Atticus anticipated the day the magic mirror would show up in Magic School, but as he waited, Sabrina was having the worst day of her life so far. She had overslept by accident because her alarm clock, she was in a very tacky and ugly outfit, and she couldn't meet Maritza in the library as promised because of class.

"Yikes." Atticus said.

"What are you wearing?" Cherry asked Sabrina.

"It was the best I could with a clothes changing spell, my alarm clock fell asleep." Sabrina said.

"Why didn't you use a normal alarm clock?" Mo asked.

"That was the first one I found before I went to bed last night after working on my volcano." Sabrina pouted.

"Well, at least today can't get any worse." Patch smiled sheepishly as he was in his human form.


They went to Magic School then while Sabrina looked incredibly guilty. Cassandra, of course, was the first one in class as she waited in her seat as the others came into the classroom.

"We are so sorry we're late, Mr. Snipe." Patch said.

"That's quite alright." Mr. Snipe replied and urged them to sit down.

"Nice outfit, who put you together, a clown?" Cassandra smirked at Sabrina's choice in clothing.

"Now is not the time for fashion statements, Cassandra." Mo glared.

"Dressed in a hurry, can I go change?" Sabrina winced.

"You know the rules, Sabrina, no unnecessary magic in school." Mr. Snipe scolded.

"But Mr. Snipe!" Sabrina yelped.

"No exceptions," Mr. Snipe ignored her requests. "Especially with something little like fashion. Now, if I could have everyone's full attention, we have a special guest speaker today. Allow me to introduce you to... Magic Mirror!" he then took down a tarp to reveal a mirror standing in front of them with a face inside of it.

"Ooh." Atticus, Cherry, Mo, Sabrina, Cassandra, and Patch said in awe.

"Yes, yes, I get that all the time," the mirror replied with a smug smirk. "I can't go anywhere anymore. 'Tell me this, tell me that, who am I gonna marry?' Blah, blah, blah...'

"I can see why that would get annoying." Atticus said.

"You can ask him any questions you wish." Mr. Snipe told his students.

"Did you know Napoleon?" Mo asked the magic mirror.

"Oh, now that's a good one." the mirror replied, about to tell them a story about Napoleon and Waterloo.

They began to listen to the whole story, very interested.

"So, I told Napoleon to reconsider Waterloo, and you know where that got me?" the mirror went on as he drew the story to a close. "Locked in a trunk for 100 years before my genius was discovered again!"

Cherry raised her hand.

"Yes, you have a question?" the mirror asked the perky goth.

"Um, could you tell me who I'm gonna marry?" Cherry asked.

"No, next question." the mirror ignored her.

Atticus raised his hand next.

"Yes, you, the strong boy." The mirror said to the strong wiccan boy.

"During the occupation of-" Atticus started his question.

"Wait a minute..." the magic mirror stopped him right there. "You're that Wiccan, aren't you?"

"Erm, yes, sir," Atticus replied. "Have you met a Wiccan before?"

"Yes, I have including that evil one that turned into a witch," The mirror said. "But you are a one of a kind wiccan, including your strength."

"Heh..." Atticus shrugged. "It's a living, I guess..."

"And I've heard you're a half-witch," the mirror then looked to Sabrina. "That, I've never met before. Is it one half verses the other? Left side witch, right side mortal or top half witch, bottom half mortal?"

"Oh, please," Cassnadra scoffed at no attention on her. "Do we really have to put up with this, I mean, Sabrina's a half-witch, Atticus is a Wiccan, and I'm a full one. You should be asking me questions."

"You're a full one alright," the mirror smirked. "I just don't know what you're filled with."

This caused Atticus, Mo, Patch, and even Cherry to laugh with the magic mirror.

"Mr. Snipe!" Cassandra whined.

Mr. Snipe looked nervous, but he turned away and laughed himself with the magic mirror.


After class...

"That had to be the coolest guest speaker ever." Cherry said.

"You can say that again." Atticus smiled, nearly forgetting about his father becoming Wiccan King.

"Yeah, sure," Cassandra seemed more sour than usual. "He wouldn't know greatness if he saw it!"

"Cass, why are you so mad?" Mo asked.

"'Cuz he like totally insulted me!" Cassandra replied firmly before accidentally running into Maritza around the lockers which made a mess come out onto her top.

"Sorry!" Maritza yelped, it really was an accident.

"You don't have to apologize, Maritza, Cassandra here should have been looking where she was going." Atticus said.

"No, this is her fault!" Cassandra glared. "This top is sooo expensive, because it was designed by somebody really, really, really famous!" she then sharply pointed to the Hispanic girl. "You're such a nobody!"

"Oh, great, that just tops my day," Maritza glared back as she looked really hurt on the inside. "First I fail my science project and then I get insulted by someone who's not looking where they're going because they're talking to my former best friend for life!" she then threw down her volcano and ran off, very angry and hurt.

"Sabrina, did you forget that you and her were supposed to do a science project?" Patch asked.

"That's mostly what I was worried about today, I better go talk with her." Sabrina said softly, then ran off to catch up with her best friend.

"I'm glad you guys don't fight." Patch said to Cherry and Atticus.

Cherry and Atticus smiled nervously and anxiously to that.

"Wait, did you two get into a fight once?" Cassandra asked wickedly.

"Not that it's any of your business, but yes," Cherry replied. "It was at Spooky Island though, no big deal though, we were fighting about something stupid, nothing important."

"Yeah." Atticus nodded.

"What was it?" Cassnadra asked.

"Nothing!" Cherry glared back. "I don't wanna talk about it, okay?"

"It was about a boy she met..." Atticus started.

"I just said I don't wanna talk about it!" Cherry glared at him slightly. "Butt out of my personal demands!"

"Okay, okay." Atticus said.

"I hate it when you meddle like that sometimes..." Cherry crossed her arms.

Sabrina ran to have a word with Cassandra as it seemed like she wasn't going to be friends with Maritza anymore, but Cassandra insisted that Maritza was to blame for her messy shirt.


Cassandra then seemed to be on her way back to Magic Class, Atticus suspected something and decided to go with her.

"There he goes again," Cherry sighed at Atticus getting involved. "Why are we even friends if you're just gonna abandon me to investigate like some detective?!"

"He must be suspecting that Cassandra's going to do something." Patch said.

"Yeah, yeah..." Cherry rolled her eyes. "Sometimes i wonder what it'd be like if we never became friends, would anything really be different?"

"Ah, Cherry, don't be like that..." Mo pouted. "Atticus cares about you, just think of how miserable your life might be if you hadn't become his friend."

Cherry shrugged and merely walked off as she mumbled about Atticus ditching her all the time.


Cassandra came into the classroom and whisked the tarp off the magic mirror as she started to talk to it. It seemed as though Sabrina had the same idea as she showed up with Atticus at the same time to the door.

"We want you to apologize to her!" Sabrina glared at Cassandra.

"Making lots of friends I see?" the magic mirror smirked. "Before you got to class, she was telling me that you both really aren't a half-witch or a Wiccan! More of a nano-witch and a wannabe... She has more magic in her pinkie than you two have in your whole bodies!"

"What?!" Atticus glared, stomping his right foot on the floor, causing the room to shake and the floor to start cracking.

"You're horrible!" Sabrina glared to Cassandra as she started to make a magic spell. "'Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, Set Cassandra up for a fall'!"

Cassandra yelped as she shook backwards and fell into the magic mirror.

"Cassandra!" Sabrina and Atticus did not anticipate that.

Atticus held onto Sabrina's waist as the blonde witchling took Cassandra's hand and suddenly, the three were sent through the magic mirror and going through a portal into an alternate dimension.

"Whoa!" Atticus yelped.