De ea Amico (A CAOS story)

October Country Part 4

Sabrina, Roz, and Connor found themselves inside of their school's secretary's office. Both girls were giddy, and Connor wanted the school day to end so he could find the apple with Sabrina.

"Hey, Ms. Meeks," Sabrina greeted the secretary, "We were wondering, is Principal Hawthorne in yet?"

"Um," The secretary started, "Principal Hawthorne won't be coming in today. He's had a shock."

"Shoot," Sabrina said, feigning disappointment, "Rosalind and I have a club proposal we were hoping to get approved today."

"Well in Hawthorne's absence, Assistant Principal Glover would, I suppose, be empowered to review such applications," Ms. Meeks smiled as she turned around to use the phone behind her.

"Hawthorne has never been sick a day in his life," Rosalind whispered to the Spellmans, "What did you two do, stick pins in a voodoo doll?"

Connor put his arm around his sister's shoulders as they both smiled at her.

Timeskip:

The girls ran hand-in-hand out of Ms. Meeks' office while Connor followed at a much slower pace. Their club had been approved, and Connor suspected that Sabrina was trying to find Susie. 

He confirmed his belief as he heard his sister from down the hallway, "Susie! Come on! We need help!"

Connor watched them scamper off, a mix of emotions playing with him. He knew how he felt about the Dark Baptism, he knew what he planned on doing, he just had to hope that Sabrina wouldn't be hurt by his decision.

Timeskip:

Connor found himself in the library, sat across from his sister, Roz, and to the left of Susie. He was almost through his book and had a theory on his freezing problem. He made a mental note to ask 'Luna about it later but was broken out of his thoughts by the conversation in front of him.

"You guys, you aren't doing all this just for me, are you," Susie asked the group.

"For all of us," Sabrina replied, "Fifty-three percent of Baxter High is female, Susie. The school needs a club like this."

"It's long overdue, girl. But, yes, if anyone messes with you again, you'll have a recognized, legitimate sisterhood backing you up," Roz said, "And Connor, I'm sure."

He gave a two-finger salute over his book.

Moved by her friends' drive to help her she asked, "And the name: WICCA?"

"I'll take acronym for five-hundred, please, Alex," Connor said looking up.

Sabrina stuck her tongue out at her brother, "Rosalind came up with it."