CHARMED: THE NEXT GENERATION (BOOK 3)

CHAPTER 9: CRASHING DOWN

LOGAN P. O. V
I shimmered into kitchen disguised as Amelia and quickly checked my surroundings. Thank god nobody saw me. I just needed to get the bulb and get out. I walked into the living room to find Blake and Dustin sitting on the couch.

"Oh Amelia good I need a girl's opinion and your the closest thing I got right now." Blake said.

I waited for him to add on to his sentence but instead he and Dustin pushed their eyebrows together.

"What?" I asked.

"You would usually respond with a comeback.." Dustin said confused.

My eyes slightly widened. "Right.." I turned towards Blake. "You.. Stupid Were-panther.."

"Uh okay." Blake stood up from the couch. "I wanna buy Margo a gift but I don't know what to get her. We're sorta dating."

"Dude you guys aren't dating." Dustin chuckled. "You make her sick."

"Shut up." Blake said. "Wait did she say that?"

I looked up at the chandelier. It had to be a way to get these two out of the way without blowing my cover.

"How about you get her some shoes.. From Paris." I smiled. When you get there take your time. Margo is worth it."

"Your right. She totally is." He super speeded out leaving a gust of wind behind him.

"If a deaf person goes to court for a crime they committed is it still considered a hearing?" He asked.

I pushed my eyebrows together and titled my head. "I.. I guess."

He nodded his head and stood up from the couch. "Cool. I'm gonna train."

He transformed into a Bat and flew into the kitchen door causing him to shift back into a human and fall on the ground.

"Totally meant to do that." He stood up and walked through the door.

Suddenly a gust of wind caused me to clench my eyes close. It was Blake holding a pink box.
I sighed.

"Found the perfect pair." He smiled.

A rainbow began to form. Now standing with us was Margo. I balled up my fist.

"You know this living in the past thing isn't such a bad idea." She said. "Look at the outfit I just bought."

Margo had on black skinny jeans with a dark blue belly shirt and a black leather jacket. She had the sleeves pushed up. She had black buckle knee high boots on her feet. She flipped her long blonde hair and posed as if she was about to take a photo.

I rolled my eyes. I hated girls like Margo.

"Absolutely beautiful my love." Blake said.

"Blake I told you to stop calling me that." Margo reached into her pocket for her phone. She began texting.

Blake chuckled. "Oh you. Look." He moved closer towards Margo and opened the box.

A few moments later Margo looked at the shoes then back at her phone.

"They're ugly." She said.

I tried not to laugh at the look on Blake's face. I then realized laughing at other people's failure is something Amelia would probably do. I bursted out into laughter causing Blake to narrow his eyes.