Teenage witchery is uncommon, most people don't know it exists. Everyone has a bit of it, some more powerful, way more powerful. It can range from luck to weather control to moving thing with your mind. I was a more powerful witch.. And that nearly ruined my birthday.
Last Year
I paced around my room too much, In my head I counted; Balloons, cake, invites, banners, decor, a date...
A date, that's what I was missing. It was my 15th birthday, with no date? That won't happen. It makes me so mad. Maria didn't remind me I needed a damn date and its last minu- a lightning bolt shot to my lamp . I can't loose my temper like that at the party or I'll be exposed and my mom would force me to go to 'McWellington's Teen Witchary Academy'. I shuddered. McWellington, the snootiest person on earth. I wanted to zap her head right off.
Blink. My phone reminded me 10 minutes until the party. Let me list; hair done, makeup done, dress done, shoes.... Damn! Let me get them.
Once I was downstairs with my shoes, I strapped them on, I couldn't ask a guy at last minute for a date, too hard.
At this point I didn't know how wrong it was going to be....
I opened my door for the party. 100, 200, 300 kids? Wow, word spreads. Then the devil herself walked in.
Amora Thorn, the queen bee of my school, brainwashed herself and the school. Wearing what? The same outfit as me. Same hair, shoes, dress but hers with a designer handbag. This was bad, why?
1. I'm gonna be hated for wearing the same thing as Amora
2. She's a shapeshifter... As in... MAGIC?
As soon as she arrived, dragged me down to the kitchen by my wrist and stared at me intently. Her eyes.. Changed. They now looked like mine.. She also made her skin lighter, like MINE!
Her hair colour changed to mine. She looked just like me. Like we were twins.. Then, ran out into the party, I followed after her.. Right into the view of everyone, all 300 of them.
Everyone turned to us, we looked exactly the same. Two sets of cold white eyes. Two skins, the same. Two hairs, the same. Everyone was confused.
I could prove who was real, but it would sacrifice something way bigger then this secret...
it would cost my life
ns 172.70.127.129da2
and then Add to home screen.