Wow, I haven't worked on this in ages. This was one of my fics back when I had a different name. I am going to revise it but i wanted to post it anyway. and tell me how you like it or don't as the case my be.

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Prologue: Parting Ways

Fifteen year old Annie Whiting sat on her bed, with her arms crossed over her chest, in fierce retaliation of her mother's words. Her dark eyes almost black, blazed in silent fury. Her tousled short, curly, black hair and trashed robes made it look like she'd gone right through a cyclone. She stared at her mother, who stood leering over her in attempt to make her slim figure larger.

"Annie Cass Whiting, I don't want to hear anymore of this! Now get packing!"

Lyla Whiting spun on her heals and raged out the door. Annie got quickly to her feet and slammed the door as loud as she could. As she walked to her bathroom, she made sure she made enough noise so her mother could hear her.

It wasn't fair at all, just as she was finally getting settled, for the thirteenth time, they were moving. Her mother had decided that the job she had applied for in London was a better opportunity than her teaching job in Quataxa, the middle of the Brazilian Jungle. Annie was convinced her mother didn't care about her one bit. They had been living here for three years, she went to Mirasta, a school of witchcraft and wizardry, and she had friends. But most of all she had a boyfriend, a great boyfriend, and she fit. The first place she had ever fit in, she was leaving, and according to her mother for good. She had tried reasoning with her mother, about staying with a friend for the rest of school, she had just two years left. Her mother didn't listen. Said they had to stay together as a family. No wonder father left. Annie looked at herself in the mirror, her face was ragged with fury but she had no tears for it. She was never one for tears. Her pale face was slightly flushed but no more than after a run. She sent a brush through her ebony hair, and then she shook her head, letting the ringlets of black fall into place. Digging in her makeup bag she pulled out her compact, black eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow and black lipstick. She powered her face, making it look paler than usual and then since she didn't have the tears to shed for this, she drew them in below her left eye with black eyeliner and on the side of her right, she put a star. Then she proceeded to put as much eyeliner, eyeshadow and mascara on her eyes, as possible. Last she ran the black lipstick methodically over her lips. She looked totally gothic. Her mother hated it. All the more to do it. Annie turned to her room, she wasn't about to start and pack. If she wants it done, she can do it. Annie exchanged her robes for a black shirt with long frilly sleeves and black flare jeans with G-O-T-H written on the butt. Grabbing her wand and her black leather jacket, she popped the lock on the window with her hands(her mother had put a spell on it so she couldn't get out), opened it, and jumped out. Making sure she closed it afterwards, she ran for the basketball courts.

The overcast sky above the Brazilian rainforest made everything look a little darker., and Annie just blended in with it. She got to the courts in no time. She leaned up against the chain link fence watching the game. But most off all, her boyfriend Toni Coran.

Andres turned towards her and winked.

"Hey Jesus, (pronounced Hay-Zeus), look who showed up. It's the witch with a b, some like to call your girlfriend."

"Fuck off, Andres." Annie seethed, she was in no mood to deal with his wisecracks.

"Shut up Andres! Just cause you don't have one, doesn't mean you should berate mine." The dark blond, Toni, passed the ball extra hard to him and ran over to Annie.

"Darling, what are you doing here? I thought you were still having that fight with your mom? We could even here it from here." Toni tried to mask the worried look in his blue eyes, but this had been the worst fight they had ever gotten into.

Annie just dismissed the fact, putting an arm around him.

"She can be a real bitch sometimes."

"Yeah...What's with the moronic look? You know you can tell me anything darling, what is the punishment this time? " Toni wanted to get to bottom of this.

"Yeah, I know sweetie but...I...I...I am leaving this time." Annie bit her bottom lip.

"What! She'd sending you away, but she cant.!" Toni exclaimed, trying to meet her eyes.

"We are both going...London! Toni, don't look at me that way. I can't reason with her at all. So we are leaving tonight. On the seven o'clock train." Annie spat out.

"Oh...I see. So you are finally leaving this place." Toni said flatly.

Annie's only response was to kiss him, it felt like the last kiss of their existence to Annie. She hated everything, if only her mother would be reasonable.

"I never forget you," she whispered into her ear.

"Never stop dancing, promise me that," he smiled a little.

"And you never stop having fun...," she added smiling back.

He hugged her so tight, her lungs almost gave out on her.

"I better go." she turned to go.

Running so as she wouldn't cry, she heard his voice once more, and laughed at it.

"Never stop being a bitch, or I might have to kill you!"