Sweet sixteen is when the claws come out.

New girl,” says Piper Morello now, Monday morning in the common hall with her sabre slivering the air into jagged little pieces. “Where’d you come from?”“Hell,” I say before I can stop myself.

Today, St. Andrew’s meets its new queen.

Mack, the honorable sellout. Strong--and ambitious-- and brave----but still so weak it turns my stomach.

In the mirror I’m something from a 2AM movie about Catholic Schoolgirl vampires. Revenge-black hair, short and sharp; a face that says she’ll pull you to the dark side and you’ll love every second of it.