk right in front of her and didn’t turn back for more
conversation. Nan never walked through the door, probably meaning
she was in a different home room, since this year they’d organized
the students by alphabet. And Taylor was at the end. Luckily for
her, she had the most laid-back class of the day with Brody, but
unluckily for her, she also sat in the seat farthest from the
door.
When the announcements were over, they had
free