Aside from being named after a cartoon character witch, it didn't seem as if my life could have been anymore normal than it already was.

So, I had dyed my hair a couple of times in odd colors as well as getting orange highlights once, even, but that didn't compare to anything of what my mother was going to tell me that afternoon. My hair was of a strange mix between a medium burgundy and sienna brown. I had my ears pierced in the same place about three times and my eyes were of the customary dark brown since I was of the Asian decent. Being Korean-American, or Asian-American, or whatever, I was always excepted to study as much as my brain could hold every night as well as giving up my social life to my academics. I wore the cutest and latest trends of clothes from specialty stores such as American Eagle and Hollister. I could be seen as a prep in some eyes, others, I was just a normal, wannabe white student geek in an American high school in Charlotte, North Carolina.

My name is Sally Park, and I'm not your average fifteen-year-old girl.

"Mom!", I called as soon as I dropped my book bag by the sofa in the living room as I came through by the garage. My dark-brown eyes did not see the perfectly clean living room, but a few suitcases by my feet. "Who's going somewhere?", I joked with a smile, knowing well that I didn't know anyone in my family that was going on vacation.

"You are," my mom answered in Korean, appearing from her bedroom once, only to go back inside, frustrating me just the same.

"What? Where am I going?", I asked, obviously puzzled at my mom's behavior.

"England," she said bluntly, her voice fading from her bedroom right next to me.

"Are you kidding me?", I gasped in amazement as she shook her head. After a few moments had elapsed, I asked, "What's the catch and why am I going? You never sent me although I have always wanted to go," I remarked, raising a brow slightly.

Looking up from a massive stack of paperwork, she simply replied, "You're a witch."

I blinked furiously a few times. 'I'm a what?', I thought in amazement, but then fury as she repeated, "You're a witch, Sally."

"Wait.. you must be joking," I said, laughing at my mom and her cruel joke.

She frowned as she stood up from her seat. "No, Sally, I'm not."

Okay, I know what you all are thinking. Oh goodness, you're a witch. Cool beans. Urm, no. It was more of a abnormality and the worst news that I had heard in my short-ranked life of fifteen years. It was a total disaster, my family should be lucky that I wasn't as chaotic as I could have been

"What?", I roared with fury that she hadn't told me earlier. She would have known, wouldn't she? "I've been a witch for all of this time and you haven't told me?"

I was now the crutch of modern-day society. I was now the loser-geek and the leader of the newer generation of the Salem witches. Not.

I was definitely mad at my mother, but I somehow knew that there just had to be a good reason as to why she had kept this a total secret from me. That's when she spoke the twenty-two words that changed my life even more when I thought that it was not possible.

"You're related to Cho Chang from the Harry Potter books, dear Sally. There is really a Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."