The teenage witch.

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Ok you and me are are gonna have one thing straight. I talk, you listen.

 My name is Luna, I'm a witch, you probrably already know this if you read the blurb. I go to an average highschool, I do not wear a pointy hat and my skin is not green. (That was made up by a wizard named Oz who bullied a young witch.) 

I live with my grandfather, Richard, and my twin older brothers Grey and Derek. I was told three years ago i was a witch, so when i was 13. I remeber not sleeping that night, I was so happy and excited that i had magic and magic was real i just kept shouting out 'yes!' 

My parents died on a plane crash when i was four so I never really met them. But that was ok because i had my grand father, Grey and Derek. I wear normal clothes and have to take boring classes until i can graduate.

I have my two best friends Jenn and Andrea. Jenns short and blonde with brown eyes, and Andrea is taller than me with black hair. If you're wondering no they do not know that I am a witch. 

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I slammed my locker shut, i was not in a good mood. I mean who is when you have to get up at 6am, stay in a prison and have people judge on how you act? I held my biology book in my arms and sighed, turning around to face Jenn. 

"I wanna go homeeee and sleep." I complained laying my head on her shoulder as we walked towards the class. 

"Me too." She sighed moving away so my head fell a short distance quickly, scaring me. I lifted my head upright and glared at her as she let out a childish giggle. 

"I hate you." 

"Love you too." She said as we turned into the biology class. We were not late but the class was already full. 

I saw Andrea in the front of the class texting someone probably a new manly friend of hers. There was an empty seat next to her. 

There was another seat but it was right next to all the cheerleaders and jocks. Or as me and my friends like to call them, Stuck up wanna be Miley Cyrus's. (Now thats not a bad thing we call them that because in middle school they were all cute and pretty and now they dress and act like Miley Cyrus. Aka Miley Cyrus syrdome.) 

Me and Jenn looked at eachother before dashing off to Andrea, sadly for me Jenn got there first as she does track. I don't do sports, I'll explain later. I groaned and turned around whispering in Andrea's and Jenn's ear the word traitor making them shrugg and turn around. 

I walked towards the back of the class, i could see a jock and a cheerleader making out, three cheerleaders in a huddle, no doubt gossiping. There was two jocks sitting on the desks texting. I sat down in the empty chair between the huddle of the girls and opened my book praying the class would start soon. 

"Hey I'm Jake,  you got a boyfriend?" The guy next to me asked, I could tell by the strong sense of cologne and his football jersey that he was on the football team. 

"What's it to you?" I asked him. 

"My friend wants a girlfriend." He said slapping the guy who was writing in his notebook. Most likely finishing the homework he did not do. Wait there was homework? Shoot!

"Hey was there homework?" I asked the guy who was writing. 

"Yeah, pg 46 activities 5,6,7." He said and i quickly opened up my books and started scribbling down anything that made sense. 

"So where you from?" Jake asked me. 

"Shhhh." I said and his friend laughed. 

"What?" He said so i put my finger up to my lips without looking at him and made the sound again making his friend yet again, laugh. 

I finished in time for the teacher to walk in. 

"Now as you know, Halloween is coming up. And the school is asking everyone to dress up to get into the halloween mood." I had almost forgot we had to dress up. 

"Each year has their own theme." She said looking at all of us. 

I wonder what our theme is. 

"Of course for the Sophomore's (us) the theme is witches and wizards." She said clapping her two hands togother. I laughed a little. It will be hilarius to see what my classmates believe what magic is.

The girls started talking about what their costumes would consist of, the guys started talking about how they can not wait to see the girls in their costumes. I just texted my brothers. 

To Grey: Our class got the witches theme for halloween... Why is my life the literal definition of irony?

From Grey: We got Vampires, btw will be home late got in trouble for pranking the principle. 

My brothers were the one of the most popular kids in school, not only for their looks. (Which I honestly did not understand as they both looked like a bag of toads.) They were mostly popular for their pranks, on students, teachers and even the principle!

To Grey: What did you do now?

As if on cue the school principle burst open the door with the top part of his body a bright yellow. (He could have been an exact copy of the sun from the telletubbies, if it wasn't for the utter look of anger lying on his face.) His eyes scanned the entire room before they landed right on me. 

"Miss Luna." He said in a fed up tone. 

"Hi sis." The twins said at the exact time smiling at me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my bag and walking out of the classroom with everyones eyes in me. This would happen every week or three. 

We all walked down the hall in silence following the principle. The clapping of his shoes every two seconds on the floor was the only noise ther was. 

We arrived outside his of office and we all entered.