Chapter one: the engagement
"It's all been arranged!" I heard my father, Ciaran MacEwan say to my mother, Maeve Riordan-MacEwan, in his Scottish accent. My name is Morgan Riordan-MacEwan. He sounded really happy. Both my mother and father were witches by blood and so was I. They were very powerful witches and being their daughter I was more powerful. I came down from the stairs of our New York home. "What has been arranged, father?" I said in my American accent. Though both of my parents were Scottish. I was born in America and acted like I was pure American down to the last drop. "Your engagement, sweetheart!" my mother answered absolutely giddy. My mouth dropped open in astonishment. "M-m-my what?" I managed to stutter. " Your engagement to Cal Belltower." my father said. I felt my anger rush into me. "WHAT? How could you? That boy is an embarrassment to all of Wicca." I shouted. Cal Belltower was the son of Selene Belltower a powerful witch but not as powerful as me. She was a power hungry b-... witch and he was an immature boy. The only good thing about him were his golden eyes and olive- colored skin. As for brains, he was a bright as a brick. No, wait, that's an insult to the brick. "Well, guess what? Because of the Council's interference, you are going to live with him and Selene in Widow's Vale until further notice!" my father shouted. The council was this strict group of witches who made up a bunch of stupid rules. They had other witches named seekers whose job was to make sure no witch broke the rules. My father didn't like the council and they didn't like him. They believed he was evil because his family invented a spell called the dark wave that could destroy covens. I let out an aggravated scream and went up to my room. For some strange reason I felt tired, so I went to sleep. When I awoke, I realized my father had spelled me to sleep and had packed all of my things. I casted out my senses to see if he and my mother were home, so I could scream at them for spelling me to sleep and touching my stuff. They were and so was Selene and Cal. When I finally reached the bottom step, I fell to the floor. I was paralyzed. I couldn't believe it. My mother had an apologetic expression on her face. My father looked as though he had just won a major battle. I sent him a witch message of me screaming. He flinched; I was surprised I had caused him pain. Sorry, father I witch messaged to him. He nodded. He and Cal came over and picked me up. I glared at Cal. He stepped back. My father pushed him and they carried me to the car. After who knows how many hours, we finally arrived in Widow's Vale. We entered the house. It was huge. Cal took my bags upstairs, while Selene de-spelled me. She gave me a cup of tea and told me where my room was. I finished my tea and went up to the room. I wasn't surprised when I found out it was also Cal's bedroom. We were supposed share a bed together but I decided I'd rather sleep on the floor. The next day I woke up in Cal's bed. Cal was there watching me as I awoke. "Good morning, sleepy head" he said in sing-song (like he was singing it). "It was until I saw you next to me. Who moved me from the floor?" I said. "Uh, you did. Last night, you got fed up with the hard floor and said that if I touched you, you would make my worst nightmare come true. remember?" he said. I did. I just wanted to make sure he did. He looked at me sadly. "I was just joking." I said hoping I didn't hurt his feelings. Wait a minute. What was I thinking this was Cal. He flashed me a smile and offered me his hand to help me off the bed. Surprisingly, I took it. He led me downstairs to a breakfast for two. "Where's your mom?" I asked as he offered me a seat. "She had some business to attend to." He explained. " Um, Morgan?" I looked up." Since today is Saturday I was wondering, if you would like to go to my coven's circle?" "You have a coven?" I asked surprised. " Yea, it's called cirrus." he said. I answered him with a sure. That night I got ready and went with Cal to some girl's house. It turns out Cal had introduced them all to Wicca. None of them were blood witches. After the circle, I spoke with some of the members. There was this one kid named Robbie with the worst acne I had every seen. I went into the kitchen and made him a magik cream that would help make it go away. I don't know why I did it, but I felt sorry for the kid. When we, I mean, Cal and I got home his mother was furious. When we asked her why, she told us a seeker named Hunter Niall had come here. I didn't know who he was but I felt Cal get very angry.
"It's all been arranged!" I heard my father, Ciaran MacEwan say to my mother, Maeve Riordan-MacEwan, in his Scottish accent. My name is Morgan Riordan-MacEwan. He sounded really happy. Both my mother and father were witches by blood and so was I. They were very powerful witches and being their daughter I was more powerful. I came down from the stairs of our New York home. "What has been arranged, father?" I said in my American accent. Though both of my parents were Scottish. I was born in America and acted like I was pure American down to the last drop. "Your engagement, sweetheart!" my mother answered absolutely giddy. My mouth dropped open in astonishment. "M-m-my what?" I managed to stutter. " Your engagement to Cal Belltower." my father said. I felt my anger rush into me. "WHAT? How could you? That boy is an embarrassment to all of Wicca." I shouted. Cal Belltower was the son of Selene Belltower a powerful witch but not as powerful as me. She was a power hungry b-... witch and he was an immature boy. The only good thing about him were his golden eyes and olive- colored skin. As for brains, he was a bright as a brick. No, wait, that's an insult to the brick. "Well, guess what? Because of the Council's interference, you are going to live with him and Selene in Widow's Vale until further notice!" my father shouted. The council was this strict group of witches who made up a bunch of stupid rules. They had other witches named seekers whose job was to make sure no witch broke the rules. My father didn't like the council and they didn't like him. They believed he was evil because his family invented a spell called the dark wave that could destroy covens. I let out an aggravated scream and went up to my room. For some strange reason I felt tired, so I went to sleep. When I awoke, I realized my father had spelled me to sleep and had packed all of my things. I casted out my senses to see if he and my mother were home, so I could scream at them for spelling me to sleep and touching my stuff. They were and so was Selene and Cal. When I finally reached the bottom step, I fell to the floor. I was paralyzed. I couldn't believe it. My mother had an apologetic expression on her face. My father looked as though he had just won a major battle. I sent him a witch message of me screaming. He flinched; I was surprised I had caused him pain. Sorry, father I witch messaged to him. He nodded. He and Cal came over and picked me up. I glared at Cal. He stepped back. My father pushed him and they carried me to the car. After who knows how many hours, we finally arrived in Widow's Vale. We entered the house. It was huge. Cal took my bags upstairs, while Selene de-spelled me. She gave me a cup of tea and told me where my room was. I finished my tea and went up to the room. I wasn't surprised when I found out it was also Cal's bedroom. We were supposed share a bed together but I decided I'd rather sleep on the floor. The next day I woke up in Cal's bed. Cal was there watching me as I awoke. "Good morning, sleepy head" he said in sing-song (like he was singing it). "It was until I saw you next to me. Who moved me from the floor?" I said. "Uh, you did. Last night, you got fed up with the hard floor and said that if I touched you, you would make my worst nightmare come true. remember?" he said. I did. I just wanted to make sure he did. He looked at me sadly. "I was just joking." I said hoping I didn't hurt his feelings. Wait a minute. What was I thinking this was Cal. He flashed me a smile and offered me his hand to help me off the bed. Surprisingly, I took it. He led me downstairs to a breakfast for two. "Where's your mom?" I asked as he offered me a seat. "She had some business to attend to." He explained. " Um, Morgan?" I looked up." Since today is Saturday I was wondering, if you would like to go to my coven's circle?" "You have a coven?" I asked surprised. " Yea, it's called cirrus." he said. I answered him with a sure. That night I got ready and went with Cal to some girl's house. It turns out Cal had introduced them all to Wicca. None of them were blood witches. After the circle, I spoke with some of the members. There was this one kid named Robbie with the worst acne I had every seen. I went into the kitchen and made him a magik cream that would help make it go away. I don't know why I did it, but I felt sorry for the kid. When we, I mean, Cal and I got home his mother was furious. When we asked her why, she told us a seeker named Hunter Niall had come here. I didn't know who he was but I felt Cal get very angry.