Virgil the Teenage Witch

[2]

"Were moving"

I look at my uncles in shock.  Were they serious?  No, they couldn't be.

"Haha nice joke.  You almost got me!" I laugh.

Emile grabs my shoulder which makes me stop laughing. 

"Wait...your serious?" I question

Emile nods and Remy just looks at me with sympathetic eyes. 

"No, we can't move!" I demand.

"We have to move Virgil" Remy says.

"Why?!" I say, having tears in my eyes.

"Because," Remy starts, "This house is getting very old.  Sooner than later it will collapse.  Me and Emile tried to use magic but that failed."

My tears start to come out.  Emile hugs me and I hug back.

"Can I ask a question?" I say in a low voice.

"Ofcourse..." Emile says

"Were are we moving to and when are we moving?" I question

"Well, we are moving to Noxwood Village and after you turn 16, we will move." Remy says sipping his coffee.  Were does he keep getting Starbucks?!

"But that's in a week!" I says getting out of Emiles hug.

"Yup! So you might wanna pack your stuff" Remy explains

I go to my room and start to pack.  Man...this is going to be a hard week...
----------------Virgils birthday----------------

(Remy pov)

As me and Emile put the last finishing touches to the cake, Virgil comes down, sleepy obviously.

"Mornin" Virgil says sleepily walking over to hug us.

"Hey kiddo" Emile hugged back, "How did you sleep?"

"Good"

"Well, that is good.  Now go get ready, you have a lot to do today." I say, handing the short boy a coffee. Since Virgil likes cold brew, I usually give him it when he is tried.

"Ok" Virgil mumbles rubbing his eyes.

( 15 minutes later )

Virgil came down dressed.  Emile gives him a big hug.

"I Can't believe you're becoming a witch today!!" Emile squeals.

As Emile and Virgil squeal, I interrupt them.

"Yall are weird"

"I like weird. I love weird. I bask in the glow of weird." Virgil smiles

"We all do." Emile added
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We are heading over to the witching hideout.  It is in the deepest part of the forest.  As we walk I can see Virgil getting anxious.

"You good?" I ask

"Yeah, it just...what if I'm not good enough to become a witch?" He says fiddling with his hands.

"You are good enough! I mean come on girl, you got this." I respond.

"I hope you're righ..."Virgil looks up.  I look forward and smile.

"We're here"