Chapter 4

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Josie had only said she was going to go to the party because Hope was going. When they were 12, Josie had a crush on Hope. Now at the age of 17, those feelings were coming back. Every time Josie saw Hope, her heart lept out of her chest. Josie grabbed the water off her bedside table. She downed in one gulp, it felt refreshing. Josie felt like she hadn't drunk anything in months, her throat felt dry. Now that she had drunk, everything felt better. She jumped out of bed and danced to the her bathroom. She sung to herself as she prepared for a shower. When she got in, her whole world stopped. She looked up, the water falling into her face. She stood there, she did nothing else, just stood there.

Hopes wake up wasn't so easy. 9:00 on the dot Maya burst through her door, "Mikaelson!" She shouted loudly, almost scaring Hope to death. "Jesus Maya, give a girl some privacy!" Maya rolled her eyes and walked towards the window. She laughed, "Maya? Maya?" She put her hands on the curtains, "I'm so sorry Hope" she couldn't make this anymore dramatic. Her hands split apart and Hope hid under her duvet. "MAYA! I'm actually going to kill you," Hope thought about what she said, realising she was too lazy to even get up and kill her, "later."

"Friday." Josie whispered to herself. A million thoughts shot through her head. What am I gonna wear? Why should I care what I look like? Have I got lessons with you-know-who? At that moment Lizzie walked in. Josie and Lizzie shared a dorm seeing as they were twins, "Lizzie? Where were you last night?" Jo could see her twin trying to find an excuse, "don't even try and lie to me Elizabeth Jenna Saltzman." Lizzie knew she had to tell the truth. Whenever someone called her Elizabeth she knew she was in trouble, or hallucinating boyfriends. "Fine. I was with MG!" All of Josie's other thoughts stopped. She thought back to the other day when she was making lasagna. I think I actually like him. "What happened?" Everyone knew that Lizzie lost her virginity to Rafael, Landon Kirby's foster brother. They also knew where and when. People were obsessed with Lizzie's sex life for some reason and it was actually very disturbing. "Nothing has happened...yet." Lizzie replied. Josie rolled her eyes. "If you roll your eyes anymore they might fall out of the back of your head. Plus, it's not like he doesn't want it to happen." Josie faked being sick.

"Now does anyone know the basic fire spell?" Mr Williams shouted. Hope and Josie had a lesson on spells and stuff together on Fridays. "Josette, please demonstrate on this useless old book." Hope looked at the front of the room to see a dirty book, Dorian picked it up and put it on the floor next to Josie. She looked so beautiful today. Hope looked at her soft lips whilst she said the spell, "phesmatos incendia." She said, somehow making it hot. Josie always had a thing for fire. Every time a spell was necessary, if Josie was there, so was fire. "Hope!" It was then Hope realised she had zoned out. "A spell that helps someone with their strength, performed on Landon please." She stood up and walked to the front of the room. "Landon, would you please throw this soccer ball over there" Mr Williams said pointing at the door. Landon threw the ball and it almost hit Alyssa Chang in the face. "Now Hope, please do the spell." Hope could remember the spell very briefly. "ok" Hope whispered. She grabbed Landons hands and gulped. "Viribus" she said out loud. "Now Landon, could you please throw the exact same ball aiming at the exact same place." As he threw the ball, everyone watched in awe as the ball went flying across the room, hitting the door and bouncing into one of the witches faces. "Sorry..." Landon called out to her.

"Josie. Seriously. You need to stop stressing. It's just an outfit, and it's not like anyone actually cares about what you look like. I mean other than Grace who would like to-" "ok Lizzie you can go now" Josie said cutting her off mid sentence. In the end, the outfit she settled for was basic. She wore a striped button up shirt with a notch collar and blue jeans. She tucked her shirt I'm in but pulled it out a little bit. She looked at herself in the mirror and put her hair into a ponytail. She smiled and left to go to the party.

Hope just grabbed something out of her wardrobe. Every thing she wore was perfect, nobody could deny that. She grabbed a red velvet outfit. When she put it on she looked outstanding. It was a 2 piece, a skirt and a crop top. The skirt reached just above her knees and was quite short. That didn't bother her. To complete the look she put on a black leather jacket and high boots that almost reached her skirt. It was party time.

Yet again, the party was at the old mill. There was vodka, tequila and all kinds of liquors and beers. Josie immediately went to the tequila. She poured herself a few shots and was about to down one when she felt a hand in her shoulder. "Hope, hey, you made it" Hope smiled and poured herself some shots. This is how it started Josie thought to herself, this is where she first spoke to me. "Of course I made it, I wouldn't miss a party for the life of me!" They both laughed. Maya and Lizzie, who was being followed by M.G arrived at that moment. "You guys doing shots? I'll take a few." Maya said, Lizzie agreeing a few seconds later.

Time flies when your drunk. When Hope arrived at the party, it was 8 o'clock. But now, it was 11:45. Her and Josie laughed for hours. "Hey, we should probably get back now." Hope told Josie. "God how drunk are you?" Turns our Josie was barely even drunk. "Here," Josie held out her hand helping Hope stand up, "I'll take you back to your dorm." It was a long painful walk back up to the boarding school and Hopes dorm. Hope had a single room, but a double bed. Josie set Hope down on her bed, "get some rest Hope." Josie whispered in her ear whilst tucking her in. "Wait Josie, don't leave." Hope called out to her, "I want you to stay, Josie" Josie thought about it. "Fine, but I'm leaving as soon as you fall asleep." That was okay for Hope.

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