Angie sighed for the fifth time in ten minutes. Jo's parents weren't home and she was an only child so they went to hers to study. They all had books spread out on their laps. Angie hadn't found anything on witches yet or whatever they were. She kept seeing things about vampires, werewolves and ghosts. She read on because if a dead guy could be very much alive then all the legends had to be true.
"One thing is certain", Lin broke the silence, "movies lie. Look at all this shit I've been reading". "You got that right", Mitchell supported, "witches aren't green nor do they fly on broom. My whole childhood was a lie". "I still don't understand why there is so much about human sacrifice". Jo added as she scrunched up her nose, "that's just wrong. Plain wrong".
"Tell me about it. How do people live with their selves after committing such?" Lin was disgusted.
"Can we jump right into the magical guide?" Mitchell asked.
"Yeah. It's getting dark. This day ran by fast". Angie supported. "No! Just read faster", Jo snapped, "there is no way I'm reading through all these as the 'research guy' of the group". "We would never", Lin fake gasped, "big brain is the only qualification". Angie and Mitchell held their mouths to cover up their laughter. "Don't you dare". Jo shot them a glare.
They went back to reading and researching. It was exactly 8pm that they all finished. Angie bit her lip thinking of how she would get scolded when she got home. She was breaking the number one rule of the Donners: never miss dinner unless you couldn't help it. The other part was added because of her dad. He was really busy and he rarely spent time with them anymore.
"Girls! We're ready for our first lesson", Jo smiled happily, "take notes like good students". "Lin is starting to rub off on you", Angie said, "she was always a drama queen". "I am not!" Lin pouted. "You literally won most dramatic three times in elementary school". Jo said. "And twice in middle school". Angie quipped. Mitchell cleared her throat. They all realized that she must have been feeling left out.
"Okay. Awkward silence. Moving on". Lin again broke the silence. "Right", Jo opened the book, "preface, table of contents, introduction blah blah blah...first lesson. Found it". The first thing it said was magic was like blood. It was in ones veins. Angie closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the magic flowing in her system. She started having a warm feeling in her heart. It wasn't as heavy as before then they all assumed they were walking time bombs waiting patiently to explode.
"I think we all felt the relief", Jo said, "so we're moving on. The next lesson said think small". It must have been a telepathic knowledge because Angie, Mitchell and Jo faced Lin. "I'll try!" She raised her hands in protest.
Angie looked at her hands. Think small. She reminded herself. She wiggled her fingers slowly. Thinking small was a whole lot harder then they thought. A red spark joined her two middle fingers together. It later connected with the others like a spider's web. The sparks crawled from the tip of her fingers to the palms and formed a tiny light that was just as bright as a fairy light. It grew bigger and as the light died down a tennis ball was formed.
She smiled at her victory and checked her friends. Friends? She thought. Has a nice ring to it. Mitchell had formed a Frisbee which was a bit big. "How did you manage that?" Angie asked impressed. "I was the only one who didn't lose control on the first night", she winked at Angie, "let's say I have it in the bag." Jo made a spoon and Lin surprisingly made a pair of earrings.
"That was successful for our first try". Mitchell said. "Yeah. I trust you guys but I had it in the back of my mind that my family might have to buy a new house". Jo confessed. Lin smacked her with a pillow and Jo retaliated. A pillow fight broke out. "Jo, are they..." Jo's mom, Sophia Cally paused as she opened the door. Feathers were everywhere making the room a mess. She exhaled and smiled, "well, I'm glad that you have friends over", she said, "but dinner's ready, Mi hija (my daughter). Feel free to join us girls". "Thanks, Mrs Cally". They replied in unison.
Jo ripped out pages of the book and they were challenged to master the task by dawn. Angie left first after she had hugged all of them. She wasn't even scared to walk back home. It wasn't that much of a distance anyways. She stood in front of the door trying to form the best story she could. She decided to go with the truth but without the magic, creepy dude and breaking into the library part.
"The principal called". Was what she was greeted with. "Geez Mom", Angie frowned, "no how was you day? Or how are you feeling now? Straight up to interrogation". "Put yourself in my shoes, Angela", Nolan started, "I'm a mother of three and one happens to be a teenager who just lost her best friend who told me she was going to school this morning but got a call from the principal saying that she was nowhere in school".
It did sound pretty bad when Nolan put it like that. "You could have called". Angie shrugged pulling the sling of her bag up her shoulder more. "I did". "No, you didn't. I had my phone all day", Angie opened it and showed Nolan the call log, "see?" "Sweetest Mom. Twenty five missed calls". Nolan read. "That's impossible". Angie was shocked. Her phone didn't ring once and this wasn't there before. "Just go up to your room, drop your bag and come down for dinner". Nolan ordered.
Angie respected herself and did as her Mom told her. Dave and Mike were being dorks as usual playing video games. Angie happily yanked the consoles and screamed, "dinner time!" "It's your fault we're eating late". Mike snapped. "What're gonna do kid?" Angie stuck out her tongue. "Real mature sis". Dave said sarcastically. "Kids!" Nolan yelled. This was the only normal Angie could get in her life.
They all took their seats and Nolan sighed. The door bell rang after Nolan had set the food down. Angie didn't know how but she could hear the conversation between the sheriff and her Mom. Her blood turned to ice once she heard the name of the victim. Galvin McAlister. She remembered him from freshman year when he asked her to be his date to homecoming.
Right on cue, her phone ran. "I warned you, didn't I?" She knew that voice anywhere, "who do you wish to sacrifice next? Your neighbors or perhaps your brothers?". She stayed quiet because though was boiling, she knew her voice would betray how she felt. "Silence? The best choice", Daniel smiled on the other end, "this is my final warning to you four. Relate my message. And if you think tennis balls or flying disks would help you then you're more stupid than I thought". "I will find a way to stop you", she was proud of how much power her tone held, "Daniel".
Daniel ended the call immediately. He shook his head in anger. They knew too much already. He had to put an end to them.
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A Game Of Secrets
Paranormal"Angie, don't move". Mitchell warned with horror on her face. Angie was shaken up already. She heard a growl and out of sheer curiosity, she turned around. She gasped and almost tumbled backwards. She wasn't focused on the bloody ten horned hideous...
