AN: I know, I know. Another story. But I just couldn’t resist! After I read a book about spells, plot bunnies were bouncing in my head! From that it gradually changed into this little piece of work and I just had to see what kind of reaction it would have.

I am currently working on Chapter 4 of Soulmate, and I am only finished with, like, one fourths of it. I will try to update that soon and then work on Lover. Sound good? I also have to work on Chapter 2 of Popular. Well, I got a lot to do!

Enjoy!

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Witch

Chapter 1

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I thrive to be ordinary, if not invisible. How I wish I could blend in to the crowd. And yet, I cannot. With the way I speak, and my far from normal clothes, I stand out like wood in steel.

The boys tease me because of the way I speak. It was not fault that I speak this way. My parents merely taught me how to speak properly since I was a child.

And because I was home schooled by my parents until my seventeenth birthday, I have not been able to change.

The things I have been taught by my parents were things that were not normal. Yes, I have been taught the regular subjects taught in school by my father, but my mother taught me more…much more.

She taught me of the best days to perform a ritual. She taught me of how to predict the weather. She taught me of the strongest magic materials. And she taught me of spells.

Spells of healing and spells of growth. Spells of friendship and spells of love. Spells of protection and spells of defense.

She was a witch, and so was I.

All those she taught me…and also spells of evil. And yet she told me to never use those spells of evil. She had told me to never teach it to someone else. Never ever.

I had promised that I wouldn’t. And I hoped that I never would.

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“Mariko!” I turned around to face my friend, Keiko. “Hi.” She gave me a brilliant smile, the one that boys and girls alike admire her for.

Keiko was pretty. With her straight brown hair that reached halfway down her back and kind, brown eyes, she was accepted into everybody’s group. Yet, to everyone’s confusion, she had chosen to be my friend. I am grateful of that. She is the only friend I have.

“Hello.” I said as I gave her one of my rare, genuine smiles.

“Guess what?”

“What is it?” I asked, truly curious of the answer.

“Inari asked me out today.” I felt a pain in my chest.

Inari was the most popular boy in school. But that was not the reason I liked him. He was the only boy who did not criticize me or was absolutely horrid to me.

Once, when I was rushing down the hall to get to class, I had crashed into him. I had waited for a rude comment, but he just simply asked me if I was okay and held out a hand to me. I shakily accepted it and we never talked to each other since.

Perhaps I was taken by his kindness, but ever since that day, I had liked him.

“How did you respond?” I asked, trying to keep the hurt out of my voice.

“Well, I was kinda glad. You know, I really liked him before. So I naturally said yes.” She blushed a little.

“Oh…” I could not tell that I had secretly liked him too. She just seemed so happy that I could not. Besides, how could Inari ever like me anyway? I am just a girl who was teased everyday for my clothes and the way I speak.

We walked to class silently. The hallways were bustling with conversations of the prom that was to happen almost two months from now. I will not go, for if I went I would just ruin everybody’s fun.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I tried to ease the pain in my heart by casting a soothing spell on myself. It had worked and I slowly opened my eyes.

Nobody was there.

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AN: So? How was it? Was it original? Was it good? Tell me in a review!

I know it was short, but I had almost nothing to write!

(772 words)