Phoebe
This goes with Unknown. The sisters aren't sisters and they barely know each other. Read Unknown so it'll be easier. Um, this is the separate Phoebe part. This is the last part of the Unknown stuff. There'll probably be around five or six chapters with these separate parts. So, anyway, this is Phoebe.
Phoebe sat at the counter. No one had been in the book store for an hour now and the heavy perfume of the place was getting to her.
Ms. Mizzerworth wouldn't be in for the rest of the day, so she had absolutely no one to talk to. She sighed then remembered her laptop.
She smiled and took it from her bag. In a few minutes she got online and waited.
No body was online. She still had no one to talk to. She decided to write an email.
Dear You,
How have things been? Things with me have been...interesting. I met up with Piper a little while ago. She needed some help with a cat...or should I say girl? I don't know. It's all very confusing. I've just got nothing to do anymore. When I got this job I thought it'd help with my other...job. The whole witch thing. I figured that a shop full of books on magic would be useful, but it hasn't been so far. The whole vanquishing thing has been going good. I can do it all on my own...I don't need the book store! Do you have any idea how frustrating that is? And the other day I almost levitated in front of Ms. Mizzerworth! That would have been a disaster. This whole witch thing is cramping my style...it's so horrible it's making me talk in 50's speak...and it's making me invent words like 50's speak. I really think I need a vacation. Oh yeah, I could just see Leo letting me go on vacation. Yeah right! Running into Piper was nice...I'll admit that. Of course, I met her because of magic. What is up with this witch stuff? It's really just, so-so-so unexplainable. I don't know. I'm a witch with an un-witch life...kinda. I don't even think that makes sense.
Phoebe read over her email and deleted it.
"Yeah, like I'd ever actually send it." She muttered to herself and signed off.
It was going to be another boring day at the book store.
This goes with Unknown. The sisters aren't sisters and they barely know each other. Read Unknown so it'll be easier. Um, this is the separate Phoebe part. This is the last part of the Unknown stuff. There'll probably be around five or six chapters with these separate parts. So, anyway, this is Phoebe.
Phoebe sat at the counter. No one had been in the book store for an hour now and the heavy perfume of the place was getting to her.
Ms. Mizzerworth wouldn't be in for the rest of the day, so she had absolutely no one to talk to. She sighed then remembered her laptop.
She smiled and took it from her bag. In a few minutes she got online and waited.
No body was online. She still had no one to talk to. She decided to write an email.
Dear You,
How have things been? Things with me have been...interesting. I met up with Piper a little while ago. She needed some help with a cat...or should I say girl? I don't know. It's all very confusing. I've just got nothing to do anymore. When I got this job I thought it'd help with my other...job. The whole witch thing. I figured that a shop full of books on magic would be useful, but it hasn't been so far. The whole vanquishing thing has been going good. I can do it all on my own...I don't need the book store! Do you have any idea how frustrating that is? And the other day I almost levitated in front of Ms. Mizzerworth! That would have been a disaster. This whole witch thing is cramping my style...it's so horrible it's making me talk in 50's speak...and it's making me invent words like 50's speak. I really think I need a vacation. Oh yeah, I could just see Leo letting me go on vacation. Yeah right! Running into Piper was nice...I'll admit that. Of course, I met her because of magic. What is up with this witch stuff? It's really just, so-so-so unexplainable. I don't know. I'm a witch with an un-witch life...kinda. I don't even think that makes sense.
Phoebe read over her email and deleted it.
"Yeah, like I'd ever actually send it." She muttered to herself and signed off.
It was going to be another boring day at the book store.