Found I rented a room at a hotel and while I was laying there on my bed, I was thinking about how I would carry out this mission. I would have to find a way to be introduced to Morgan. But how? I guess I'll just have to ask around and see if anyone knows where I can find her. I went into on of the drawers in the dresser in my room. I pulled out a phone book and opened it to Wiccan Stores. The only store under it was called Practical Magick. I knew that was where I would begin my search. The next morning, I got an early start over to Practical Magick. When I walked in, the scent of lavender and vanilla that filled the air tickled my senses and woke me up. I walked over to the counter. There was a rather stout woman behind it. She looked up at me and smiled as I walked towards her. "Excuse me," I said. "Yes dear, How can I help you? Are you looking for anything in particular?" "Umm.. No actually," I said to her. "I was actually wondering if you knew anything about a girl named Morgan Rowlands." She gave me a skeptical look so I hastily added "I've just heard so much about her and I knew that she lived in Widow's Vale and I was hoping to meet her. I just don't know where to find her." "Well dear, I don't know where she lives or anything like that, but she does come in here often so I'll tell her that umm--" she gestured for me to tell her my name. "Genevieve. Genevieve Jameson," I said. "I'll tell her that Genevieve Jameson wanted to meet her." She smiled at me. "If you don't mind me asking, what have you heard about her?" "Oh my, I heard that she is the most powerful witch we've seen in along while," I said in false amazement. "Oh yes. She is quite incredible." "Umm.I should get going though, Thank you for your help," I said to her. "Your welcome, Genevieve. By the way, my name is Alyce if you happen to need me for anything." "Thank you Alyce," I said, walking out the door. I looked back at Alyce to wave good-bye when I ran into something and fell backwords. I must have been unconscious because when I awoke there were three people standing around me. One of them was Alyce and there was another girl but I couldn't take my eyes off of the beautiful face staring down at me. He had blond hair the color of the sunlight and green eyes that were as clear as the ocean. I was just looking up at him with this amazed look on my face and suddenly I heard Alyce's voice muffled in my ear. "Genevieve?" she said. "Are you alright?" I blinked and came back to my senses. I sat up, "What happened?" I managed to say, as I rubbed my head. "I'm terribly sorry. You ran into me in the doorway. I hope you're alright," said the beautiful boy. His English accent sent shivers down my spine. "Oh, yes," I said. "I'll be fine. I'm sorry. I'm a little clumsy sometimes," I said. "Oh," he said. "I can tell," He added with a laugh. His smile was breathtaking. I was entranced by his gaze when I heard Alyce's voice again. "Genevieve, if you're alright, I'd like to introduce you to someone." She helped me stand up and I looked at the girl who stood next to the beautiful boy. "This is Morgan Rowlands," she said. I was almost in shock, but I managed to say "Hi," then I remembered Ciaran and my senses fully came back to me. "I've been so anxious to meet you! I've heard so much about you. My name is Genevieve. I've been sent here--I mean--I'm here because I wanted to meet you. I can relate to a lot of the things that you went through so I was wondering if--well--if maybe we could talk or something?" "Oh sure," she said, sort of hesitant. "And who's this?" I said pointing to the boy with the hair the color of wheat on a sunny day. "This is Hunter Niall," Morgan said. His name was ringing in my ears until she added, "My boyfriend." My heart nearly broke in two right then.

I had a look on my face as if I had just been slapped across my cheek. They were both staring at me and I knew I had to say something, but all I could manage to say was, "oh." I stood there with that hurt look on my face for about a minute or so and then I shook it off and said "Nice to meet you," and I smiled at him. He shook my hand and it was as if the whole universe had stopped around us. His hand on mine felt so good, so right. I needed to have him. I needed to know if he felt the same about me. Then Morgan said, "Well, if you want to get together, we could do something tomorrow. I don't think I'm going to be busy really." "Ok," I said, "Umm--I'm staying at a hotel, so can I have your number?" and his? I added silently. "Oh sure." She pulled out a piece of paper and wrote seven digits on it. "I should go though," I said. "Umm--Nice meeting you Morgan, Hunter," I said as I walked back words toward the door. "Umm--Bye," I said and when I got outside I took a deep cleansing breath and started walking to my car. You're so stupid! I thought to myself. Once I got over the humiliation of me running into Hunter and falling back words unconscious, the only thought s in my head were of him. His eyes just seemed to see right through me. His voice was still ringing in my ears. His accent was amazing. His hair was gorgeous. He was perfect. And of course, he was the boyfriend of the girl I was supposed to spy on. Great, I thought to myself, as I got into my car. But at least I found her. And I would be getting together with her tomorrow. Maybe she'll bring him with, I thought to myself, and a shiver ran down my spine. Why was he affecting me like this? I've never felt this way about a guy. And of course it had to be this guy. Morgan Rowlands' boyfriend. Of course. I have such bad luck. But maybe, just maybe, something could happen between us. I mean--If this was affecting me this much..It had to be affecting him too right?