Teenage Witch

Daniella Stevens

(A/N) Hi, my name is Chloe and the characters in this story are mine. All of my author notes will be in bold and will have (A/N) at the front... Hope you enjoy! ~Chloe

I lay there facing the ceiling, what is wrong with my life? I turn to my side and get out of bed, leaning on the drawer for support. I had another interview with a family 'The Richardsons'. Apparently they were the richest people in London. I throw on a purple dress and a white jacket. "Danie" I hear, followed by a knock on my rooms door, I notice the voice straight away, "Come in Naiomi". She smiles at me as she enters my 'domain' which I didnt clean despite the clear instructions from Craig. In our Foster Home, there were 6 kids: Me, Naiomi, Jacob, Callie, Kye and Nicole.

Craig was the owner of the foster home... For some reason he named it 'Rainbow Foster Home' which when he said it, sounded gay... Naiomi sat on my bed and I joined her, "Good luck with the Richardsons today" she said, I only nodded. "How many families have interviewed me?" I say, she was one of my best friends but she seemed shocked by this, "Ummm..." she started counting on her fingers, "About 20.", I sighed and fell back on the bed, looking at the ceiling once again. She looked down then started to approach the door, "Thanks" I say as she leaves.

I make my way downstairs and go to the interview room and take a seat. The rich-whatevers were already there. There were 4 of them. A woman-the mum- who had strawberry blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. A man next to her -the dad- his eyebrows were furrowed, he had dark brown hair with green eyes. Then a boy, about my age, with blonde hair like the woman and green eyes like the man. Lastly, there was a young girl, with auburn hair and hazel eyes. She was about 5.

The woman smiled at me, the man showed no emotion, both children followed their mums example. I half smiled back. The man started the conversation, "You are Daniella?" I nod, fidgiting in my seat, "How old are you?" the young girl asks, I smile down at her and say, "Im 14". They ask me basic questions and I answer. After the interview the man nodded slightly which made me smile. Could they be my new family? The down thing was, I had to wait a week to find out.

I looked at the time- already 6:00. I decided to steal a cookie from the jar and take it to my room. I ate it while on my laptop, Naiomi recommended to go on Ancestry.com to find out about my parents, it worked for her. I type in the website and click the link. I type in my full name and it starts to load. I had so many ancestors. I looked up history on them... And was horrified at the newspaper results:

Witches found
The Stevens family have been accused of witch craft, 4 eye witnesses have seen it. "I saw Mary Stevens set fire to a torch". "I saw Jonathan Stevens bring a dead bird back to life". They were burned at the stake and only one of the Stevens are alive, the one that escaped, Victor Stevens

That was my great grandfather.

I carried on scrolling. Two names caught my eye, Hannah Stevens and George Stevens, my parents. It says that they too were witches... Does that mean im one too? I look at my hands. What can I do?