' ' Stand away, ".-"stand away, for I say, our magic shall be combined, and split into six groups, darkness, violet fire, the night's cloak, gloom, destruction, and thunder. I and Brontë, will control the witches and warlocks, and rule above, we sha...
Genevieve and Sebastian ventured into the castle of emerald green bushes, vines hanging off of trees that slightly towered over the bus.
The forest looked luxurious and gold during the golden hour, the gold tint couldn't go away due to the pause in time. The trees looked far more alive despite half of the brown leaves falling on the cracked, hard, dry soil.
" We're just gonna find a perfect twig and we'll be on our way, Sebastian."-Genevieve insisted.
Despite her efforts to change Sebastian's opinions, he didn't budge and just stuck his hands in his deep, jacket's pockets and kept quiet.
"Do we have to do this,"-he whined."I just wanna like, go to sleep on the bus or something."
She kept on walking and walking until she looked down at a peculiarly golden colored stick, it had a gold-ish brown hue, not because of the golden hour, it was just that color specifically. She attempted to pick it up, but it was too big for her hands in the first place.
"Are your hands really that small?"-he teased as he snatched the stick from her hands as it was about to slip out.
"Ok, and, let's just do it."-she said
"Do what!?"-he yelled
"What is wrong with you,"she glowered. "What were you even thinking?
His face was purple with shock. Genevieve just glared at him
"Go on."
"Nevermind."-he sighed.
"Say it!"-she teased
Sebastian covered his face and started running back out of the golden forest and towards the bus the size of a train.
"Come back,"-she shouted "You never said what you were going to say!"
He was already in the bus, and ignored her. Genevieve sighed and gently tapped her ring at the correct top of the stick
A purple sparkling ray shot out from the ring and wrapped around the golden stick, and a purple round sphere with a glittering gold pentagram began to form at the top. The gorgeous glittering purple nicely complimented the shiny golden brown.
After the transformation from a stick to a scepter, Genevieve quickly tapped it. A magical glittering shot flew from the wand, and she knew it was working.
Genevieve quickly ran back to the bus, and by the time she got to her seat, Sebastian was there, sleeping, she carefully settled into the seat and Sebastian's head fell onto her shoulder, she liked the feeling of his curls tickling her shoulder, but kept herself together so she didn't wake him up.
She grabbed the bag and opened it, she took her spell book and the one Henry was in, and quietly mumbled under her breath.
"Unleash thy cursed spirit"-she whispered.
Henry's face slowly faded from the book, and a striking blue holographic image of him appeared, as he started to fade in.
"W-what just happened!?"-he screamed.
"Henry, sit down in the back for now so the teacher won't realize."- Genevieve said
"Thy must resume chronological time"-she mumbled
Everyone began moving once again, and the constant conversations began floating around the bus once again.
Sebastian woke up instantly, and looked up to see himself laying on Genevieve's shoulder, he was so flustered, he shut off his soft body language and started leaning on the window, his face was red with embarrassment and he attempted to ignore what he had just done, and got up from the seat walking to the back to sit with Henry instead.
"We're here."-the bus driver said.
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