A/N Thank the Powers the Be. They stopped the whole Connor/Cordy thing
before it started, and yes, screaming is a Texas Girl Thing.
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"Amanda" Tomorrow called out as she opened the door to Amanda's attic bedroom. "You can definitely tell a Wicca lives here. I wonder where she is, Emily going to be upset if we miss our hair appointment because of her. Hey, the spell book, Connor and I found in the warehouse. Max must have given it to her. 'A Spell for Mind Control.' Oh Boy." Tomorrow said worriedly while she dialed Aunt Willow's number on her cell phone. "Hey Aunt Willow, I need you to do a spell for someone."
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"Faith, I need to go to prom." Max said trying to get up from his bed.
"Said the boy with the gapping chest wound." Faith retorted.
"I don't have a chest wound."
"Keep trying to get out of bed and you will. Look I know you wanted to go, but you're still weak and I don't think it's a good idea."
Suddenly, Max's eyes flashed red, "But I need to apologize to Amanda."
"You see know I know you have a concussion."
"Please, it's important."
"Fine, I guess with the Summers and the Angels chaperoning it will be the safest place in town tonight, but you have to promise to be careful and I' m dropping you off. I don't want you walking alone at night for awhile."
"Absolutely, Thanks Faith."
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"Hey Connor," Cordy said coming into his room. "We're leaving for the Summers at six so that Tomorrow has time to set up with the band, be ready okay."
"Sure mom"
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"You did what?" Amanda squealed as she and Tomorrow where driving to pick up Emily for the hair appointment.
"I told Aunt Willow to do a love spell on Max for you. You could have told me how bad it was getting. It's okay to be hurt and angry and we've all planned revenge, but it's been my experience it always goes better with a third party acting out the revenge. I don't want hurting Max on your conscience. Besides Max, so deserves this for everything he's done to Connor. Speaking of which, he and his parents are picking me up around six so let's hurry. I can't wait for prom, and now we'll both have dates."
"So why do I suddenly feel incredibly guilty?"
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"Amanda" Tomorrow called out as she opened the door to Amanda's attic bedroom. "You can definitely tell a Wicca lives here. I wonder where she is, Emily going to be upset if we miss our hair appointment because of her. Hey, the spell book, Connor and I found in the warehouse. Max must have given it to her. 'A Spell for Mind Control.' Oh Boy." Tomorrow said worriedly while she dialed Aunt Willow's number on her cell phone. "Hey Aunt Willow, I need you to do a spell for someone."
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"Faith, I need to go to prom." Max said trying to get up from his bed.
"Said the boy with the gapping chest wound." Faith retorted.
"I don't have a chest wound."
"Keep trying to get out of bed and you will. Look I know you wanted to go, but you're still weak and I don't think it's a good idea."
Suddenly, Max's eyes flashed red, "But I need to apologize to Amanda."
"You see know I know you have a concussion."
"Please, it's important."
"Fine, I guess with the Summers and the Angels chaperoning it will be the safest place in town tonight, but you have to promise to be careful and I' m dropping you off. I don't want you walking alone at night for awhile."
"Absolutely, Thanks Faith."
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"Hey Connor," Cordy said coming into his room. "We're leaving for the Summers at six so that Tomorrow has time to set up with the band, be ready okay."
"Sure mom"
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"You did what?" Amanda squealed as she and Tomorrow where driving to pick up Emily for the hair appointment.
"I told Aunt Willow to do a love spell on Max for you. You could have told me how bad it was getting. It's okay to be hurt and angry and we've all planned revenge, but it's been my experience it always goes better with a third party acting out the revenge. I don't want hurting Max on your conscience. Besides Max, so deserves this for everything he's done to Connor. Speaking of which, he and his parents are picking me up around six so let's hurry. I can't wait for prom, and now we'll both have dates."
"So why do I suddenly feel incredibly guilty?"