Charmed
Disclaimer: I do NOT own WITCH though I DO own this story.
Notes from the author:
This story was only inspired by CHARMED; you know the series which involves three witches AKA the power of three. But I have to say the only thing inspired from the series were their powers (which are not completely the same), there being three witches, a book of shadows (AKA a witch's diary) and the spells which they can just make up and it works and NO demons though maybe a few warlocks who try to steal their powers. Okay that's a lot but the Book of shadows doesn't really count and every witch who is a real witch can make up real working spells! Also these witches will NOT be as old as the ones from the CHARMED series, they will be as young as the WITCH group and their names will NOT be Paige, Phoebe, Piper, or Prudence Haliwell.
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PROLOGUE
The sisters' house
"CHRISTY!!!!!! WAKE UP!!!!" Claire screamed at the top of her lungs with excitement but Christy didn't budge.
"COME ON SIS WAKE UP IT'S THE FISRT DAY OF SCHOOL!!!" Claire shook her sister violently enough to wake her up.
Christy was now awake but still on her bed hoping her sister would just go away. "You see Claire, this is why I don't understand how we were born as twins or how you're the older twin, your like total sunshine and happiness and I'm just plain darkness and you are so immature!" Christy mumbled. "I mean who cares about the first day? If you love it so much why are you wasting your time with me?" She continued.
"Hey! I'm not immature! You're just not a morning person and you're being cranky! And today is important because we need to make a good impression; I mean it's a new school."
"Just leave me alone Claire! It's only 6a.m.!"
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Meanwhile in the room right down the corridor Carrie was already picking out her clothes, making her hair look absolutely perfect and preparing a nice hot bath to brighten her already beautiful skin. Of course that's just Carrie being Carrie. She was the most popular girl in her old school and was head cheerleader of her squad so basically perfect was all she cared about.
This morning might not have seemed different from any other morning when it was a first day but it was a day which would change these girls' lives forever.
END OF SUPPOSED-TO-BE-VERY-SHORT PROLOGUE
Oh right! I left out potions! But doesn't every witch make potions?
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