You're in a void of darkness until you hear a voice, leading you into reality. You don't remember where you are, who you are, or why you're here. The voice shows to belong to a beautiful blonde woman, who you later find out is the supreme. She offer...
A/N: So i draw. And i made a quick sketch of Sandy gay panicking while thinking of Cordelia. Lol just wanted to share this with you guys
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WHAT?! "EXCUSE ME WHAT?! How the FUCK is that even possible?!" You yelled as you grabbed your head with both your hands. Get out of my mind you freak! Cordelia raised her brows when she heard you curse, because usually you didn't do it. "It's called Memory manipulation. It's a spell that can erase one's memories or add non-existant memories. It's a variation of concilium," she explained. "Now the question is... Who would do such a thing? It can't be my girls. And who would erase your whole memory? It's usually only events people remove." While she pondered to herself and paced around you went to a corner and sat down, bringing your knees up so you could rest your chin. You wrapped your arms around your legs and sighed. Someone is controlling my mind, my memories. Why? Why would someone want to ruin my life like this? Or was someone helping me? Maybe i had a terrible terrible life before, and they're helping me to not remember? Maybe my parents did this. Since magic is inheritable, my parents or grandparents could have done this. But i can't even remember who they were, or are. You tried remembering again, but as usual, nothing. Altough you could feel pressure from the back of your head. If you hadn't been given the potion, it would probably hurt again.
Cordelia stopped in her tracks and glanced at the ticking clock on the wall. "It's 2 pm. Come on, let's go and eat dinner," she said. You followed her out of the greenhouse into the dining room. Everyone was already eating and stole a quick glance at Cordelia and you. You smiled nervously. Cordelia went to her chair and sat down next to Zoe and... And who was that? Next to Cordelia sat an older woman with red and super frizzy hair. She looked rather unusual, but you already admired her owning this look. Cordelia exchanged greetings with Zoe and the redhead. The redhead must've noticed your staring. "See what you like, dear? Or is there something in my hair?" "Oh sorry- I didn't mean to-" You stumbled on your words as you walked to your chair. "It's okay. Sandy, this is Myrtle Snow. She just came back from a trip in Paris." "Oh yes and it was so lovely there, Delia! You should have come, really. You deserve a holiday," Myrtle spoke. She was talking with that old-timey accent, but also much smoother. "Oh i was actually just taking a holiday. I went shopping with Sandy," Cordelia explained and smiled. "That's not a holiday." The supreme only laughed and ate her already served food on the plate.
"Shopping date with the supreme already? Sandy you're bold." You whipped your head to the side and realized it was Cass talking. "It wasn't a date. I just needed more clothes," you hissed as you felt your cheeks redden. Cass, of course, noticed your blushing and chuckled before eating. Today's dinner was Spaghetti Carbonara. You took a bite from your own food and damn it was good. If you were eating alone you would have moaned on the spot, but considering there were other witches eating you pulled yourself together. "Mmm! This is so good," you said. "Ugh i know right? Zoe made it with Queenie," Avril responded.
When everyone finished their meals they went separate ways. The other witches were attending to lessons while you helped Cordelia and Myrtle to clean the dishes. You were mostly quiet since you didn't want to interrupt their conversation. And when you're quiet your mind also flood you with thoughts. You're scrubbing a plate in the sink while you're thinking. So i might be a witch. That's good news, i think. But if the dream is true then that must mean i might remember things when i'm asleep. Or maybe it's when the witch who casted the spell sleeps. Maybe i should try to pull an all-nighter to see if my theory's true. But what if the spell caster is one of my parents? Or maybe my parents merged their magic together. That could explain why they managed to erase my whole memory. According to Delia- Oh i mean miss Cordelia. Gosh i can't call her by Myrtle's nicknames. It would be awkward, and besides she never told me i could call her Delia. Sandy you're way too self-centered. Here you think you can go around and call the supreme herself by nicknames?? You really think you're so special just because she went shopping with you. But guess what, Sandy! You're not. Cordelia is just being friendly, and trying to make you feel welcome in this academy. Instead you thank her with daydreaming inappropriate things about her?!
"Sandy!" You jumped at the sudden voice. Oh, it was Cordelia. God this was getting embarrassing. "Sorry, what did you say?" "Are you okay? It looks like you're trying to break the plate," she said with a sympathetic look. Confused, you glanced down to your wet hands. Your knuckles were white as you pressed the sponge on the already clean plate. Shit. "Oh, sorry. I got lost in my thoughts again," you murmured as you let go of the sponge and plate, making the plate sink in the water while the sponge floated. "You really think a lot. Maybe you should write your thoughts down on a diary?" You gave her a nod. Seems reasonable, you thought. "Go rest for today," the supreme told you, patting your back reassuringly. You nodded again and exited the kitchen.
