"I can't believe I'm failing Anthropology," Winola muttered bitterly to herself as she faced the full-length mirror in the bedroom, applying lipstick as evenly as possible.Caspian watched her as he sat at the foot of her bed. His hands were tucked between his thighs, doing his best to keep his hands to himself as he watched his girlfriend get ready.
He wasn't really listening to what she was saying, he was distracted by her looks. He was unsure why she was taking so much time to get ready, he really didn't know where she was planning on going.
She looked beautiful so he wasn't complaining.
"Nola, you look so good right now." He said, hoping his sweet, yet honest words would get him something.
"Like, this professor is so dumb. I'm fixing this grade today." She said and turned on her heels to faced Caspian.
Caspian looked at his girlfriend in awe at her beauty. Winola was known around the Boston College for her beauty. Her long black hair was always kept in perfect box braids and her dark skin was so smooth and radiant, it almost glowed.
She leaned down to be face to face with her boyfriend who was still seated. She lifted her hand and ran her fingers down his cheek. Caspian looked at Winola almost unable to blink. He was so captivated by her looks.
"Caspian, wait here while I go talk to my professor, would you?" She asked, a smirk formed on her face.
Caspian couldn't speak but he nodded. He started to realize she had put an enchantment spell over him, which made him powerless and willing to do anything she said. Inside he fumed with anger but he couldn't snap out of it. This spell made Winola, an already beautiful girl, impossible to resist. He knew what her plan was now. She was going to put this same spell on her professor and force him to change her grade. Caspian was not for this and Winola knew that. Caspian was a sweet guy who was all about being fair, his girlfriend, on the other hand, was quite the opposite.
"Aw babe," She said with a small chuckle. "You're cute when you're quiet. I'll be back. Love you, k?" She said, leaning in and kissing his forehead.
Winola left the apartment and walked to campus as it wasn't far from where they lived.
The enchantment spell made Winola almost impossible not to look at. She walked confidently through campus. With each step boys who walked past her almost broke their necks admiring how stunning she was. She smirked to herself, loving the attention.
"Woah." A young man mumbled to himself as Winola walked past. His girlfriend next to him smacked his arm, but he still couldn't look away.
Winola smiled to herself, blowing a small kiss in his direction.
This had to be Winola's favorite spell, she could get whatever she wanted when she used it.
She opened the door to the empty lecture hall and walked down to her professor's desk. The slightly overweight man looked up from papers he was grading. He knew Winola by name, as she was a good student.
"Winola," He said. "Class isn't until tomorrow."
Winola didn't reply to this. She marched to his desk and rested her hands on it, looking down at the professor.
"Mr. Colbert, I failed your midterm." She said. He was immediately cast under her spell upon looking at her.
"Y-you did?" He mumbled.
"Yes, I did. And I'm not too pleased about this. You see, I studied day and night for this midterm and I still failed. That really hurt my grade. Be a dear and change my grade, would you?" She demanded, a smirk forming on her face.
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Mason's Six
FantasyWitches are a dying breed, they've been hunted since 1645. Three young witches, Winola, Sybil and Mason do their best to stay hidden. They do this all while attending Boston College and balancing relationships. Being a witch is rare but being a gift...