INTRODUCTION

A/N: This is an introduction mainly for the characters and my created way of witches that are going to be in this story. I'll admit it, it might be slightly boring, but try to enjoy. There are plenty of characters to sink in, but you'll get used to it! Also, for a few readers who have read my previous story, this is a possible sequel to 2009 ABD.


"Rae!" my mom called, the sound of her voice ringing through my ears. I could hear her footsteps walking closer to the front of my door. "Rae," she said more quietly, calling me by my middle name. "Wake up! You're going to be late for school."

I tried opening my eyes, but they felt extremely heavy for me to lift. It was then when I regretted sleeping so late last night and I should've done my homework earlier… As I was slowly drifting back to sleep, I noticed I haven't heard any footsteps fading down stairs and felt my mom's presence at my door.

"I'm up!" I said languidly as I sat up on my bed with my eyes still closed. I usually didn't like it when my mom stayed there and watched me, so I made it look like I was getting off my bed by lifting my legs up to the side as if I was going to get up and stand. And it worked. I heard her slippers lazily slapping the wooden stairs while she walked down to the kitchen.

It took me another 5 minutes to have my eyes completely open. As a daily routine, I walked at a slow and clumsy pace toward my closet and took the first pair of jeans and t-shirt I could reach, not bothering which one I chose. Though, I did end up grabbing an outfit that matched casually. It was a cute white t-shirt that had a perfect fit on me with a pair of navy jeans. After moving around a bit, a few physical movements were able to make me wide awake. So I quickly ran down the stairs to find my mom cooking breakfast, my dad preparing his lunch, and my brother, Tyler, who was holding my other brother, only 9 months old named James, in his arms as he looked at me in relief. He had a stubborn look on his face, obviously not enjoying his time carrying Baby James.

"You suck," I muttered as reached for James so Tyler wouldn't have to take hold of him anymore. Tyler handed him over when James was reaching out for me, too, as he laughed happily at the sight of me.

"Good morning," I sang to my family with Tyler now joining me at the table. I dragged the high chair and let James sit there for a while. "Where's grandma?" I asked, scanning the kitchen. She was probably still in her room…

"She's up in the attic," mom informed me. "She's been looking for something all morning."

"Hmm, I see."

The attic is our hidden room where we cast a spell upon the door so know human could enter. It's where we keep our traditional books, ingredients, and all the stuff we need for magic. I think of it as a cool place to hang out, but my grandma says we might break a few things here and there. I love my grandma as much as I love every family member in my family, including my cousins, aunts and uncles. But the fact that she was part of my mom's side in the family tree, she was slightly different from all of us. Until now, I couldn't identify what the difference was other than the obvious. She's still young, at the age of 59, and she's still working and is as healthy as a horse.

My parents and my grandma later joined me and my brothers in eating breakfast in silence. I looked at the clock above the stove to keep track of time. There was 15 minutes left until I had to leave and catch the bus. So I quickly ate the three last pieces of pancakes, cleaned up my plate and ran up the stairs once again. I brushed my teeth, cleaned my face and tied my hair up in a messy bun, leaving my side bangs out. At last, I grabbed my necklace and bracelets from where I left it before I took a shower last night and put them on. Hopefully for the last time, I ran back downstairs to get my things for school. Funny how running up and down the stairs has been always part of my daily routine… Anyways, I grabbed my bag and placed my lunch safely in it so my sandwich wouldn't be squished in the near future, pulled on a sweater and shoved my feet in my shoes.

I found my three cousins and my brother waiting for me at the front door, ready to leave at any moment. Those three cousins of mine live right next door. Back in the days, we used to live in the same house. All my life, I grew up with them and grew as close as we can be. Literally. But they weren't the only cousins I've grown up with. Their names are Evelyn, the oldest of the three, Lana, the second oldest, and then there was Sade (pronounced like Shaw-Day. And try saying it quickly) the youngest one of all three. Compared to me and my brother, they were all short and all look a like in various different ways. The one thing in common, they were all gorgeous. Basically all white male and female witches are all good-looking. I could easily blend in with my cousins since my face was similar to theirs, but I always stood out, being the tallest of all my teenage and female cousins. It was always like my family and their family were the most similar than our other families. We carry the same last name, we have the same number of children, but my family were always taller.

Oh, and if you're asking what white witches are, it means we are the good witches, while there are many bad ones out there in this world…

"What's up, slowpoke." Lana gagged as soon as she saw my running around the house.

I ignored what she said and said my goodbye to my parents, grandma and baby brother. When I thought I wouldn't be running down the stairs anymore, I did for the last time and then rushed out the door. I jogged my way out to the street, catching up with my cousins and Tyler.

"You're late." Evelyn stated the obvious.

"Why won't you just use magic and have everything ready before you leave?" Lana complained.

"First of all, I haven't been practicing any spells for a while. Second, like I've told you many times—"

"Your mom doesn't like it when you use magic when you could do those things yourself." she said, answering her own question herself. "Yes, I know that, but still. Can't you do it when you really need it? I'm pretty sure your mom wouldn't mind."

"I don't know, Lana." She sighed as we continued speed walking to our bus stop. Three minutes later, we said goodbye to Sade because she was still in 8th grade and so her bus stop happens to be closer than ours.

We later arrived in the bus with Elisa, my other cousin, who lived a few houses away, joined us. She was my height (5`5), my age and like my twin except crazier and half human which explained the emerald green color contouring around her pupil, the inner iris, then fades to her normal eye color. For everyone else in my family, we had a color like sapphire instead of emerald. It showed that we had both witch parents.

Elisa, too, left before we got to school because she went to a different school, too. The difference? She failed French in 3rd grade, so she moved to an English school after that while the four of us, no actually five, including Sade, go to French immersion schools.

When we arrived at school, we went our separate ways and met up with our best friends. I pretty much had 6 best friends who I met up with every morning and gave them a daily dose of my hugs. We continued our slothful and dreary day while Tyler's a freshman, I'm a sophomore, Lana's a junior and Evelyn's a senior.

For first period, during history class, I hunted for my cell phone in my messy bag when I got bored. So I decided to text my lovely but absent boyfriend. The human was supposed to be sitting with me in class right now.

Jericho Drew Ives, I text messaged. Where in the world are you?

About almost a minute later, I forgot to put my phone in silent and so my phone vibrated loudly while my teacher was talking. I quickly closed my hands over it so it couldn't make another vibration sound when my teacher turned around to see it. People looked around, too, and so did I just to play it off. When he decided to ignore it, I looked at my best friend, Jezebel, to see if she knew it was me. She was dark-skinned and incredibly tall. The girl was purely pretty, and with her long legs, she looked like a model. She was looking at me, too, shaking her head at me with a shame-on-you look on her face. I smiled sheepishly at her and finally checked the text message.

Sorry, Emily. I needed some more sleep because I was having a head ache. But don't worry; I'm getting ready for school. I'll be there by lunch hour, okay?

I sighed and text messaged back. I could've just healed him myself if he told me earlier. It's too bad that he can't know my secret. I hate keeping it from him. Okay, hope you feel better, Drew. I'll see you in a few.

He replied quickly. Thanks, sweetheart.

I figured my two classes would take forever without Drew until I had lunch period. It was completely dreary this morning.

"You miss Drew don't you?" Jezebel assumed, as we were switching books in our lockers for third period.

"She does." Kinetta answered for me while she just arrived to meet up. She's my other best friend. She's tall and dark-skinned, too, but she didn't fit as a model. Kinetta's a great athlete; we make it to the school's sports team together all the time ever since 7th grade, which explains why she's named Kinetta. It's a name for active and sporty girls.

"Where is he anyway?" Abby asked. And again, that's my best friend, too. Okay, let's cut to the chase. I have 6 best friends, as in friends that I hang out with 24/7. There's Jezebel, Kinetta, Abby, Ronnie (but her real name is Veronica), Mateo and Ryan.

"He was sick this morning. He'll be here at lunch," I set in plain words. "By the way, where's Ronnie?"

"She went to go looking for this girl; her partner for this project or something. Why?" Abby told.

"I need help for Science. I didn't do my homework over the weekend," I admitted.

"What did I tell you about doing your homework?" Kinetta reminded, glaring at me.

I rolled my eyes at her, sighed and gave her a non-caring face. She put her hands on her hips and leaned on one leg and raised her eyebrows at me. Jezebel and I laughed at her as she shook her head at us while Abby joined us in walking towards the stairs that led us to the third floor. At times, she acted like my mother and it was fun to do things like that to her.

Luckily, my science teacher wasn't in the room, and I found Ronnie in class. She let me read her notes and I was able to finish my homework before my teacher strolled leisurely in the room.

"Thanks Ronnie." I whispered to her.

She narrowed her eyes at me. "You're lucky I'm nice."

I looked at her, surprised and worried. "What?"

She grinned at me like she was about to laugh. "Chill, I was joking."

I let out a breath of air feeling relieved and paid attention to the teacher. Now, that was Ronnie who I was friends with since 5th grade. Other than me, she's the artist in our group of friends. She's also a straight A student and can get really jittery most of the times when she's super happy and full of energy.

Most of my best friends I have here at high school are friends I had since elementary, something I loved. I loved them and knew them like they were my cousins, who were like my sisters. I laughed at that thought for some unknown reason. Weird… Anyways, it was pretty cool how the majority of my loved ones go to the same school and half of my family, or shall I say half of the Salvador Family, lived on my street. Not everyone has the chance to have that. I sighed out loud. Now this is what I do in class. I always think of my friends and family whenever I had the chance. I always had this feeling like they were just going to disappear in a blink of an eye one day and it scared me. The thought of that always gave me a twisting feeling in my heart, too.

I patiently waited for second period to come to an end knowing if I waited for time to pass by; it'll just take even longer for it to come. When the bell rang, I happily hopped off my seat with a smile on my face.

"Drew?" Ronnie guessed, reading my face.

"Yup! But, let's go, I'm starving."

I picked up her books for her while she picked up her bag ever so slowly. I was never so impatient, but when I missed someone, I just couldn't wait for anything but to see that someone. I hung my bag over my shoulder with my notebooks already in it, and started walking with Ronnie and Abby down the halls of Northwood High School in sunny Orange County, California. We jogged down the stairs happily while we chatted on our way.

We made it to the cafeteria and found Drew the moment we went through the doors.


A/N: Please read and review if you liked it. It will really help me continue the story!

Thanks for reading :)

- Evolette