"I need the perfect potion." I muttered as I searched through all the ingredients. What could help me with what I needed? I was in the attic, by the book of shadows, trying to determine whether what I was doing was truly smart or not.
I knew it wasn't but what other choice did I have? "Chris!" My mother called up the stairs causing me to jump and drop several potion bottles. "Shoot!" She had to have heard the breaking of glass.
"Chris? What was that?" She'd be up here any minute now and I didn't have much time. "Uh…nothing mom. Don't worry about it. Kids will be kids right?"
"I'm coming up there." "No, I'll be fine. Don't worry yourself gray headed." "Chris! I'm. Coming. Up. There." He knew better than to argue with his mother.
He frowned at the mess of potion ingredients. His brow furrowed as they started to mix together and smoke a little. "That can't be good." He whispered.
"What can't be good?" His mother asked sternly as she stormed into the room. Chris quickly stepped over the puddle and quickly strode to his mother. "I was just muttering to myself. I brought my potions book up here and now I don't have a clue as to where I put it."
"Is that why you're up here?" I shook my head quickly. This was easily turning into a good alibi for me. "Then what was that glass breaking." "I was looking over there and accidently knocked something over." I smiled sheepishly.
"I swept it up though. Sorry mom." "Well…as long as you took care of it…" "I did." She nodded. "Dinner will be ready in a few. Get cleaned up."
"Ok." I waited until her footsteps reached the bottom floor before going back to investigate the mixture of spilled potions. It was still smoking and had turned a clear color. "That's weird…" "Chris? What are you doing?" I jumped up.
"Uh nothing…still looking for my lost potions book." My brother raised a suspicious eyebrow at me. "It's in your room." "Oh…is it? Well c'mon then. Dinner's almost ready and time a wastin'." I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him down the stairs.
I'd deal with that potion later. As dinner went on, and time passed, I slowly forgot about the weird potion upstairs. "Where are you going?" I asked my brother. He was dressed in his best pair of jeans and his favorite polo shirt.
"I have a date with Charlie." I smirked. "Oh do you, now?" He ruffled my hair. "Shut up squirt." As I watched him leave I realized I'd never seen my brother this happy with anyone.
At least he and Charlie finally admitted they liked each other after growing up together. Charlie was the daughter of Christy, aunt Billie's sister. No one had even known she existed until after Christy's passing. Aunt Billie felt obligated to raise her niece as her own and teach her to be good unlike her mother.
Charlie and Wyatt were as inseparable as Wyatt and his half Manticore best friend. I wished I had a best friend like that. One who knew my magical secrets and all. My other friends and I were slowly drifting apart because of all my unexplained absences and I hated it. Sometimes I wish I was normal. Sometimes.
"Movie?" My mother asked as she came in with several DVD's in her hands. I smiled brightly.
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"How was your date with Charlie?" I teased my brother after he walked in…the NEXT morning. "That's classified information." "Yeah I'm sure." I said with an exaggerated eye roll. He was 19 so he could do whatever he wanted and I defiantly didn't need to know the details.
I was only 15 after all. I was still new to the whole girls and dating thing. "How are you and Bianca?" He teased back. I rolled my eyes again.
"She's way too old for me Wyatt. She baby sat me." "And you seemed to like her very much." He teased. "Who doesn't like their babysitter?" I snapped. "I don't like her like that! I don't like any girl like that!"
"That'll change soon." "Don't remind me." I grumbled. "I have to get ready for school." Wyatt stated as he rushed up the stairs.
He was in college, with his undetermined major, and couldn't be late. "You'll be fine home alone right?" He asked as he orbed down stairs 30 minutes later. I nodded. "I always am. Now, get out of here."
He chuckled and ruffled my hair once again before leaving. I decided now was the perfect time to do something about that potion I needed. My eyes widened as I remembered the spilt ingredients right as a loud explosion from upstairs occurred. "CRAP!"
I raced upstairs as fast as my legs would allow. In my panic I seemed to forget I could orb. My eyes widened as I saw the shiny, glowing, circular area where the spilt potion had once been. Was this the effect? Because it was pretty cool.
My brows furrowed when I felt a weird tugging feeling pulling me towards the…portal? Wind suddenly and very quickly rushed all around the room. Things went flying left and right in a whirl wind. Some were sucked away to land wherever the mysterious portal went.
I quickly grabbed the book of shadows before I could lose it too. Mom was gonna kill me when she noticed grams precious valuables missing. Not to mention I'd die because THERE WAS A PORTAL IN THE ATTIC AND IT WAS SUCKING EVERYTHING IN! But doesn't that include…me?
I dropped the book as my feet slid out from under me and I was slowly dragged towards the portal. Oh, this was so not good! I clawed at the floor but nothing was working. I couldn't get a good grip.
If that thing sucked me in I was done for. I wouldn't even know where I ended up! It could be anywhere! And when my family found me gone…could my life be any more complicated? Why didn't I just leave my issues alone and handle it like a normal person?
I couldn't even remember why I needed the right potion! "Wyatt! Wyatt! I need help! Wyatt!"I continuously called.
If I found out he was blocking me just listen to some dumb lecture I'm gonna kill him. "WYATT!" I called in one last desperate attempt for freedom. But it was too late.
"AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as I fell through white nothing. I crossed my arms over my face as I fell for what felt like forever. This felt like a bad movie. It felt like this all the time though for my family and I.
After all, witches are considered something you only see in the movies. Sooner than later I landed with a hard thud on the even harder earth. I groaned miserably. I lifted my face up, spit the grass out, and then scanned my surroundings.
I was in a park, in some city, and I had no clue where that was. This just keeps getting better and better. "Where the hell did you just come from?" My head swiveled to the side to see a very shocked human teenager gaping at the sight of me. I mentally cursed myself. I had probably just exposed magic! This was SO not my day!
~Chapter End~
