Chapter One

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"Is Ronald Finnick's daughter really a witch, if not why is she always in black?"

I sighed as i switch off my phone after reading the headline, nothing new they make stories about me every single day. Why cant they just accept that i love black.

My wardrobe is full of black clothes only a few coloured clothes, dark coloured clothes. My room is half black for God sake even my eyes and hair are black.

I got off my bed to go get some snacks in the kitchen. From the size of my father's mansion it took me four minutes and four seconds to rich the kitchen. I am a slow walker such a tortoise.

I passed my brother who is busy concentrating at the football match.

I opened the fridge and my eyes widened with happiness. A freaking black cake.

"Black cake!" I literally screamed

I heard a frustrated sigh behind. "For once Dahlia will you ever ever be normal." Isabella gritted her teeth.

Isabella is my sister, she is the considered as the Bellé Finnick. Beautiful, elegant and every girl's role model. In reality she is supposed to be the witch. She tries to make my life miserable since am a threat to her reputation but fail miserably.

"Mhhhh No!" I gave her one of my famous fake smile.

"Honey how did you like the black cake?" Dad kissed my forehead. No matter how the press spread rumors about me, dad has never ever question me and my obsession for black.

"Dad your supporting her, i cant believe you." Isabella exclaimed.

"Her love for black is the same as your love for popularity so shut up" Dad replied calmly. Man i love my pops.

"Thank you dad." I smiled.

"I chose it for you" Zander gave me one of his goofy smile.

Zander is my younger brother who thinks my love for black is cool. He has a twin Zaylee who is in a verge of turning into Isabella any time soon.

"You should stop supporting her love for black, cant you see the rumors they spread about her. " Jayden said.

Jayden is the oldest also not a proud support of my black.

"Umm.. Since when did you care?" I asked.

"Your my sister ofcourse i care." He replied

"Oh please that act doesnt suit you Jayden"

"This is not an act"

"Last time i checked not you not Isabella not Zaylee or my own mother even cared about me." I slammed the table startling everyone.

"You are all the same so drop that act of yours coz its making me want to feed you to the crocodiles." I glared.

Whats very funny is no matter how miserable they make my life they always feared me even mother. Ofcourse am the Witch Dahlia not really a witch. Right now Isabella flinched at my tone, fear obvious in Jaydens eyes but tries to hide it with seriousness and Zander almost dropped a glass. Sorry Zan.

"If the people use their time which they can never replace talking about me, Odette Dahlia Finnick why would i care. In fact i feel so special." I said calmly trying to get rid of the anger.

"So who wants some cake?" I smiled.

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