Flora. An innocent nineteen year old, who has incredible abilities, but doesn't know why.
Alexander. A ruthless, power hungry vampire, who's been searching for centuries for a witch powerful enough to complete a certain spell for him.
What happens...
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A few weeks later...
Floras POV: After that day with Alex, I've been feeling very strange towards him.
He hasn't tried anything again, which kinda disappointed me, but he's been a lot nicer... probably because he's been avoiding me.
"Flora, I can tell that you're not actually reading that." Agatha said from across the table, making me look up from the book that I was pretending to read.
How does she know!
"Yes, I am!" I protested but she just narrowed her eyes at me.
"I don't like liars Flora..."
I huffed then crossed my arms as I sunk back into my seat.
"Okay- fine, I wasn't... it's so boring Agatha, I wanna do something cool!" I explained to her and she just rolled her eyes.
"You baby witches are so annoying... you all want the results, but don't want to put in the effort." she muttered to herself with a sigh as I looked back to her. "It took me years to master my magic Flora, and I was a lot younger than you."
I furrowed my brows at her words, my cheeks flushing red in embarrassment.
It's not my fault... it's not like I knew I was a witch or anything...
"I'm not trying to scold you Flora, I'm trying to help you, you understand?"
I nodded then went to answer her before I interrupted myself with a sneeze.
But suddenly the book in front of me burst into flames, making me gasp as jumped out of my chair and away from it.
Oh no!
"I-I didn't mean to do that- I swear!" I rushed out as I watched her put out the flames with a flick of her wrist.
She then sighed as she looked at the slightly burned book then back at me.
"You see what just happened? That's because you have more power than you know what to do with! Right now, you have the most versatile and powerful magic I have ever seen in a witch, and I've been alive for three hundred years. You can't even handle it all yet, and I'm pretty sure you still haven't reached your potential." She sighed again then walked over to me, holding onto my shoulder as she looked down at me. "That's why it's important for you to do this boring stuff, okay?"
I nodded as I looked at the smoke floating from the blackened book.
That was scary... what if I accidentally set myself on fire next time? Or Agatha?
The thought made me feel even more upset along with her scolding me as I looked back up at Agatha.
I don't like being told off...
"I-I'm really sorry... I don't know how to control it..." I whimpered as my eyes started to fill with tears.
