Heyo, if you didn't know I said I had a new story to write... WELL, it's your lucky day cause I didn't have anything to do and decided to write it. The story is a little sad, yes, it's not all Gwevin but trust me, it's mostly about romance and relationships and stuff. I do hope you enjoy this!
Oh and yes, Charmcaster's real name is Hope- I think. Cause, of that episode... Uhm, 'the enemy of my enemy'? If I'm not mistaken... The one where Charmcaster uses other people's soul to see her Dad, yeah.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
The white-headed girl cast a spell making her enemy fall with her, the platform they were standing on fell. The red-headed screamed in surprise while calling out her cousin's name, followed by her mate. "BEN, KEVIN!"
But the both of them were too occupied battling the giant rock monsters the white headed has created. "Gwen!" the red-headed heard them call but it was seconds too late cause the platform fell to oblivion; two of them remained and the rest of the world was blocked out- pitch black.
"Charmcaster," the red-headed sneered, "What have you done? What's your game?"
"Oh shut up, Gwen." the girl who had pretty violet eyes snapped back. "I need to concentrate."
Gwen was about to attack but then she couldn't feel herself; it was like she was paralyzed but still standing up. "Wha-" Charmcaster continued chanting her spell, her voice soft at first but then it grew louder and louder. Flashes of different shades of pink and purple were formed, then it grew into waves and the larger and larger; it was like a tsunami of pink magic. With one last howl of her spell, pink flooded everywhere and eventually turned white with a big flash. Gwen shut her eyes; the light was blinding them. What the heck is she doing?
After what seems like to be seconds, Charmcaster bolted up. She was lying on a bed. Her surroundings weren't familiar. She groaned slightly, she had used up all her energy but then came to her senses. "It worked!" she yelped, hopping onto the floor. "IT WORKED!"
She ran around the room, trying to look for a few things- Pictures, yes! She rummaged through some cupboards and found and album of pictures. Excitedly, she flipped them open and gasped a what she saw. There was a picture of her as a kid next to a brunet boy, his green eyes sparkling and two large birthday cakes stood before them. On the cakes written, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOPE AND BEN!" She couldn't believe this, she did it! After a year of research she got what she wanted- the life of that perfect little Gwendolyn Tennyson. Aha, she couldn't care what happened to Gwen right now. She was too happy. Suddenly, she froze, her brain was suddenly feeding her information, no, not information... Memories. Memories of her and Ben during that summer, getting accepted to a prep school, everything but they weren't so clear. Sure, all the main memories, she could remember, but all the smaller details, she couldn't catch any of them; she doesn't even know what Gwen's favourite colour was. Despite that, she felt so normal and perfect.
Just then, she heard a familiar ringing noise, was that? Her cellphone? She had a cellphone, more importantly, friends? Hope darted up from where she was kneeling down before and went towards to where the sound was coming from. She found a light pink cellphone and punched the receive button, didn't even bother to look at the caller ID.
"Hope?" a husky low voice said.
"Speaking." she replied; she had no idea who she has talking to. "What do you want?"
"What," the voice said in a very annoyed tone. "No 'hi', no nothing? Eh, whatever. Ben called me to go over to Mr. Smoothies. You wanna come along?"
"Uh, who's this?" Hope said, she knew it was a bad move but she didn't care.
"What is wrong with you, Hope? Don't you recognise your own boyfriend's voice?" Kevin said a little hurt, putting his hand onto his chest dramatically even though he knew no one could see.
Oh right, it's that Kevin boy. I almost forgot. "Right, Kevin. I don't know what's up with me today but sure, I'd love to come." She said and hung up before he could say something else. Hope let out a sigh in relieve and headed towards the door. She came down the stairs casually and heard her name being called out.
"Hope?"
She turned to the direction of where her name was being called to a responded with a simple 'yes?'. It was her mother, well, Gwen's mother. "Hope, can you help me write out these messages to your relatives? I want to invite them to a barbeque party in two weeks." her mother ordered, stepping out of the kitchen. "Just rewrite what I have written in the sample message and remember to not mess up the names." Her mother then handed her a stack of blank paper, envelopes and an expensive-looking black pen. Charmcaster stared at the pile of paper her mother had give to her. Is she serious? I have things to do too. This is too much.
"I want them posted by tomorrow. Thanks, honey." her mother pecked her on her cheek and then left. Hope couldn't be bothered with this when she heard a car honked outside her house. She chucked the stack of paper to the dining table and darted outside. Waiting for her was a sick green Camaro with two thick black lines going through the centre of it. It honked again, at least another five times. Hope ran over and got into the front seat.
"Took you long enough." remarked Kevin when she got in. Hope scratched the right side of her head and shrugged, "Sorry." Kevin looked at her in a weird way and examined her quietly with an eyebrow raised, "Sorry?" he chuckled. "You sure you're alright, Hope? That's a first from you." He shook his head slightly at her. "Move already." Hope complained, "I'm thirsty."
Kevin raised an eyebrow at her again, she wasn't like her normal self- Hope would never forget to put on her safety belt. That was like her thing- safety. "Uh, Hope. I'm not moving till you put on your safety belt."
Crap. She quickly buckled them on. "Oh, right." She cursed slightly under her breath, Being Gwen is so hard... Why is she such a goodie-goodie. It drives me insane.
The rest of the journey to Mr. Smoothies was awkwardly quiet. Kevin found this weird because wherever they went, Hope would definitely pick up a fight with him, no matter how stupid it was but he still enjoyed those bittersweet moments. But today, she felt so different and weird. Where was that girl he was so familiar with? She looked the same, yes, when they first met when he was eleven. Yeah, it's not hard forgetting someone who had white hair and purple eyes. And that connection they had before when they were together... Why isn't he feeling the vibes? Kevin mentally pushed the thought away from his head, Maybe she's just a little stressed?
Like it, hate it? Do tell me! I thought it was a pretty good idea. Gwen will appear soon I promise. c: Welp, like I said in my other stories... I will update them on Fridays. Today's the 21st June 2013... SO I'll be expecting to update this on 28th June 2013. See you then, PEACE, YO!
P.S: Do rate, review and stuff. I'd feel more motivated just like any other writer. Thanks!
