Middlebrooks High School. The basic school. Right here in Pennsylvania. Once I turn 17 though, my aunts will send me to Romania for SFDP. School For Demonic Prevention. A witch school.
I don't want to go. I have a life here. In a mortal world. A boyfriend. A 4.0 average. My best friends. Best friends. Where are Gerald and Folly.
"Who's this asshole and his boyfriend?" asked a voice behind me followed by a deep laugh.
"I don't know Folly," replied the deep voice.
I turned around to see Folly with a big smirk and her green hair. She was cooler than I could ever be. She has done drugs. She has fucked like over 100 guys. She got like 5 stds. She even fucked the doctors who check for her stds. All 5 doctors. She's psychotic.
Then there was Gerald. Think jock. That's what you've got. Brown hair. Big muscles. Everyone likes him. Even me when we first became friends in 5th grade. He's pretty funny. Helped me through some stuff too.
"Ay Freddie, why do you look so scared? Your freakin sweating," commented Gerald.
He says freakin because he's a man of god. Raised in a pure Protestant family. When I came out to him though, he was not what I expected. Kind. Understanding.
"Oh, we got lost in the forest," said James.
"Was getting lost the only thing you did?" mocked Folly while nudging my arm and winking.
"Shut up." I said with a smile.
"The boy can speak," said Gerald with a gasp.
I loved them. I would never leave them. The thought of it scares me.
"Ha ha." I said, "I have to ask Mrs. Handerson a question."
"Ew. You like that hag." mentioned Folly.
"Yeah she's fuckin weird," added James.
"She's okay," said Gerald in a timid voice.
"Gerald! Why do you always have to ruin things!" said Folly.
"Oh. I'm sorry," Gerald said with guilt.
"I'm just pulling your strings." Folly said while laughing. Gerald joined in on the laughing.
"See you later," I said and I walked away.
Our school had good teachers and well rounded students but it wasn't in the best condition. The lights were bright white. They gave you a headache without even staring at them. I walked up to classroom B4.
"How did you get a hex?" asked Mrs Handerson.
How did she know? I came to ask for help on a test. The fuck.
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Behind The Fall Leaves
FantasyFredrick Wallow is born into a witch family. His mother and father have died. Aunt Lisal and Aunt Dredd are to take him in. When he is about to turn 17 (the witch number) he doesn't want to become a full witch. Let the hallows eve moon decide his fa...
