"WITCH! WITCH! GET OUT!" Nash's voice rang out through the house. The door was swung open, and Amanda Lockheart was shoved out. She tripped over the steps, face-planting onto the concrete.

"OW! NOSE! UGH!" she sat up, holding her nose, blood seeping through her fingers. "Ow. Okay. Ow!"

"OOF!" Jess Lockheart flew out of the door, landing on top of Amanda.

"Again, OW!" Amanda yelled beneath Jess.

"Sorry," Jess said, rolling off her 'sister'.

"I think my nose is broken," Amanda muttered in a nasal-y voice. She moved her hands from her face, revealing her nose, dripping blood onto her top lip.

"Ouch," Jess winced.

"WHY AREN'T YOU GONE YET, WITCHES?!" Nash screamed, poking her head through the door.

"WE AREN'T WITCHES!" Jess screamed.

"I'M CALLING 911!" Nash yelled, slamming to door shut. You could hear her muffled screams: "WHERE THE HELL IS THE DAMN PHONE?!"

"We better go!" Amanda said worriedly. She stood up and helped her sister up.

Amanda sprinted down the driveway of the Nash House. She turned and started running down the sidewalk, her sneakers slapping the ground loudly. She stopped suddenly and turned around. Jess was at the end of Nash's driveway, lifting up a fairly large stone.

"We are not WITCHES!" when she screamed the last word, she chucked the rock towards the house. It smashed through the window. Nash screamed.

"That's our cue!" Jess said, grabbing Amanda's arm and running.

Amanda fell to her knees, panting. "I think...we are ...far enough...now..." she gasped. Jess nodded, her fists clenching and unclenching, like she was ready to punch something.

"This is all your fault," she mumbled.

"What? I can't hear you?" Amanda looked up at Jess.

"This is all your fault!" Jess said, louder this time, glaring daggers at Amanda. "You just HAD to go and push Jeannie, didn't you?!"

No, Amanda Lockheart did not push her room-mate, Jeannie Pucket. She pushed her room-mate, Jeannie Pucket. As in, levitated her and slammed her against the wall.

"She was getting annoying!" Amanda defended herself.

"Doesn't mean you had to reveal our secret!" Jess yelled.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" Amanda's voice rose.

"OH REALLY?!"

"YEAH!"

"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! YOU CAN'T CONTROL YOUR FEELINGS AND THIS TIME IT COST US EVERYTHING!"

"YOU HATE THE NASH HOUSE AS MUCH AS I DO, JESS!"

"BUT NOW WE HAVE NO WHERE TO LIVE! THE NASH HOUSE IS BETTER THAN LIVING ON THE STREET LIKE A COUPLE OF WILD ANIMALS!"

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!"

"WELL, ME NEITHER!"

"YOU KNOW, IF YOU ARE GOING TO GET THIS UPSET OVER AN ACCIDENT-"

"I KNOW IT'S AN ACCIDENT! BUT THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT OKAY!"

"LET ME TALK, JESS! IF YOU ARE GOING TO GET ALL WORKED UP OVER THIS, THEN JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"GLADLY!"

"FINE!"

"FINE!" Jess yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks. They quieted down when they realized they were screaming. The glared at each other for what felt like forever.

"F-Fine." Jess spun around and stomped away. Amanda watched her until she left sight.

"Jess... don't go..." she whispered/whimpered.

"Jess..."

Sorry for the shortness. I wanted to keep it suspenseful.

It may be really bad so far, but trust me, it gets WAY better.

Abby out.

PEACE!

BOOM!

*disappeared into a giant cloud of smoke, leaving only a plate of pancakes in my place*