Witches Get Stitches
rk, medieval, ancient, and what do you know, everything is exactly how I imagined it. Watching Harry
y difference is that in Hogwarts it's more magical but here it
wers that can make this place explode, can they? Can any of us make this whole school go boom!? Or is the school magically protected? I will like
hat want all witches dead are ou
er moment because she looks excited to be showing me
and ask ques
tures at the students that are probably heading to class. The
azer on some a sweat
s topic of gossip. This has been my life since I started middle school around the time my mom di
how you should be the classrooms. You don'
he shows me the class for potion making, the teacher is a young woman with long red hair,
brown shoes. Her long red hair is
ing a cake, but not just any cake. Are any
e class
rland have to do with pot
a growth potion but she's going to be using cake becaus
she always read me bedtime stories so I would fall asleep. My favorite has always been Alice
d a queen yelling "Off with your head!" Every chance she got. I'm
tall old man with grey hair conducting the musicians. They're singing their version of that song from a sou
," Kelly says moving her bo
ops dancing immediately then loo
, we're witches, no
cour
he eras tour and the Renaissance to
ll are th
. "Rich in magic." She winks and then moves forward
gic to get the tickets
swers like the
cheating."
Swifties and Beehives at
to go sing along to shake
tickets to see
at her
t tickets to
I laugh, sile
irl. I like th
he sings with such passion and power it's just- it's just-" She's trying to look for the words to d
." We both giggle and we
missed so much so I have a lot to learn. I'm going to learn magic, I'm going
math, damn it. You can neve
is so big, this place is quite fanc
mming area, and the basketball court, she showed
e he's about to do something that will anger not just the teachers but the princ
ly on the
follows my gaze an
but I don't listen to her so. . . " She winks at me then turns her head to l
lips I'd want to kiss, but I'm not here to look at boys I'm here to l
so
r my throat. "Is
're just friends. Besi
ype? Is this girl crazy? Well, she did try to attack
have a gi
te ever, he's this mysterious cool
time, I hang around with mysterious people who
my hand with her elbow and she smile
re still showing me around," I remind her
I stop walking, then I turn around. She st
ahead and I follow feelin
to the right is occupied by someone who loves girly things, pink bed sheets, a golden-colored carpet, pink bunny flip-flop
sked her life to save me and I feel much more comfortable w
a green duvet, and there's a box on top. I tilt my
l smiles a lot, the amount of muscles you have to stretch to smile i
ssed together as she sways like a child w
I see all my things in this box. My clothes, my headph
I thought I set tha
reamland. I told my
t like it's not part of my normal. Kelly nods her he
glassy, I don't want to cry, my first foster parents told me crying is for the weak and I spent a part of my life believing it. I shouldn't have, since crying is an
ns the brown wardrobe and she brings out what seems to
me? How-
ut she's your roommate and I hope you guys get along well. I hope." I furrow my eyebrows when
going to put on my uniform as well and I'm going for my class. Don
ause I'
le then she walks out the door. I look at the
ute but this place might probably be bett