What the Spell

Chapter Nine: The Tutor, Celeste

Ugh, school. I was sick of school already, and had no desire to go back. I woke up early, and groaned as I flopped out of the bed and blindly walked to the shower, wincing at the light.

After my shower, I straightened my hair and finished getting ready before packing up my books and homework, bolting to Candle Making.

We were making our first candle, and I had mapped out all of the details. It was going to be a pure white for innocence, and have rose petals for passion, as well as a few other herbs. Overall, it was supposed to bring out passions in couples in the house, and I was blushing when the teacher said we were going to have to test it out.

I had made my own mold, as everyone else had, and the candle itself was shaped like an actual rose, and it would be burning in the center of the flower and on the two leaves. I poured in the candle wax and quickly put in my roses and ingredients before it quickly hardened. I made two of these, and smoothed some wet wax on the sides before pressing them together.

After, it was time to enchant it with a spell. I had to customize it for a certain person, and I closed my eyes and put my hands on each side of the candle, knowing I was going to do it on Chris.

As I closed my eyes, I imagined the first time we kissed at the lake, and how amazing his hands felt on my waist. I imagined our first time actually doing anything sexual, and how amazing it felt when we were together at the cabin. I felt myself getting hotter and hotter with the memories as I remembered what we had done last night. I felt my hands getting warm as I felt all my energy traveling through me and it was going into my candle.

“Chris,” I whispered as I charmed the candle. After a few minutes, I removed my hands and slowly came back to reality. My eyes were dilated like they usually were after a spell, but it went away after a few seconds.

“Ready?” asked the teacher, and I nodded.  “Since you did the passion one, we’ll need that person to come to class immediately. Who did you intend it for?”

I blushed, “My boyfriend, Chris.”

“Alright, I’ll send for him.”

After a few minutes, Chris came into class and walked over to my desk, kissing my forehead as he pulled over a chair and sat next to me. “So, what’re witch voodoo are you going to put on me?” he asked, smirking.

“It’s a passion candle,” I explained. “When I light it and you smell it, you’re basically supposed to feel really horny for me. You’re going to have to tell them if you feel any difference once you smell the candle.”

“So, I have to tell the teacher if your candle makes me horny for you or not?” Chris laughed.

“Basically,” I said, blushing. “You won’t have to go into details, though. Don’t worry.”

After everyone finished their candle, the teacher started testing them out. After a few other students went, none of them working, I came up to the front with Chris. I wasn’t as embarrassed since everyone had used this candle, and had brought in who they were dating. Scarlett had dragged in Ryan, and I was surprised that they were actually dating.