Once upon a time in a town called Greensdale there lived a prince. Not an evil bone in his body, although a little mischievous at some times. This boy on his 16th birthday would have to choose between two worlds. Two lives. The witch life of his aunts or the human world of his friends. Oh by the way... That boy, is me. Sorry for the whole dramatic introduction I really don't know what I was going for. Anyways my aunts have been reminding me for the past 2 months that my birthdays coming up and there so excited but I can't decide I can't imagine signing my life away to the dark. Max however is the pinnacle of light and everything's so much brighter and relaxed when I'm around him. Why would I would I wanna give that up? "Simeon! It's time to open your gifts lets go!" Aunt Hilda yells from the bottom of the stairs and I drop my pen dragging myself to the balcony. The crowd of my friends cheer as I step up to the railing overlooking the dining room below. "Ok I'm coming!" I say and notice Max walk through the door. "Oh god he's not supposed to be here" I panic in my head and adjust my shirt and maroon pants as I stroll down the long double staircase. "He's here...Oh god"
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