OK, so let me just say I'm your average mischievous witch who's also a princess who found some bear dude in the forest who happens to be her boy best friend.

Let me explain.

So, I was given a bad rep by my twin sister who really hates me. Since everyone already loves her, she just tells all of her fans that she hates me and BOOM- everyone suddenly hates me, too. It's funny how mother and father would always blame me for the bad things she did when we were little. We're exact opposites, really. I like potions and black magic, and she likes helping people and acting innocent, getting on peoples' good sides.

Anyways, since my sister the Goddess hates me, I can't go out in public without getting vicious stares from the whole village. Even the young kids glare at me! If I ever need to get around, I hop onto my broom and soar through the forest nearby to avoid being seen. Otherwise, I would get thrown in prison- or worse, someone would try to kill me and I would live forever with whatever pain they decided to give me.

Of course, I had that little fan boy who brought me stuff, Jack, but he already went for some apparently nicer and prettier girl named Celia. I never truly liked him, but I liked the perks of having a fan boy.

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It was a warm summer's night, completely silent with the exception of a few crickets and the sound of an owl fluttering above. I was out in the forest, my footsteps not even making a sound as I glided through it. I had been here millions of times in my life. I knew it like the back of my hand. The forest was a place I often escaped to for peace, or even just to think.

Out of nowhere, I heard a noise. It was a mix of a growl and a whimper, like a dying creature. I slowly walked around to the other side of a tree, finding a bear cub torn and bloody. It scrambled around on the ground, trying to escape from me after I stepped on its tail to hold it in place. Bear eyes are one of the most difficult ingredients to get for a potion, so I obviously was not letting this one get away.

After I brought the runt to my house, I was feeling particularly tired and even a bit lazy. I threw him into a cage, locked him up, cast the spell of silence so I would not hear him, and I drifted off to sleep.

However, when I woke up, a young boy had taken the place of the baby bear in the cage.

He told me his name was Daniel, and I've known him ever since I found him. He can transform into a bear whenever he wishes, but he automatically turns into a bear when he gets angry and he turns into a human whenever he wakes up. When he goes through the transformation, his clothes tear. The little brat was so embarrassed that he started crying when I woke up and looked at him. I really don't care for kids at all, because even if they look cute, they're really annoying. However, I was once a kid and I knew how embarrassing it was for him to be nude in front of a female stranger. I decided to clothe him and take care of him.

He told me his story. He had nowhere to go- no family, no friends, no life.

Even someone like me couldn't resist a face like his, so I decided to keep him and care for him for the rest of my life. So far, he grew up to be handsome! I couldn't tell him that, though. He probably thought of me more as a mom or a sister than as a girlfriend. Oh, well. We would just have to be friends for now. Not that I had time to worry about love anyways- I still needed to conquer the Goddess. Boys would wait.

Now, he's fifteen years old, almost sixteen. I'm 8494 years old, but I appear to look the same age as him. I figured out how to make a portal, and so I made one on the side of my room leading to a cave for Daniel to sleep in. It's very convenient because it does not take up any space at all, and he can come and go as he pleases. Only a certain incantation may open the portal, but I have taught him plenty of magic. He even looks like a creature born from magic, anyways, because I suppose he is for being half-bear. His green eyes always look around rapidly, as he has ADHD, and his hair is light brown and silver. His hair is long, but not girly, and it sticks out in some odd angles. His whole body is covered in longer hair than most males his age, because sometimes a few animal characteristics stick with him.

He also has long, yellow nails, which I have to clip in his sleep for my potions.

Here I am looking in a scrapbook with Daniel right now, who is sitting beside me warming me with his body heat. I wonder if it is because he likes me back, but then I scoff and roll my eyes. I don't have time for boys.

"Hey, there's that picture of us in the cave! Remember, Witchie? Remember-"

"I TOLD you not to call me Witchie about a million times, Daniel!"

"You exaggerate too much."

"Hey, what are you two wuvbirds doin'?" Yacht asked. Leave it to Yacht to make the air in the room awkward. Daniel let go of me right away.

"I-I don't like her!" he said, blushing.

"Yes you do, Danny," Yacht said in his stupid, drawling voice. "Just tell her how you feel, Danny, it's very simple."

"She knows that she and I are best friends."

"She and I…" Yacht sighed. "Oh, how fabulous that sounds!"

"Shut up, Yacht, or I'll send you back to my sister." Yacht's expression grew dark by my comment and he began to sob.

"Wow, Witchie, you're making everybody cry today!"

"Shut up, Danny!"

"Waah!" he faked, imitating Yacht. Yacht crossed his arms and sniffed up some oozing boogers. The reason he was so sad was because I found out that my sister, the Harvest Goddess, mistreated all of her sprites, and I rescued him from her clutches. Yacht was one of the fishing sprites, and I stole him when nobody was looking. He is terrified of my sister, and I shouldn't have threatened him like that. That was even a little over the top for me. My sister was disgusting. She only ever thought of herself.

"Sorry, Yacht. I'm not going to send you back to my sister."

Yacht did his mischievous little smirk. He learned from the best, did he not?

"Well… in that case…" Oh, crap.Daniel and I smacked our foreheads. We had been through this procedure about a million times. This time, I am not exaggerating. Even Daniel can back me up for that. Now would be considered a million and one. I added that to the tally.

"Danny and Witchie sittin' in a tree,

K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

First comes love

Then comes marriage,

Here comes the baby in the baby carriage!"

I am going to damn him to hell when he dies. Being a witch, I am allowed to do these things.

"Bye you two wuvbirds! I gotta go visit my fellow sprite buddies! I'll see you later!"

"Don't let her catch you visiting your friends! Be careful!" Daniel called out, projecting his voice because of his lack of energy to actually walk over to Yacht and speak normally. Yacht was going to open the door, but it was much too heavy for him. I opened the door, smiled down at him, and sweetly waved good-bye. As soon as the door closed, I turned to Daniel.

"FINALLY HE'S GONE!" we both yelled, laughing. That little booger sure can be bothersome.

Edited because the last version was from two years ago. It was terrible, oh my god, I'm crying. It was so OOC and, and, and I just can't even take it. I'm going to cry. *sigh* Review m'lovelies~