**I won't do every episode so in depth just the one I feel like are important to Arabella **
✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧
S1 - ep 3Jenna let Ella stay home from school since the two of them sleep in late - due to all the talking they did plus Ella was finally getting sleep and Jenna didn't want to wake her up. Arabella was painting after she ate a late breakfast she has been working on the paint for a few days – she wanted to get every ideal right. Her phone rang. It was so silent in her room that the obnoxious ring made her lose her grip on the paint brush – one long line ruined her painting.
"Are you serious!" Ella groaned in frustration, she bent down to reach the brush when it suddenly got fire – the brunette throw the paint brush in the cup of water "what the hell?" She whispered to herself, looking into her mirror, when she saw her hand with fire coming out of it. She jumped back bumping into her bed setting a small part on fire "no, no" she patted the fire down. Ella turned her hand over and saw the flame start again – when her phone rang again.
Ella grabbed her phone Jeremy. She looked back at her hand fire still there not burning her it was just there, she turn her hand back over it was gone she did it again "Hey Arry, are you okay Jenna said you finally sleep more than 2 hours." He laughed, Ella breathing got heavier looking at her hand watching the flame appear and disappeared "Ella?"
"I don't know what's going on! Remy, I need you. I'm scared and I think I'm going crazy." Ella told him in a panic "I'm on my way, I'll be there 5 minutes tops. Do you need me to stay on the phone?" Jeremy asked, Ella heard someone telling him to get back to class "no it's fine." Ella said. "Okay I will, what's going on?" Ella took a deep breath "I– I don't really know please hurry." They hung up.
Ella sat down beside her bed on the floor hugging her knees to her chest. Jeremy got there in a about 5 minutes like he promised "Ella?" He placed himself in front of her put his hand on her arm "what's going on?" He asked her, Arabella raises he head "I was painting like normal, then I dropped my paint brush which ruined my painting I got upset then I swear the brush got on fire and went I looked in the mirror my hand with like producing flames– than I touch the bed and it got first you can see the burnt spot and now I can do this" Ella opened her hand and a flame appeared.
"Arry, I don't think your crazy, because if you are I'm just as crazy. You just produce fire from your palms" he stared at her hand then looked at her. "Remy, this isn't the first time this happen– I mean it first I though I was seeing things. Like under the bleachers when I forgot the lighter and the blunt lighting than the time you came in to my room when I was using my laptop I was writing notes – and the pen didn't stop until you asked me if I was okay it was moving by itself. I swear Jer, I'm not making this up."
YOU ARE READING
The Little Witch // N. Mikaelson
FanficLove is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you. - Sarah Dessen