Sorry this took so long to update guys and sorry this chapter's so short I'll try and get the next one written soon.
There was a loud knock at the door. I flicked my finger widdershins in the direction of the sound system, turning the volume down. Nobody's supposed to be coming today. I quickly cast my senses, nobody I know. Not a witch either. I sighed and got up walking towards my door. I opened it to a small middle-aged man smiling on my doorstep in a snappy but horrible suit.
"What do you want?" I asked not even trying to be polite. If he had the nerve to come onto my property and disturb me then I see no reason why I should waist manners on him. I was above whatever it was he wanted. His smile only faltered slightly at my bluntness.
"Is your mum or dad home?" I stared at him blankly. Did I look like a five year old to him?
"I don't know," I said "Why don't you check round their house?" even though my parents never had a house together and even if they did I seriously doubt that my dead mother would be there.
"Oh then could I please speak to the owner of this property." He gestured to the mansion.
"That would be me." I said coldly. It was an easy thing to assume that a seventeen year old didn't own a mansion by her self but I loved the way he squirmed as he dug himself deeper and deeper into it.
"You?" he raised his eyebrows sceptically. He was boring me now. "Well I was-"
"Do you like toys?" I interrupted him turning my cold glare quickly to a innocent curious look. He blinked a few times.
"Erm, toys?" He gave me a look as if I was mad. I kept my innocent look convincingly but I would show him mad.
"You know what toy I've always liked?" I smiled in a false sweet way. "Bouncy balls" My smile lost it innocence and a ball of purple witch fire, a creation of my own, it burned brightly different shades of purple in my hand, beautiful but deadly. I playfully threw the ball in the air and caught it again. The man watched his eyes wide with fear and disbelief. I could sense waves of fear come of him flowing over me. I loved it.
"How did you… w-what is that?" I ignored his question.
"I wonder if this bounces." I smiled and threw the ball at him. He screamed in agony as the flames shot up his whole body consuming him painfully in beautiful bright purple flames. I sighed with a amusing look of disappointment "Doesn't bounce."
Normal people living there ignorant self-involved lived walked past obliviously. I had cast a quick spell to make sure they wouldn't see of course and it amused to watch them walk by as one of their own kind burned painfully to his death as and they just walked on talking on their mobile phones, minds miles away. I turned to go back into the house when a blue folder caught my eye. I picked it up, it had belonged to the man he was holding it when I came out. The flames only burn flesh. And rapidly with mo evidence that there ever was anyone there, not even ashes, I thought proudly. I read the contents of the folder quickly, double-glazing. He was trying to sell me double-glazing! The house is spelled, the last thing I need is double-glazing! I turned back into the house disposing of the folder by magick so it just disappeared into thin air.