Greetings pups! I am not dead! (Not physically anyway). I'm sorry for not uploading I got a commission to spray paint some buildings so yeah. But worry not! I have chapters typed up and ready for proof reading. I will not give up on this story. I still don't have an ending so we'll see what kind of ending we get after sucking down paint fumes for two hours. Also, thanks for the dope reviews! Because of one I am uploading this chapter early.
Boscha strolled into the building, rubbing her neck. She didn't pay any mind to the students running in terror from her. Opening her locker she stiffened. In her locker laid her jacket. The same jacket she gave Willow last night. A small smile made its way onto her face.
Maybe she's not so bad. The witch thought.
Amity pulled into the parking lot of the school. She raised a brow when her check engine light came on. "Hey Luz, does Eda get car parts at all?"
Luz mindlessly fiddled with her bag strap. "I think so? Eda has a bunch of scraps though. Why?"
Amity turned off the engine and drummed her fingers on the wheel. She sucked her teeth running a mental checklist of what could be wrong with her baby. "Sexy Susie might need a check up. Susie is...unique, she needs special parts."
Luz hummed in understanding. "I never had a car but maybe Eda got some parts from the human world without knowing."
Amity was suddenly on Luz's side. Her hand on the Latina's thigh as she bent down to look at something. Luz blushed and stayed still. The witch inspected a small hose that connected to a dial. She tapped it but it didn't move. Confirming her suspicions, it was dry.
She straighted up, her hand still on a toned thigh. Luz let out a soft whimper causing Amity to look at her in curiosity. She grinned and slowly started rubbing her hand in small circles. The witch licked her lips seeing Luz's defined jaw clench.
"Um Ami, we're at school." Luz's voice cracked with nerves. She tried desperately to keep from getting aroused but the witch's hand left a tingling trail.
Amity smirked. "Aw come on babe, no one is going to see us. Just real quick?"
Luz gulped. Her girlfriend was killing her. She shook her head and grabbed the witch's smaller hand. "No Ami, I said no more mini Luz for you."
Amity groaned. "Aw okay fine. But I want your jacket. Can't have witches thinking you're single."
Luz laughed shakily, still trying to recover and get her thoughts straight. She cleared her throat and said "Deal. Are you always horny?"
Amity quirked a brow. "Uh duh, my girlfriend is fucking amazing so of course I'm always horny. Speaking of which hang on."
Amity stretched over to open the glove box. Pushing the box of condoms to the side to grasp a tube of lipstick. She carefully applied it and turned to Luz, who looked at her in confusion.
Amity smiled and firmly grabbed Luz's shirt and pulled her close. The witch tilted her head and placed a hot kiss to the latina's slender neck, causing Luz to suck in a breath. The witch pulled back beaming with pride. "There, much better."
Luz flipped the visor down to look in the mirror. She didn't know wether to huff or giggle. There on her neck, along the bunch of hickies, was an imprint of bright red lips. She shook her head slightly. "Really?"
"Yes, now come on. School is about to start." Amity turned and got out of the car, her girlfriend following close behind.
Amity pouted until she got Luz to sacrifice her jacket. The witch smiled and gently nuzzled the material. Luz shifted uncomfortably. "I feel like I'm naked.."
Amity stared at her with a knowing look. Luz rolled her eyes and gently flicked the shorter girl's forehead. "No, down girl."
The punk yelped and rubbed her forehead. Luz laughed and ran inside before her girlfriend could hit her. Amity growled before tearing off after the smirking brunette.
They met up with Willow and Gus. The illusionist nursing a headache. They exchanged greetings. Luz launched into her excitement for her magic classes, muttering about how the abominations teacher seemed to have it out for her.
Amity only half listened. Bright yellow eyes were searching for bright pink. Her fingers fiddled with the gem on her necklace, the one she never took off. Ears stood straight when she caught sight of Boscha.
The witch was hunched over staring into her locker. Amity's fidgeting increased tenfold. Sober Boscha was way different from Drunk Boscha. She preened her hair and picked at the skin around her nails. Trying to work up the courage to walk over. The witch jumped when she felt a large hand on the small of her back.
"Hey.." Luz whispered. "Just got for it."
Amity smiled and pressed a quick peck on Luz's cheek before jogging up to Boscha. She slowed once she got close. The pink witch either didn't hear her walk up or was ignoring her. Amity thumped her hand against her leg, hoping it was the first option.
"Hey Boscha." Amity said. She had no idea what to say. What do you even say to your old ex girlfriend/ best friend that only did horrible things because her mom was a piece of poorly packaged horse shit?
Boscha jumped in surprise. She was so lost in her own head staring at her jacket. The witch turned to face the punk, tapping the toe of her shoe against the floor. "Oh Hey Amity."
Amity opened her mouth to speak, her voice cracking. "Do you remember anything from last night?"
Boscha was silent for a few moments before nodding her head. A small tight lipped smile worked its way onto her face. "Yeah I remember a lot actually. Willow, you and Luz."
Amity sighed in relief. "Okay, just making sure. I feel horrible for fighting you and blaming you for everything your mother had you do. I'm sorry."
Boscha's smile turned into a genuine wide smile. Tension bleeding from her muscles. "Do you think we can start over?"
Amity beamed and nodded enthusiastically. "Yes I would like tha-"
The punk was interrupted by a low growl. Her ears flapped in confusion as Boscha blushed heavily. The pink witch cleared her throat. "Sorry, I'm hungry. Mother.. well, you know."
Amity frowned, not liking what that could mean. She searched her pockets and took out the large granola bar Luz had given her. Holding it out as a peace offering. "Here. Take this."
Boscha took the bar with a beaming smile. The granola bar not just something she could eat but also a symbol of peace or the option to start over.
Grey eyes moved to look behind the short punk, seeing Willow, Gus and Luz staring at them expectantly. After everything that she had done, the bullying and name calling. Did she really deserve to be accepted by them? uncertainty crawled up her spine.
"Um, thanks Amity. We can start over but I don't think I'm ready to face them yet." Her voice lowered, trying to avoid bringing attention to herself.
"Oh okay. Well, when you're ready our table is always open." Amity tried to hide her disappointment by forcing a smile. With one last limp wave Amity turned and made her way back to the group.
Boscha watched her leave and slowly turned back to her locker. Reaching out for her dried and washed jacket. The witch held it and took a small sniff, her ears flapping when she recognized that familiar scent. One she remembered crying into.
Suddenly over come with determination, Boscha turned to call for Amity but the bell let out a long screech, signaling class was about to start. Students trudged their way to class, some tired, some nursing headaches from last night. Boscha shook her head and put on her jacket, hoping it would send some sort of message to the plant witch.
Luz and Amity shared abominations early in the morning. Something Luz on the fence about. On one hand she can spend time with her girlfriend but on the other the teacher was always cranky.
They found a desk at the very back of the classroom. Luz plopped down into the seat next to the window while Amity sat in the aisle seat. The punk leaning her head on her hand.
The professor showed up after students filled up the classroom. He launched into the proper way to prepare the abomination goop for the best results. Amity dutifully took notes, pausing every now and then to draw a rough diagram. Luz tried to take notes but was distracted by the witch next to her.
Luz's shirt was a bit big on the witch, the collar slipping down exposing more of a pale slender collarbone. The marks on her neck shown proudly. Luz felt a small sense of pride begin to build in her chest. She did that. Amity was hers.
"Alright class, please form groups and pick a pot for your abominations. Follow the notes on the board to make the perfect abomination mixture." The professor gruffly stated. He tapped the board with his ruler impatiently.
Students groaned at the thought of forming groups, most just stayed with their seat mates. The few brave ones moved to sit with the person of their choosing.
"I'll get the pot." Amity muttered before sliding off the seat and walking to the front of the classroom.
Luz leaned back to relax. The front of the classroom was packed full of students, it would be some time before Amity would come back with the pot. A girl with long, flowing brown hair plopped down Amity's seat.
"Hey beautiful." She said, reaching over to place her hand over the latina's. She wore a red top with dark blue jeans, her pointed ears were peirced.
"Uh." Luz recoiled slightly, bringing her hand closer to her body. She suddenly felt uncomfortable and trapped. Her eyes frantically searched for a wild mane of green but could not see past the wall of students.
Unphased the girl scooted the chair closer, placing her hand on Luz's forearm. "Are you doing anything after school? We could go get some food together."
Luz gulped. Turning her head away to expose the lipstick on her neck. "I have a girlfriend."
"I don't see her." The girl stated before smirking.
Luz nearly jumped out of her skin when the large abomination pot and wagon was noisily set down. She sighed in relief when she saw Amity standing there with crossed arms.
"Turn around." Amity growled at the girl. Said girl whirred around in shock, her eyes widened in surprise. The punk broke into a sickly sweet smile. "Now you see her."
"Amity! I am so sorry I had no idea you were dating the human!" The girl could not get out of the seat fast enough. She stood rigid infront of the punk, sweating nervously.
"Leave." A deep growl escaped Amity's throat. Unlike anything Luz had heard before. It was deep, possessive and dangerous. It made the human shiver. Wether it was arousal or fear she did not know.
The girl looked like a cornered rabbit, she bolted towards the desks in the front. She sat down at the farthest seat trying to put distance between her and the murderous green haired witch.
Amity sneered for a minute, her sharp white teeth on display. Finally, she puffed out her chest and sat down in the abandoned seat. Luz sighed in relief.
"Thanks Ami-" She was cut off when Amity roughly grabbed the front of her shirt and pulled her into a hard kiss. A soft tongue made its way into her mouth leaving her stunned and slightly turned on.
Amity dominated Luz's mouth. Flicking her tongue and sucking on the Latina's tongue. Just as quick as it started it ended. The punk pushed Luz away making the girl whine.
"You are mine." Amity purred. A pink tongue darting out to lick her lips.
Luz nodded dumbly. Her cock jumping slightly, suddenly glad she had the thought of tucking her member up into her waistband today. Blushing, she frantically started getting things ready for the assignment.
They worked in unison, dropping things into the pot and stirring as directed. The class period went by relatively quick, students getting into the flow of things. Luz was adding the eyeballs when she got distracted by Amity once again.
The witch leaning over the edge of the pot. Ensuring the mixture was at the correct consistency. The shirt hung loosely allowing Luz to catch a glimpse inside at a hint of cleavage. The Latina fumbled the eyes, thoughts filled with memories of those same breasts.
Eyes hit mixture with a splash. The dark purple liquid started to gargle and bubble. Amity watched in horror as a large air bubble the size of a grudby ball grow in the middle.
The bubble burst sending purple goo flying and splattering onto the floor. It rose and started to boiled over the edge of the pot.
"Shit!" Amity exclaimed. Trying to look for her notes.
Luz panicked and started throwing the rest of the ingredients into the mixture. That was the final straw, the goo erupted like a volcano. Stray drops of goo flew everywhere. Students screeched trying to get away. One boy wasn't fast enough, a thick glop of purple attached itself to his head.
The barrage of goo finally ended. Dark purple sludge slowly dripped from the windows, papers were stuck together. The brunette who was flirting with Luz earlier mourned the loss of her red shirt, now stained purple.
The teacher growled softly as sludge slowly dripped down his face. "What is the meaning of this!?" He shouted. His nostrils flared as he panted with barely contained anger. He glared at Luz who was trying to hide behind Amity, her height working against her.
Amity's hackles rose when she seen the professor glare her at beloved. How dare he try and make this whole thing her fault. "I'm sorry sir . It was my fault, I added the eyes to quickly for it to take." Her voice was threatening, the inklings of a growl bleeding into her words.
The professor huffed his glare still focused on a cowering Luz. "You two will stay behind and clean this mess up as punishment. That is final." With one last pointed look at the professor grumbled to the students to leave and to get cleaned up before leaving, shutting the door behind him.
Students groaned and began collecting their supplies, a few mumbling choice words under their breath as they exited the classroom. Once the door closed behind the last student. Amity ran a hand through her hair trying to figure out what happened.
"Luz what happened?" She asked. Her demeanor changed from hostile to quiet curiosity She observed how Luz suddenly became shy, poking her index fingers together.
"I'm sorry Amity, I got distracted and I messed up the whole assignment." She replied. Nervous energy buzzed in her limbs. The Latina went from poking her index fingers together to tapping the toe of her shoe against the floor. Her eyes roaming the room, refusing the meet the green-haired witch's gaze.
Amity's ears folded downwards in worry. "Luz, don't beat yourself up. It's okay, as long as no one was hurt. That bitch who flirted with you deserved it though." She crossed the space in a few quick steps and enveloped the taller girl in a hug. "As long as you weren't hurt."
Luz returned the hug. A sigh escaped her lips as she nuzzled into the wild mane of green. The wild nervous energy that buzzed in her nerves disappeared.
After a moment of silence Amity pulled back from the hug. She quirked a brow and asked. "What distracted you anyway?"
