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Beastly

 They thought Beastly was just a movie, that Beauty and the Beast was just a book. They never could imagine that it wasn't jut a movie and it wasn't just a book. The book and the movie were based off of real events, but sadly after the movie was watched and the book was finished, the curse didn't end. It still lurks around in the unknown amongst other various witch craft things, waiting for its next victim.

Carson Hendrick. He was the most popular kid in school, or so he thought. With his cocky attitude and “killer looks”, he believed he ruled the school. Little did he know a cocky attitude couldn't get you far except for cursed and in Carson's case this is exactly what happened.

Tara Patterson, was a normal girl who was unlucky enough to go to the same school as Carson. She was a smart student and Carson didn't like that very much. He decided to start to pick on and make fun of Tara on a daily basis and one day Tara had enough. She had heard rumors before about the “beastly curse” and decided it was worth an actual shot to find this Magda person. Little did Tara know one simply does not find Magda, Magda finds them.

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“Tara! Hurry up you're going to be late,” Peter calls from the bottom of the stairs.

“I'll be right there” I yell tossing my reddish blond hair over my solder and grabbing my book-bag before rushing out of my room and down the stairs. “Two minutes to spare,” I say glancing at the clock before childishly sticking my tongue out at my dad Peter.

“Okay, okay just hurry up or you're going to miss the bus,” he says before pushing me out the door.

“Yeah, I love you too dad,” I mutter before running to catch the bus. Rushing down the sidewalk I bump into a girl around my age and fall backwards as my “lovely” next door neighbor Carson walks by laughing.

“I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going, I'm really sorry,” I say quickly standing up and looking at the girl I bumped into.

“It's not your fault, I'm Magda,” Magda says.

“Tara, It's nice to meet you and all but I have to go or I'm going to be late for the bus.”

“I have to catch the bus to, we could walk together.”

“Sure,” I say as I start walking.

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“Thanks for showing me around school today, it was really nice of you,” Magda says as we get off the bus and start walking to our houses.

“It was nothing,” I say waving it off.

“Who was that boy? The one that kept picking on you?” Magda asks.

“That was Carson. He thinks he's Mr. Popular and is all cocky. It's a shame he wouldn't be to bad if he actually took the time to be nice and care about other people. I would stay out of his way though, he's bad news.”

“Thanks for the advice! Have a nice long weekend see you Tuesday,” Magda calls turning down Plaid Street her brown hair blowing in the wind.

“You too!” I call after her disappearing figure.

She seems nice, but different though. I can't really describe it but she's different from the rest. It seems like she has power radiating off of her, but that's impossible right? The only people that have power are witches and there not real right? Also her name Magda isn't that the name of the witch in Beastly? I'm going to have to get to the bottom of this.

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Carson's Point of view

I wake up in the morning with a killer headache. Last nights party was wicked, well what I recall of it was. I groggily stand up and grab my phone off my nightstand to see 15 missed calls and over 40 text messages. I scroll through a few to see them all practically say the same thing 'where are you?' I was at the party with them how did they not know where I was? I mean I am the life of the party who would miss me? I was at the party right? Last night is a little blurry although I do remember showing up at the party an hour or so late. Then I... left? I question myself as I vaguely recall leaving the party but planning on going back after. I don't think I ever did end up back there though, so where am I?