Bewitched-Modern Day Created by: Rose00718
Introduction
With the snap of her finger, the world was at her service. Money was of no value to Miss Lucile, since she could conjure up anything she pleased. Life was divine, full of pleasantries and glamour and nothing bad ever happened. However, Miss Lucile realized she was missing one key thing in her life, something even magic couldn't bring her, and that was true love.
Chapter One: The Meeting
" Mr. Jenkins, have you designed a new proposal for the campaign yet?" Arthur's boss shot him a concerning look.
Arthur looked puzzled, he questioned to himself if the proposal was due today.
"Are we interrupting your daydreaming Arthur?" Everyone at the meeting chuckled, and then straightened up once Arthur cleared his throat.
"I think I need some air, could we go to lunch sir?" Arthur realized he was unprepared for this meeting and needed some extra time. alright if I call back later then?"
Arthur thought she sounded like she had been crying.
"Why don't you wait and I'll have him call you". He figured it would be best to call her rather than interrupt their meeting.
"Well alright then, good day Mr... I'm sorry I didn't catch your name sir."
Arthur blushed; he hadn't expected a model to care for his name over the phone.
"My name is Arthur Walter-James Jenkins ma'm" Arthur made a face, why had he made a fool of himself like that, she doesn't care about your entire name, he thought to himself. But then he heard a giggle over the phone and relaxed.
"I think I'll drop by in an hour and talk to Mr. Harper myself. Have a good day Mr. Arthur Walter-James Jenkins, I sure do hope we meet again". And she hung up.
It was a tad strange wasn't it? Arthur never really thought of a simple phone call to count as meeting someone, however, he oddly enough agreed with Lucile and looked forward to seeing her later. Arthur smiled and then shrugged as if it would help him regain his concentration and get back to work.
Lucile felt her mother's eyes pouncing behind her as she put the phone down, trying to read her thoughts probably she guessed.
" Oh mother give it a rest would you and just ask me if you could". Lucile hated the idea that her mother could read other's thoughts it was much too invasive.
Her mother grimaced, opposed to the idea of having to "ask".
"Only if I have to, you know. I don't care for being mortal when I very well can be a witch."
Lucile grimaced too. "Mother you know I'm trying very hard to not use witchcraft and try to get by as a normal human being".
"I certainly do know so, and why you want to be this way just keeps me up at night my dear. Why aren't you appreciative of your abilities?"
"I've explained this to you before, but I'll say it once
"Well of coarse, we'll continue this at half past, see you then". The boss sat up and everyone but Arthur followed.
Arthur loosened his tie and reached for the phone, only it had rung before he had the chance to dial.
"Hello there, my name is Lucile Smith, is Mr. Harper in right now?"
He was stunned, it was the new model for the campaign calling, he wondered how she had the management's phone number, after all, we call her not the other way around.
"Uhh no sorry, Mr. Harper is on lunch, may I take a message?"
" Oh dear I just missed him did I. Well would be it be
more." Lucile took a deep breath, she didn't like having to repeat herself. "Because mother, our abilities don't give us power to help anyone else but ourselves and no man will ever love me if I am a witch".
"My dear, that is the silliest thing I have ever heard, of coarse no man will love you, but I know some very nice warlocks that would suit you just fine if you-"
"Mother, I have had it. Get out at once!" Lucile was fuming, gesturing at the door with her finger.
As she expected, her mother laughed at her ridiculous gesture and with a quick wink, she vanished.
"Fine have your way" She yelled into the air and plunked down in the nearest chair.
"I shall, see you tomorrow for the luncheon dear" Her mother hauntingly whispered.
Lucile gasped and jumped onto her feet. The luncheon she cried, she had forgotten about the whole thing. She agreed to host the next family luncheon last year at her aunt Argolla's house.
Her entire family would be coming over, her Wicca family that is. Normally it would be no problem, only that no one knew of her recent life change but her mother. Lucile decided to no longer be a witch anymore and a choice like that in a Wicca family was a disgrace, especially to her family. Choosing to give up witchcraft was just as bad as marrying a mortal, which is exactly what she intends to do. Lucile moaned, tomorrow will be a disaster, and particularly because her mother will be sure to inform every one of her mortal ways in hopes to change her mind. Lucile glanced at her watched and realized it has been over an hour, and Mr. Harper would definitely be back from lunch by now. Lucile gathered her things, quickly powered her nose and got into her car and drove off, leaving her broomstick behind in the closet.
