Can't Spell for Toffee

Chapter 2

I wake with a banging headache but don't dare open my eyes. I hear voices so I pretend to still be asleep.

"What are we going to do when she wakes up? She's going to freak!"

"If she's the right girl, she won't, don't worry." Right girl? Oh god, please tell me they don't have a master too! But this voice seems familiar, like I heard it in a dream once.

"Is... Is she awake? I swear I saw her eyelashes flutter slightly," the unfamiliar voice said. Crap!

"[Y/N], wake up, we promise we won't hurt you." The other said, shaking my arm gentle.

"Yeah, we're the good guys," he laughed.

I sigh and gradually open my eyes, letting the mid morning sun flood in.

"There she is," the one who shook me grinned. "I'm Phil and this is Ethan." Stood in front of me is a tall, dark haired boy, who looks to be about my age. His soft, blue eyes staring straight back at mine.

"Your... Your voice, I recognise it." I stammer

"Of course you'd recognise his," the other boy rolled his eyes, "he's the one who's been speaking to you all this time." I give them a confused look. Ethan has short, light brown hair and piercing, green eyes. He's shorter than Phil but still manages to tower over me, and from what I could tell, he had a very muscular body underneath his t-shirt.

"What Ethan means is that I've been able to mentally speak with you. That person who told you to run from the hospital, that was me."

I furrow my brow, even more confused than I was before. "That's not possible, you can't 'mentally speak' to someone. That only happens in movies."

Ethan raises his arms above his head and makes his fingers into claws, "But, [Y/N], what if you're in a movie now?"

Phil hushed him, "Ethan, all in good time, all in good time."

I stood up from the bed and folded my arms. I stood on my tippy-toes to try and appear taller than I was. "You two need to tell me what the hell is going on here right now! Or... Or I'm calling the cops."

"Really, [Y/N]? We all know your phone is dead." Ethan smirks

"Ethan, that's enough. Right, sit down." Phil gestures for me to perch on the bed. I stay standing, defensively. "Or not. Where do we begin? Where do you want us to begin?"

"How about you tell me how I ended up here?"

"As you wish, after you ran out of the hospital, we spotted you. You appeared to be heading directly into the road-"

"That's where I came in. You were about to be flattened by that car but I swooped in and got you out of the way." Ethan interrupts, whilst Phil gives him a dirty look. Ethan ducks his head, sheepishly. "Sorry, Phil."

Phil continues, "where was I? So, Ethan, being the hero that he is, managed to get you out of there. You were unconscious therefore we decided to bring you here-the safe house." He pauses for thought, "I suppose we should tell you everything about us and what we know about you."

"About me?"

"Yes. As for us, I'm a wizard, and Ethan is a werewolf." I roll my eyes. How gullible does he think I am? "You don't believe me, do you?"

I shake my head.

"Alright, then how do you explain me being able to telepathically speak to you and Ethan being able to retrieve you from under that car?"

"Erm... I... Well..." I am stuck, he's got me. There is no logical explanation for all this.

Phil nods his head, triumphantly. "Exactly. And you, well, you're interesting. You've been brought up as a mortal but you are most definitely a witch."

"A witch?" I question

"And a powerful one at that, by the looks of things."

"I can't be a witch. I don't know how to cast spells, I don't even know any spells! And I don't own a black cat. And I especially don't have warts all over my face!"

They both chuckle at my ramblings. "That's just stereotypes, silly." Phil laughed.

"Yeah, witches look normal. Or beautiful, if they're you." Ethan winked. Phil rolls his eyes at Ethan's advancement on me.

"Ethan stop flirting, we have to get her to the academy. We'll leave you to get changed-there's some clothes on the chair for you."

"I picked them out, Phil has no fashion sense."

I giggle slightly. "Thanks guys. But erm... What's the academy?"

"We'll explain on the way," Phil says as they leave the room.

[A/N] hey guys, hope you're liking it. I just want to say that Phil is mildly (very, very mildly) based on amazingphil (he had to pop up somewhere, didn't he?:)) but Ethan is just totally made up.
Thanks, Em x