TWO BROKE WITCHES †

introduction: The Johnsons

Author's note: this part is not yet edited so please expect wrong grammar and spellings. I say sorry in advance. x

           •Harvie's point of view•

"Kids, wake up!" Mom said cheerily. But of course we couldn't wake up that easily.            "Kids, wake up" Mom repeated but softer this time, her voice immediately faided. "Harvie, Ann, Wake up!" Mom's voice is louder this time. Me who loves cursing muttered some words but thankfully it wasn't that loud for mom to hear. . .                                       Or that's only what I thought?

"I heard that, Johnson" Mom called me using my surname. "Who gives a damn shit?" I mumbled.

My body immediately bolted upwards. "Mom, I'm sorry! I didn't meant to! I was-" -"No phones allowed until sunday" Mom glared at me with crossed arms. I just sighed and buried my face.

"What a wake up call" I muttered.

"Hey Ann, wake up" I poked her side then she sat up straight.

"Huh?"

       •Fastforward•

"Bye mom!" me and Ann said in unison before waving goodbye to Mom. Mom wave back at us at the window before we enter the school bus. Ann and I sat on the vacant seat at the very far of the bus behind the egotistical badass, Troy Treveland and his peabrain assistant, Chace Spring. 

"What a nice view" Ann's sarcasm ecoed inside the silent bus. All heads turns to her including Mrs. Marshal and her big fat bum. Mrs. Marshal glared at her be cause she thought Ann was refering to her. Ann quickly stood up, "Mrs. Marshal, sorry I-I , That was for Troy not, uhm, to, uhm, your bum" The whole bus erupted in laughters exept for Mrs. Marshal of course. I mean by whole is including the bus driver and that means that the bus wobble from the left and to the right. Thank goodness the driver stepped on the brakes before we hit a lamp post but we all ended up at the floor or ... someone?

"Ouch that hurts like hell. ei-" before I finished my sentence I noticed that my face was infront of a new kid's face. He immediately backed away and so was I.

"Sorry" the guy said sheepishly and fixed hiself.

I did the same. I backed away and straightened myself.

"Hey Ann-" again, I was cutted off by a sudden shriek.

"Eeew Troy, get away from me."

that was Ann for sure.

"Excuse me A. Johnson, you are the one behind me so you're the one to move away. I know your ugliness is contagous so please move before I push you." Troy replied.

confused? well let me describe their position at the moment. When the bus wobbled we all flew in different directions. I, ended up with a strangers face. But Ann -unfortunately- ended up stumbling over the badass freak. Poor Ann.

"Hell no! and I am not the ugly one here! maybe you need eyeglasses Troy." Ann protested. "Oh so you want this position?" Troy asked. "Really Troy? me? want this position? oh maybe yes" Ann said sarcastically. "Alright, I'm fine with this" Troy smirked. Ann punched his chest and rolled off. Troy's grin grew wider be cause of the fact that he won this time. Dear readers, I know you don't know us yet so let me do the introduction.

Let us start with my sister Ann Gracielle Johnson. She is the youngest, she was born two minutes after me. She is taller than me by an inch. Our eyes are different even though we are twins, She has brown and I have darker ones. Our father died, Mom was the only one who raised us. No support from Grandparents or extented family members. She loves food like me, and maybe that's the only thing we have in common. She is simple but there's a hidden monster inside her when she was angry. Last, she hated Troy Treveland to death. Believe me she will choose to kick the bucket than to be friends with Troy Treveland.