Plot: lesbian, witches, and more...
As I walked to class. I couldn't help but notice. Your bright fire hair. Your deep emerald eyes. The freckles that lined your face. You reminded me of renassiance painting. Your beauty stand out.I never seen you. But now I must ask. How did you enter this academy? What strength did you have. Though the warlocks seemed not to care of her beauty. Witch being swarmed by warlocks. "Knock it off. Come on leave her alone." I couldn't help but to stand up. The warlocks were always jerks to knew comers. But even as you stand looking at me. You reminded me of something. "I'm sorry about that,"said the lady. Your voice was softer than honey. "Thiers no need to appoligize. It was their fault for being jerks. I'm Luna by the way,"said Luna. As she looked into my eyes. I couldn't help but to be drawn in. "I'm Scarlette,"said Scarlette. Her voice became a bit bolder. But her soothing honey voice became clearer. As they walked to the class. Potions, spells everything that usually was taught. Was in a uper beat. The day went by faster. The more time they spent together. The more they were drawn to each other. Her voice, her laugh everything about her was to perfect to be true. As the days went on so did her feelings. Her gut slowly got full of butterflies. Blushing like a mad man when ever they looked eyes. Scarlette rushed over to Luna. With a injured bird in her hand. It seemed to be chickadee. The wing was clearly broken. "Can you heal him,"asked Scarlette. "Sure,"said Luna. She place both hands over small bird. Mumbled the spell. As she let go and moved her hands. The bird took off flying. "Thank you,"said Scarlette. "Don't mention it,"said Luna. "Are you all right your turning red? Are you sick?"asked Scarlette. "No. It's nothing,"said a flustered Lunal. She easily jump away from her hand. She knew she couldn't. No. Wouldn't allow the truth to be seen. Yes, she did fall in love. But who wouldn't. Beautiful angle in a crowd of blood thirsty demon. The reason Luna became witch. Wasn't for protection but vengeances. She seemed to forget of her pass. When ever Scarlette was around. She no longer cared about vengeance but for acceptance. As the days went. The more she wish she could speak. She was used to bottling her emotions, she didn't know how or what to say. So she didn't say anything. Scarlette dragged her in the garden after school was over. She watLch as Scarlette pointed out plants. Telling her about the use of plant. The name of the plant, she didn't really pay attention she was listening to her honey tone. When all sudden she was dragged in. Two arms wrapped around her. Pulling her in to kiss. Scarlette let go and looked in her eyes. "Sorry. I couldn't help it. But your my girlfriend right?"said Scarlette. "Yea. I am. I'll try my best,"said Luna. "You don't have to try. Do what think,"said Scarlette. A smile formed on Luna's face. One she couldn't wiped off. She hugged Scarlette and pulled her in. Another kiss.
