"I don't care who's a werewolf and who's a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too." – Bella Swan; Eclipse pg. 143
It was a cold October night and the full moon was out and shining brighter as ever. Angela Weber was walking home from staying late at a book store, reading quietly and quickly as ever. She was looking up some research for a project for collage and happened to get sidetracked on an interesting book that was on the fiction shelf. She just 'happened' to look at the book and instantly get sucked into it (not literally, mind you). Ok, truth be told, she was procrastinating on her project and was looking through the fiction books, looking for something she hadn't read.
Anyway, back to present-time. So, she was walking down the street, late at night holding three books in her hands. One was for her project while the other two were just-for-reading. She was walking under a tree when a certain black cat popped out of nowhere.
Now, Angela wasn't superstitious, but she just didn't like black cats all too well. They were cute and adorable, but she didn't really like to pet them. Angela loved cats but just not black ones. But she was greatly amused by them. Normally Angela cared for people and animals, but not for black cats.
Normally, black cats like to walk in front of people and the person thinks they are cursed. And this little one liked to see the reaction on people's faces. But not with Angela. Instead of Angela being afraid of the cat, the cat was afraid of Angela.
It watched her with its yellow eyes and its tail was swooshing back and forth, back and forth. Angela stopped in her tracks and stared at the cat that was by the tree. Her red scarf blew in the wind. She stared straight into that cats eyes and the wind picked up speed. Leaves started circling around Angela's feet.
The cat soon got scared and hissed at Angela and ran away. Angela smirked and soon chuckled and kept walking.
"Stupid black cat, don't mess with me. And certainly don't mess with me since I'm a witch," Angela whispered lowly, too low for a human to hear. But not too low for a vampire to hear…
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This was just a little thing of Angela and that line from Eclipse inspired me! She's a little out of character if you ask me, but I covered that up with her just not liking black cats! This was just an idea so I don't mean for it to be good. Well, I do but not, like, GASP-able. Reviews please! I would love to hear what you think about this!