Thank you, my reviewers for reviewing the last chapter! Hope you enjoy this one, I had fun writing it.
Destiny's POV
Sun's golden wires struck my eyes through the open window, forcing me to get up and greet the new day. Taking the cell phone from under my pillow - all sleepy and tousle-haired - I found my way to the kitchen. Sitting at the soft, red couch, I stretched my arms and yawned. Checking the time on my cell phone, I discovered it was nine am - way too early for me since I usually get up at around eleven and twelve.
"No good morning, no nothing?" O squinted my eyes, trying to find the person whose voice addressed me - even though I knew perfectly fine it was my mother, I wanted to see where she was. And then I found her by the stove, cooking some kind of orange puddle called lunch by her.
I rolled my eyes and forced myself to communicate with her. I had to look at the bright side - if I communicate now, she won't bother me anymore. At least I thought so. The two of us always argued about something, it being school, dating, boys, friends, internet, Facebook didn't really matter to her - she just wanted to argue. And I argued back. It's not as I'd let someone fuck with me, her being my mom doesn't change anything.
"Isn't it a bit late? You should've been up hours ago!" Mom pointed a that-was-not-like-this-when-I-was-your-age look at me, making me roll my eyes once again. Man, was she a pain in the ass! Her preaching stopped bothering me a long time ago, but it still annoyed me. How a woman can be annoying, that's incredible!
"Actually, it is early", I said with a dose of arrogance in my voice.
Mom just rolled her eyes. "What that computer does to you… If you ask me, those shouldn't be produced anymore."
"Well, no one asks you", I said, "And if someone does, we'd still live in the middle age."
"Your father went to work this morning at five!" mom quickly changed the subject. She always does that when she has no other arguments and when is proven to be wrong - that's the similarity between her and May's mom. "You could learn something from him."
"He's a fisherman! Of course he goes to work that early!"
"Whatever!"
"What're you cookin'?" I asked, trying to make the tension go away.
Mom just sighed. "Beans. And yes, I know you dislike it, but deal with it. I don't care."
I sighed as well. Mom cooked beans trice a week even though I told her - even begged her - to cook something I like for a change. I always had to go to the bakery to buy myself something else to eat - like hamburger, pizza or something like that - and that junk food didn't really help me to lose weight, something I wanted with all my heart.
Looking at that reddish sauce got me thinking - what would happen if I cooked it up for a bit? Would it hurt? Or just itch? I mean, with a clench of my fingers that sauce could be overcooked in a second. I've always wanted to do something like that to my mom, to make her feel my pain. I guess now was the right time for my intentions to become true.
Putting my right hand down onto my leg, I clenched my fingers; balling them into a fist, making the sauce become hotter and hotter every second. Reaching its peak, the sauce suddenly exploded all over the stove and clean, white walls - but more importantly, a part of I ended up on my mom's shirt. She screamed in shock - or was it pain due to the small skin irritation - and went over to the sink to wash up.
While she was head over heels in panic, I couldn't keep the smile away from my face. For some unknown reason, the event I caused was hilarious to me, even though a normal person would probably cry if they did something like this - a normal person wouldn't even do something like this. But I guess I'm not a normal person so it's allowed to me, isn't it?
Melissa's POV
"Come on, Misty! You're in there for half an hour already! There won't be any hot water left for me!" I screamed as I slammed my fist hard against the bathroom door. I mean, what the hell was Misty's problem, anyway? Why did she always have to use all the hot water for her little shower and leave none for me? I'd never do that to her - well, not on purpose. She obviously thought only about herself and no one else. Maybe I should become just like her to show her how it feels to be a victim of a sister bulling.
"Be patient, Melissa! Gee, you're such a granny!" Misty counterattacked. I heard her boosting her usage of hot water just to annoy me. "Now I won't even leave you any when you're like that!"
I rolled my eyes, trying to think of a way to make Misty leave the bathroom. What was I supposed to do to make her get out and leave me alone? I tried to think of something on her level so we can be even, but what was it?
Then it came to me. I know, I'm a genius. I smirked, gently leaning my hand against the door. If she won't come out the easy way, then I'll make her go the hard way.
Suddenly I heard her screaming and in an instant she left the bathroom covered with nothing more than a towel tied around her body. While going out, she gave me a scared and confused look, after which she ran away. What the hell was wrong with her?
As soon as she was gone, I burst into laughter. I cannot believe how easy that was. And all I had to do was raise my hand. I approached the bathtub and saw lots of little ice cubes. I guess that's when bigger kids go to the level of small kids. And it feels so good. I actually like to have this power - it's good to always be able to cool the things down.
May's POV
Sitting at the kitchen table, I yawned and stretched my arms wide. I slowly got up and went to take the glass due to that terrible thirstiness that bugs me every morning. I barely reached for a glass and somehow managed to make it stay in my hand without falling down and breaking into thousands of pieces. Yes, I admit it, I was a lazy person - I still am - but I was also not a morning person. That morning it was only 9 am - way too early for me since I usually get up at around one or noon. What can I do? I wanna spend my summer holidays properly - and I went to sleep at 4 am so you can quite imagine how I was like. If there was no my dad's snoring, I would've slept longer, but ever since he took the summer break from work, I never got much sleep. Why did men have to snore so loud anyway?
I couldn't stand it be standing up so I returned to the table and sat down on the chair to rest. I put the glass on the table and buried my head into my hands. Man was I tired! But soon I'll go to my therapy - meaning long morning swim - and feel at least a bit better.
But I was still thirsty and there was no way of going over to the sink - it was five meters away from me, it's too far! So I thought of an easy way to get myself water.
I looked around myself to make sure there's no one in the kitchen - mom went to her friends' and dad was still sleeping - and then pointed my look to the sink. I held my hand up and waved my hand, making a small amount of - in a form of a water ball - water come out the faucet and floated it over to myself. I carefully shaped the ball into a rectangle and placed it into my glass. Luckily, I filled the whole glass and there was no extra water to throw. I smiled, proud of myself. I was getting better and better at this as the days went by.
"Remind me again why are you awake this early?" I looked up and saw my dad - wearing shorts - approaching the bar and put some milk and cereal into a small bowl. Great! Why did he have to wake up now? He could've waited till I was gone for my swim.
"I didn't sleep", I explained, trying to hold back the anger I felt. It was his fault after all! "I couldn't. I'm a bit sleepy now, but I'll manage."
"At least now you know how I feel when I work nights. But now that I'm on a vacation everything's fine." Yup, all he ever did was complain how he mostly worked nights and had little sleep. Well it's not my fault he decided to be a policeman! He picked it himself.
"Don't remind me." I sighed. I liked it when he worked because we always argue when he's at home. And by always I mean literally always. Even on holidays.
"Don't complain later of how tired you are", dad said.
I gave him a death glare. "When do I ever complain? You're the one who complains all the time! And I can't sleep because of your snoring!"
"It's not my fault I snore!"
"Well, it's not mine either! Why don't you go to your doctors' and get yourself one of those machines that stand next to the bed and stop snoring! Oh, yeah! You don't even know who your doctor is!"
"Where do I get the money for that?"
"And where do you get money for cigarettes?"
"That's all I've got!" I rolled my eyes at this statement. Mom and dad always used to buy cigarettes and then complained of how they don't have money. Although I was already used to it, I always argued with them about it. Sometimes arguing was fun - add my power involved - and at that moment it was just about to become fun.
I glanced at the milk in the cereal bowl dad was eating and smirked. Come on, May, you can do it. Just do your hand movement. Nice and slow. Easy, be relaxed. Nothing's gonna go wrong. I waved my hand, making the milk explode all over my father. Her began to swear and curse out loud, making me laugh so hard my stomach began to hurt.
"Just you laugh", dad muttered as he went to take care of the mess.
"Oh, I so will", I replied.
Misty's POV
Ever since I was little, I always had this doubt that something about Melissa is out of the ordinary. She never hung out with me, played with me with Barbies or helped me with my schoolwork - even though I was a better student than she'll ever be. She was always by herself and her notebooks, writing something down - it think it was a diary. I've never seen any of those diaries - even though I searched pretty hard, they were nowhere to be found.
When we moved here, for the first time in her life Melissa found herself friends and began to completely ignore me to hang out with them. She wrote a bit less diary and hung out more with May and Destiny. I've met those girls and they seemed pretty nice - too nice to be around someone like Melissa. But those girls, they… They seemed weird too, like Melissa. There was just something about them that made me think they were not as ordinary as one would expect.
And now that this shower accident happened - the shower water turned into ice cubes - I decided to investigate a bit around Melissa's room while she's taking a bath. I somehow had a suspicion that she was guilty for this since this kind of accidents used to happen a lot lately - my tongue is often frozen, I always slip around the house since there is always some ice on the floor, the drinks and water balloons I take with myself to play with my friends are mostly frozen and many other things like this.
You might laugh at this statement, but deep down in my mind I had this weird thought about Misty - but not about her, but about May and Destiny as well. I always thought there was something magical about them and that they are friends because there is this bond that binds them together - they're witches! Although all these strange events made me think that, I still needed proof for my beliefs. And the only way to get to that proof was to investigate Melissa's room and try to find something out of ordinary.
I opened the big door and tip-toed into my sister's room, before quietly closing the door. I knew I didn't have much time, so I had to be fast. But I also had no idea what I was looking for. A drawing? Pictures? Videotapes? Or maybe… Maybe a diary! I see Melissa with some black notebook of hers every day. Maybe that's it. But where would she be hiding it? Where would be a good place for something that has to be hidden at all matters?
I checked all the closets and cupboards, desk drawers and all available places and found nothing. Man, that girl was good with hiding things! But I had to find a way to outsmart her. So let's see; if you were easily annoyed and grumpy teenager, where would you hide your things? Somewhere around your bed.
That's it! Why haven't I thought of this earlier? The bed was a logical option. I immediately looked under it and found only a ton of weird things, lots of dust and spider web probably centuries old - I guess this is how Melissa cleans her room. I should try it somehow.
After looking under the bed, I went to the upper part. I checked the sheets and the blanket and - finally - under a pillow and bingo! Under the pillow laid a big, hard edged, black notebook with a golden colored drawing of a Charmed tv show's symbol on its front side.
Making everything look as it looked before I touched anything, I put the notebook under my T-shirt and left the room as fast as I could. I couldn't wait to read the notebook's content - it had to be something top secret since Melissa tried hard to hide it. Well, I guess I'll see what it's all about pretty soon.
-H2O-
I locked the door behind me and laid on my bed, doing my best to relax and read Melissa's diary on peace. I carefully opened the notebook and saw the big title 'The Power of Three'. Must be how the three of them call themselves. Wait, what's this about the power. And just as I saw that title, I turned to the next page and began reading.
"The sun rose up highly in the sky; its golden rays shimmering on the ocean's surface. The air seemed hot and for some reason it smelled like a hot chocolate and mint put together. Three girls sat alone in the beach and observed the ocean; smiling and laughing at the jokes the youngest one - Chloe - was telling.
Chloe was the comedian of the three; she liked to joke around and have fun. Her whole life contained fun, fun and nothing else but fun. Her shoulder-length dark brown hair went perfectly with her bronze tan and oval-shaped face - it often made her friend, Luciana, jealous of her.
''Let's go back home, I don't feel right about this trip'', the oldest girl - Erica - suggested. Erica was also the most responsible one in the threesome. She always thought before actually doing something and so far doing things that way's been nothing but helpful to her. Her hair was the same color as the one of Chloe, but was for a few inches longer. She was tall - the tallest of the three - and her skin was as pale as milk.
Luciana - the shortest and the girl in' the middle' - as always disagreed with Erica. The two of them were different in all possible ways; Luciana was into supernatural, Erica was not, Luciana liked to swim, Erica was scared of the water, Luciana believed in magic, Erica thought it was stupid. And now that they were camping on this abandoned island - named Ooha'oma by the people in Hawaii - Luciana saw it as a great chance for an adventure, while Erica saw it only as a waste of time. She only agreed to come because Luciana and Chloe were going and she didn't want to be alone for the weekend."
Wait, a camping trip? Weren't Melissa, May and Destiny camping at Ooha'oma a bit more than a month ago? And these girls sound awfully a lot like them. There was something suspicious about this story and I think I really was a diary - Melissa probably just changed the names so if someone sees it doesn't relate it to her and the girls.
Reading farther, I noticed many funny scenes - scenes that are pretty realistic to happen to the girls. But when I came to an end of chapter one - called 'Enchanted', by the way - and went to read a new chapter - 'Powered' - I shocked as I read the part that seemed so familiar that was definitely nothing but real.
"Luciana entered the kitchen and noticed her younger sister Kylie playing with something in her hand. And that something wasn't just Kylie's ordinary toy, but Luciana's new, fashionable dress. But her so loved dress was now ruined - Kylie used it as a paper and drew and colored many things on it.
'You fricking brat!' Luciana shrieked as she grabbed the dress out of Kylie's hands. "Look what you did, you little bitch!"
But at her comment Kylie did nothing but smile evilly - she finally reached her final goal of the day, which was to ruin something of her sister's. But Luciana was not letting this go without consequences. She raised her hand - about to slap Kylie hard - when suddenly Kylie's body completely stopped as if it was frozen in time. Luciana glared first at her sister, then at her hand and smiled.
I knew magic was real, she spoke to herself and smiled in awe, proud of herself for what she did. So that glowing thing yesterday - it was the power that came into her!
Still smiling, she went to her room to get her makeup. Kylie was gonna pay for what she did and the best way to do that was to make her look like a clown and show the photo to all of her friends. Yeah, that'll teach her a lesson for sure!
I remember this event. It was about a week after Melissa returned from camping. I remember ruining Melissa's new dress and her slapping me and somehow finding my ugly makeuped pictures all over the street. I don't even remember myself falling asleep that afternoon or Melissa putting makeup on me - if she did that in a normal way, she would've woke me up since I'm easily awaken. She must've used her powers. I knew it, she was a witch!
Melissa's POV
"So, we're going for that swim, right?" Destiny asked. The girls and I gathered in my bedroom, sitting nervously in front of the computer and watching funny YouTube videos.
"Sure, let's go!" I said happily; after the incident with Misty, I wanted to get away from the house for a bit, especially after that look Misty gave me. Destiny and I got up from our chairs, while May kept sitting down and going through my drawers in search for some old magazines. "You comin', May?"
"Such a babe!" May let out a sigh of joy. She observed something in one of my old Teen numbers.
Destiny and I approached her to see what's all this about. We noticed her looking at the poster of a teenage model; he was thin, muscular and seemed pretty tall. His big smile was probably one of the prettiest smiles I've ever seen and his bronze skin and dirty blonde hair... I can't even describe you how hot he looked. I think even Destiny liked him - I'm saying this since she had a totally different taste in guys from May and me.
"I'll put this above my bed", I said and grabbed the magazine out of May's hand and ripped the poster out. I put it above my big, white bed and - pretending that it's glued there - I smiled. "Fits pretty well, don't you think?"
The girls nodded and smiled.
"So how's your book going?" May asked, making Destiny roll her eyes.
I sighed. "I'm already at the chapter thirty and I called it 'Spells and Lies'. It's about the bad witch Laurie casting a spell to make Russ fall in love with her and cheat Chloe with her so Chloe dumps him and Luciana and Erica have to find a reason Russ' acting weird."
"Awesome!" May shrieked, while Destiny rolled her eyes once again.
"That's just not interesting. And I don't get it; why did I have to be in that story?" Destiny said.
"Because you have the power to heat things", I replied, "And in the story your power is to blow things up. It's logical that you have to be there."
"Fine, fine, whatever", Destiny muttered.
"I liked the thing you made me do last time", May laughed. In my last chapter I made her make fun of that evil witch - Laurie - with her powers, so she did lots of crazy stuff. Just like real May would do.
"Yeah. I still can't stop laughing at when you telekinetically moved her chair when she was about to sit. She fell so hard on her ass", I laughed, but tried to cover it not to alarm Destiny and make her feel endangered.
"My favorite part was when you 'froze' your parents and sister just so you can sneak out of the house and help Des and me humiliate Laurie at her performance."
"I think that was when I blew up Laurie's microphone." Destiny rolled her eyes. "I would never usually do that."
"Yes, you would", May and I said in unison.
Des just nodded. "Whatever. So are we going or what? I don't want to miss the chance to prove to you once again that I can do it much better, even though you have more experience in it than me."
"Just you wish!" I smiled.
May nodded. "I can totally do it better."
"So it's on!" I yelled as the girls and I headed towards the door. I somehow had the feeling this day'll be pretty long. Too bad that I was right.
Misty's POV
I heard May and Destiny coming into Melissa's room and immediately placed Melissa's diary under my bed. After reading it for a while, I found many weird things out that the three of them did in the two months. They cheated on a test in school - this made me want the power to freeze time and move things with my mind - broke into principal's office to steal a test, made fun of their families and foes, destroyed demons and other kinds of evil creatures. And these notes about evil beings gave me chills - I wonder if they'll attack me one day and will Melissa save me if that happens. But wait - why would she save me? She and her girls did many bad things in the book and letting me get killed would be like a piece of cake for her.
I tip toed to Melissa's room and slowly pressed my ear against the door. I tried to be as quiet as I could possibly be. This was a mission after all and it had to be done. I had no find out what they were up to this time and try to stop them on time. And what I found out pretty much shocked me.
"Your power is to blow things up. It's logical that you have to be there." I heard Melissa saying.
Next I heard Destiny saying: "Fine, fine, whatever."
"I like the thing you made me do last time", May's laughter broke the tension.
"Yeah. I still can't stop laughing at when you telekinetically moved her chair when she was about to sit. She fell so hard on her ass" Melissa burst into laughter. Wow, they really were evil, there's no doubt.
"My favorite part was when you 'froze' your parents and sister just so you can sneak out of the house and help Des and me humiliate Laurie at her performance." May reminded my sister. My jaw dropped open. Melissa sneaked out of the house at night with the help of her powers? She was so gonna get it from mom when I tell her.
"I think that was when I blew up Laurie's microphone. I would never usually do that." This was Destiny. Maybe she wasn't as evil as the other two; maybe she was just manipulated - her power is the most powerful of all and the other two were probably jealous so they made her be on their side.
"Yes, you would" May and Melissa didn't agree with their friend. So she really was manipulated.
"Whatever. So are we going or what? I don't want to miss the chance to prove to you once again that I can do it much better, even though you have more experience in it than me." So Destiny wanted to prove herself that she can be as evil as them. Maybe I could save her and make her be my friend and be good with me and use her power for the good of me.
I heard the girls getting up from their seats and got lost down to the living room. There I found my mother sitting on the couch and reading some fat book about properly raising children.
"Mom, I've got to tell you something and you're not going to like it." I had to tell her about my sister and her friends. Maybe she could be able to stop them from doing any more harm to people.
Mom looked up to me and signaled me to sit down next to her. "Say it."
Sitting down, I gulped and took a deep breath. This was going to be hard. "I just found out that Melissa, Destiny and may... That they are... Witches!" There, I said it.
I expected mom to be scared too, but instead she laughed. "They? Witches? Misty, you're eleven. You're too old to believe in that sort of stuff."
"But I heard them talking about it."
"Maybe they were talking about some stories they wrote. And it's rude to overhear others' conversations."
"But they bragged to each other about what they did with their powers. Melissa even said she used her powers to sneak out of the house at night. And this morning when I was taking a shower the water suddenly turned into ice cubes. I think Melissa casted some kind of a spell on it because when I got out she looked guilty."
"You probably spent all the hot water. And Melissa didn't sneak out for sure because we always let her so there's no reason for her to sneak. Maybe they were just talking about stories."
"No, they weren't! It's all Melissa's fault about this morning! They're evil witches and have powers!" I was persistent. I was always like that; when I get to something, I don't let it go till the very end.
"Don't speak nonsense!" mom warned me. I don't get it; why was it so hard for her to see the truth?
"Melissa, Destiny and May really are witches!" I repeated. I was about to say it one more time, but Melissa's voice interrupted me.
"We? Witches? Why?"
Seeing her and the other two girls, I put my arms around my mom and tightened my grip. "Help me! They'll hurt me!"
"What are you talking about?" Destiny asked.
Mom laughed. "She claims she heard you three talking about having powers and is convinced that you're witches."
"She was overhearing us?" Melissa shrieked and turned to her friends. "Why don't we go to my room instead of you-know-where? I forgot the paper there."
May smirked. "Let's go", she said and the threesome went back up the stairs.
"She's going to get the spell she's written. They'll probably curse me now that I know about them!" I said in panic.
Mom rolled her eyes. "Don't be ridiculous."
"I saw it in Charmed. That's what witches do."
May's POV
That thing with Misty really shocked me. She was convinced we're witches? How did she get that idea? Well, at least she doesn't suspect of us being mermaids.
I saw Melissa beating her bed to death and wondered what the hell was she doing. "What is it, Mel?"
"I can't find 'The Power of Three'", she replied. "Misty probably took it and thinks it's real."
"Oh, dear. The show is on", Destiny muttered, annoyed.
"And it must go on!" I said. The girls turned to me. "Think! Your mom will be at work soon and we'll be able to scare Misty to death to teach her a lesson about minding her own business instead of others'."
Even though I expected her to refuse, Destiny smirked. "You want us to play?"
"I'm so in!" Melissa said. I smiled.
"Let's do it!"
-H2O-
I slowly sneaked into the living room and hid behind big, white curtains that parted the living room and the kitchen. I peeked into the kitchen and noticed Misty holding a giant knife in one hand and a glass of water in the other one. What was she trying to accomplish by holding that knife? Did she think we'd attach her with our witch powers? And did she really think that if we did attack her with our powers she would be able to defend herself with that knife?
I saw her drinking half a glass and leaving the glass on the bar and smirked. This was a good chance to start our play. I slowly raised my right hand and waved it, causing the faucet to leak uncontrollably. Misty's eyes went wide as she observed the scene and she probably wondered how it happened since she closed the faucet for sure. A few seconds later I made the faucet water sprinkle her and then the water from the glass do the same.
Screaming in fear, Misty threw herself behind a bar and started to breathe heavily. I heard her sob and cry out loud and it brought a big smile across my face. Now it was the time for the girls to do their task.
Destiny's POV
Even though I usually don't enjoy in torturing people, I gotta admit that this was kinda fun. I was happy not to have nosy siblings by being born as an only child, but I could understand Melissa's frustration with her sister - my cousins have lots of kids and I see them argue all the time. But they don't have special powers like we do.
"So what are we looking for, exactly?" I asked. Melissa and I were in Misty's room - which was quite messy, if I might add - and going through her stuff.
"Some of her hairs and some object that belongs to her will do", Melissa said. She went over to the small cupboard that stood near Misty's bed and took a hairbrush; ripping off some of Misty's hairs.
I approached the desk and took a small, red pen. This was an object, right? "Is this okay?"
Melissa nodded. "Yeah, it's fine." Okay, let the show go on!
Misty's POV
Curled behind a counter and shaking in fear, I let a river of tears stream down my face before a wiped it away. I knew it! The witches waited till my mom's gone to work so they can kill me. This thing with water was just the beginning.
I had to run away from home as soon as I could and there was no other option. If I stay, they'll probably kill me. I tried to get up, but my legs were shaking so hard I couldn't even move them. I put the hands on the bar's edge and slowly got up by holding it tightly and looked around to make sure the witches are nowhere to be seen.
Walking quietly, I went upstairs just to pack some necessary things with me. I had to take some clothes and stuff I like with me. Coming upstairs, I passed by Melissa's room which's door was open and I heard the witches chanting something. I slowly approached the slightly opened door and saw them sitting in a triangle, wearing black capes around them. In the middle stood an old tin bowl and some steam floated above it. The bowl was surrounded by three white candles. All three of them had small papers in their hands and chanted something that was written on it. I leaned in to the door and listened to their chant.
"Oh, mighty demon of the night
We sacrifice this child for your might
To learn her to be respectful and mild
Let her live in your darkest wrath
This pen and hairs to her belong
Obsess her mind and make her fall
What once was ours, now is yours
From today till the future's course"
Oh, my god! They're sacrificing me! Dark thoughts wouldn't let me think straight. Seeing them sitting like that and chanting to sacrifice me made me fear them even more. I'm gonna die and no one will know what happened. I'm gonna be sacrificed to the demon. But maybe that wouldn't be so bad; if something happens to me, mom will realize it was Melissa and her friends and she'll make sure to kill them.
But as I listened to them repeating their chant, panic was taking over me and the desire to live was bigger than ever. I didn't want to die, there were many things I could do before I die - get married, have children, marry a rich guy, have a lover and a husband, be the most popular girl at school and stuff like that. But if they sacrifice me, I'll never be able to accomplish my goals.
Melissa's POV
This thing with chanting was a great idea of mine. I could see Misty almost crying, watching us from the not so far distance. I almost began to laugh, but I had to hold it back before she learns her lesson.
"Oh, mighty demon of the night
We sacrifice this child for your might
To learn her to be respectful and mild
Let her live in your darkest wrath
This pen and hairs to her belong
Obsess her mind and make her fall
What once was ours, now is yours
From today till the future's course"
The girls and I repeated the chant for a few more times before we put Misty's pen and hairs into the bowl. We continued our chant after it; all three of us barely holding back laughter.
But Misty didn't find it so funny. She screamed as loud as I've ever heard her scream and ran into the room and fell down on her knees.
"It's rude to interrupt a sacrifice ceremony", May said in a serious voice.
Misty started to sob and cry. "I'm sorry I overheard your conversations and stole your notebook and went through your room when you were not home and stole your clothes many times and... And deleted many of your homeworks and also deleted many of your computer projects so you got Fs and did many more disrespectful things to you! I'm sorry, just don't kill me!"
"Our cult doesn't forgive," I said. I tried to sound as serious as I could, but in reality I was almost on the floor, laughing. I always knew Misty was behind all those things and now that she admitted it I knew I was right all along.
"Our cult sacrifices", Destiny added.
Misty began to sob even more. "I'm sorry! It won't happen again! I promise!"
"You're lying!" I said.
Misty shook her head. "No, I'm not! I mean it for real - I'll never touch anything yours without asking first. And I'll never - ever - overhear your conversations."
"What's going on here?" I heard my mothers' voice speaking. Mom stood at the door with a confused look on her face. "I'm let home from work early and what do I find when I get home - circus." Misty, why're you crying? And what're you three up to? Can someone please explain?"
"We taught Misty a lesson", I said as I threw the cape away. May and Melissa did the same. "Since she believed we're witches, we convinced her we really are. We used all candles and a bowl and capes and voila."
"In the kitchen we unscrewed one screw to make her think something's wrong with the water so she thinks we have powers", Destiny lied.
"And all that so she can promise never to mind other people's business", May finished.
Misty gave us a puzzled look. "So all of this was just a set-up? All-all?"
"All-all", I confirmed.
"But what about the shower thing this morning?"
"I'm afraid that has nothing to do with me."
"But what about that scene from the notebook where you put makeup on me and wrote that you used your powers to freeze me in time? I remember finding my makeuped pictures in the neighborhood, but I don't remember putting it on."
"May's dad drinks sleeping pills so I borrowed one from her. I knew you were easily awaken so I had to do something to make you sleep." I turned to my mom. "Mom, Misty admitted that she deleted all of my homeworks I got Fs from for not having them."
Mom looked at Misty, angered. "So it was you. Well, young lady... You're grounded."
"But mom-" Misty started, but was cut off by mom.
"No buts." Mom looked at the girls and me. "Good job, girls. You're great actresses."
"You have no idea", May muttered.
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