Miss. Cackle's Grandchild (A Worst Witch Fanfic)

Growing Up Isn't Easy

What the heck am I doing here!? Just because I'm related to a witch doesn't mean I'm a witch, I don't wanna be! I've been to this academy for a while now. My name is Hyacinth Cackle, let me just say I'm a pre-teen, like thirteen.

Ding ding ding!

That dang bell, Hardbroom! We got up and got ready for the day. I saw Mildred running out of her room behind me, she's always the last to get up every single day. She is a clumsy girl but her and Maud are my friends. Mildred accidentally tampered with the rope that connects to the bell.

"Mildred Hubble!" Miss. Hardbroom yelled.

I walked to her and took her hand.

"Come on."

We finished getting ready for the day. Our hairs braided and in our uniforms. We walked to where Miss. Hardbroom was waiting for us. We were to form a line. I stood in line as Mildred accidentally bumped into us, knocking us down like dominoes.

"Mildred!" Miss. Hardbroom scolded.

We got to our lockers.

"I'm so pleased I learned all the spells," Ethel said to her friend.

Ethel is so prissy! I hate her.

"Nobody cares Ethel," I said.

Mildred and Maud giggled. I'm known in this school as a wise cracking student. Ethel gave me a dirty look, I smirked at her.