First Year
First YearFour hours into day one of guardian training, and Gemma Alcourt had made a grand total of zero friends. Not exactly encouraging for someone who’d planned to be far more popular at the Guild than she’d been in junior school. There, most of the faerie children had teased her for being a halfling—which she wasn’t; black and brown were two completely different colors and her hair consisted of both, so she was all faerie, thank you very much—but Gemma was certain her classmates at the Guild wouldn’t bother with childish taunts like that. She would impress her peers with her knowledge of the Creepy Hollow Guild, and she’d wind up popular in no time.
bothallSadly, things hadn’t gone down that way. No one cared that she’d been inside the Guild dozens of times before, that sh
