The Other Sister

Fear

"This envelope holds pictures and data, Lucy had collected, about Princeton and its sorrounding neighborhoods." I announce.

"What are you talking about?!" a citizen yells.

"We all must stay together as a family." I declare. "And my niece, Lucy, has found a way to do that…"

"By magic? Isn't that the whole reason why were all here? Your sister has casted this curse!"

"Are you going to cast another curse?"

"Of course she is!" "She's continuing the Mills tradition of casting another curse."

"A Tremaine as well. The little witch is trying to prove that she's better than her sisters— a better witch— a darker witch…"

I raised my hand to silence the crowd, "My sisters were tricked by revenge, jealousy, and anger— we have all had those feelings most of us just didn't go as far as cast a curse. You know why? Because most of us didn't have the devil whispering in our ears. They are not dark… they are people who could not see any other options." I took a breath, "I propose for us to be together not casting a curse but a cure if you will…"

Then I noticed Ana, Ela, and Lucy restraining mother and Drizzy. They had that crazy look in their eyes.

Lucy mouthed, "Robert Jenkins." I had to think back… then it hit me this was the boy who fought with Ana and Lucy at school that time, and now he's heckling me.

"Oh." I run towards Drizzy and held her hand, "Calm down."

"Yikes!" Ana let's her go. "What's happening to me?" Drizzy cries. "I'm turning into mother!" she sobbed.

I embraced her. "Could be worse…" I whisper in her ear.

"How can it be worse? I'm gonna look like mother." she sobs louder.

"Pst. She's right there." I hiss, smirking.

Drizzela's worst nightmare is looking like mother.

"Easy for you to say!" she snaps. "You'll look like Cora!"

"Um… how is that any better?"

"Ana. Hold my earrings!" I heard mother shout.

Then in a blur, I saw mother about to hit Robert. I got in between, "Whoa! Easy, woman. And you better shut up before my mother gets all Rapunzel on you and hit you with a frying pan." I smirk at Robert, who gulp.

Mother isn't really scary but if one of us (Ela, Ana, Drizzy, and I) were ever in danger she will honestly rip someone's head off. Yeah, I'm not kidding; mamá will escute any enemies. Which of them do I find scarier? Your guess is as good as mine.