When I first told Nat about my past life he freaked out.

"How long have you been able to turn pineapples into just plain apples?"

"Since I was about two, it's basic magic Nat. But seriously, you can NOT tell ANYONE. Got it?"

"Yeah, yeah I got it. Do more magic Scarlett!"

I laughed and rolled my eyes at him as I made the apple sing his favorite Beatles song.

Nat Robinson - dark brown hair, hazel eyes, nearly 6 feet tall, scattered acne, a perfect smile, and an almost perfect personality to match it- is my best friend. Well, my only friend. I've been homeschooled since I was born, you see, and I've never really interacted with other people besides my uncle before. Although, there was Charlie... But I don't like talking about him.

My name's Scarlett Wurlitzer and I'm a witch. My parents have been missing since I was a day old or so. I'm from the Other Realm, the realm of Magic. In the Other Realm there's this High Council of prestigious wizards, witches, and other magical beings who are all pretty much evil. When a new witch or wizard is born they get weighed to see how much magic is in them and how powerful they may be based on those results and how powerful their parents are. Apparently, I was measured to have a deadly amount of magic in me due to the fact that my parents were really advanced in all forms of magic. So the day after I was born they just went missing, and my Uncle Elias took me in. Normally newborns like I was are sent straight to the Mortal Realm, but my Uncle wouldn't have it. Even if he did have to perform a few illegal spells…

On my thirteenth birthday, Uncle Elias decided it'd be a cool idea for us to go to ride dragons out in the Forbidden County. We had gone out there dozens of times, all Rebel Wizards such as ourselves do. Yeah it's forbidden and the High Council has bounty hunters out there all the time, but only the stupid Rebels get caught.

October 2nd was a bad day for Uncle Elias to be stupid. We had apparently captured and ridden a tagged dragon that the High Council was watching under close observation for an experiment for the Other Realm Zoo – yes the Other Realm has a zoo. Go figure. Therefore getting Uncle Elias and I banned for 75 years to the Mortal Realm.

Uncle Elias said he'd known that day would come eventually so he had already purchased a farm house in the very small remote town of Honesdale, PA. Honesdale is so small that there is a total of one elementary school, one middle school, and one high school. Since my first day in the Mortal Realm was in October, that meant school had already started. I was in eighth grade and at the time I didn't even know what that meant. In the Other Realm everyone's homeschooled until you're fourteen. When a witch or wizard turns fourteen, they must take a test the places them into a school that'll suit their talents and strengths best. Sadly, I never made it to that point.

My first day of Mortal school was rough. I never established many social skills and I had only talked with one person my age before that day. Basically what ended up happening was that come noon I turned myself invisible and sat in a tree in the parking lot until I heard the bell ring and I knew it was time for me to walk home. When I got home and explained everything to my uncle he said I needed to socialize and if I just talked to one person and asked how their day was I'd instantly have a friend.

So when the next day came I asked this girl, Maria.

I walked into first period, sat down in the empty desk next to her and said, "Hi, I'm Scarlett. How is your day going?"

Maria looked at me like I had just used a spell to transform into a snake. She then laughed and walked away. I was crushed. Uncle Elias had been wrong. That is, until Nat came along.

I was sitting there playing with my thumbs whispering spells to make my fingernails change colors when Nat walked up to my desk. I looked up at him and he just smiled. I had only met one other teenage boy before this point and what I learned was that you should avoid them at all times. In my mind all boys wanted was to make you their girlfriend, which led to love, which led to a broken heart. And that's adult stuff I don't care to deal with.

But Nat looked at me with his big hazel eyes and that perfect smile and I couldn't help but smile back. He introduced himself and said he was new this year as well. He said he was glad another new kid finally came along because every one looked at him funny when he asked how their day was when all he was trying to do was make friends. This is the moment I knew we'd be good friends. Just friends, okay? I told you I don't deal with the sappy love stuff.

That day Nat and I became best friends. Now we're in our sophomore year, and nothing has changed.

Except maybe the fact that he now knows I'm a witch.