Elena was on the floor, sitting criss cross with the white oak stake in front of her. Eye’s closed with full concentration, she began the spell. “Aptare volo enim grande est mihi. Parvum hoc opus est, nam tunc non potest, utor.” She swirled her hands over the stake, not noticing it began to vibrate. “Aptare volo enim grande est mihi. Parvum hoc opus est, nam tunc non potest, utor.” The candles flames rose to the ceiling. “Aptare volo enim grande est mihi. Parvum hoc opus est, nam tunc non potest, utor!” El flicked her wrist down forcefully, making everything go silent.
The seconds that ticked by felt like hours to the doppelganger before she opened one eye to see if it worked. Her other eye snapped open when she saw that the stake that used to be the size of her arm, was now a tiny bit smaller than her pinky. “I did it.” She whispered to herself. “I did it!” Jumping up. “Oh, my god! I did it!”
Elena then leaned down to pick up the white oak, examining it. Not believing that after so many weeks of exploding pillows and random things getting set on fire (way, way, way to many things), she finally completed her shrinking spell.
Going to her desk where she kept her grimoire that Tessa gave her, El began flipping through the pages of previous spells. Finally stopping on one page that said “To Whom It Belongs.” She read over the spell, making sure she could understand and pronounce the greek lettering.
Even though it wasn’t going to be as big of a spell she just did, Elena knew she needed to be careful. Since she used up alot of her magical energy doing the shrinking spell. With the wooden stake in her left palm, she began chanting. “Η καρδιά μου είναι καρδιά. Κανείς δεν θα το αγγίξει που δεν είναι εγώ. Η χρήση του είναι μόνο για τα χέρια μου.”
When the spell was completed, the shrunken stake glowed a soft turquoise color before areganting back to its normal state. Elena just blinked at it. “That’s it? Well, I hoped it worked.” She then pulled out the items to make a necklace that she got from the local craft store.
After a few minutes of struggling with a few curse words thrown into the mix, the white oak stake necklace was complete. Holding it up by the chain, inspecting it with a smile, before clasping it around her own neck.
Knowing she wasn’t going to get anything else down before the comet. She grabbed her backpack and opened her door to see Jenna running around. “You good?”
Jenna jumped in surprise. “Elena! Jesus, you scared me.” El just shrugged her shoulders with a smirk as her aunt kept talking. “Okay, question. Do I look like an adult? As in respectable parental?”
El leaned against her doorway. “For the parent-teacher conference right?”
Jenna nodded before pulling her hair up. “Hair up or down?”
“I think down.” El told her as Dasher walked to them. “What’d you think Dasher, up or down?”
Down! More Jenna.
She held in a snort. “He says down. Suits you more.” More EL gave Jenna a playful wink. Causing Jenna to laugh.
“You and that dog.” Combing her hair with her fingers to make it look less messy. “It’s like you can read each other's mind.”
The dog and witch locked eyes, with an amused look. “Yeah, something like that.” The oldest Gibert girl then changed the subject. “Where’s Jer? Haven’t seen him all morning.”
“He left early.” Jenna retold her what she heard. “Something about getting to Wood Shop early to finish a birdhouse.” Pausing to see the look on her niece’s face “There is no wood shop, is there?”
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Glitch in the Reflection
Fanfiction-Reflection- •Noun• 》A thing that is a consequence of or arises from something else -Glitch- •Verb• 》Suffer a sudden malfunction or irregarity ---------- Jamie just graduated highschool and was looking for an adventure of a life time. Although, she...
