THE GIRL WITH A SECRET
Chapter 1
Hecate Isn't Happy
It was a rainy day at Cackles Academy and there was currently a staff meeting in the staff room, which was a cosy room with a few armchairs a sofa and some beautiful portraits on the walls. Miss Cackle had news which would interest some of the staff, yet she knew Hecate Hardbroom would loathe.
"A transfer student?" Hecate said with more shock than she expected.
"Indeed, one of Pentangles, a lovely girl who is apparently excellent in the potions lab" Miss Cackle stated with a slight chuckle. This is going to really get miss Hardbroom's back up. "I met the girl over summer, a mischievous girl yet very polite".
"I assume the girl has a name?" Miss Drill and Miss Bat asked at the same time.
"Sapphire Azura Stone" Miss cackle simple answered "I believe as term starts tomorrow you all have plenty to prepare". She turned around to walk out the staff room.
"Hold it right there" Miss Cackle clearly knew all her staff's voices by now and knew that Hecate was furious. She knew there were problems between Hecate and Pippa Pentangle the headmistress of Pentangles academy. They were both students at Cackles Academy, the best of friends and something drove them apart.
"If this Sapphire Stone is so good, why is she being transferred here and has she done an entrance exam?" Hecate questioned with her eyes narrowing. The other staff sat in their seats holding their breath, Hecate could be pleasant to be around, yet she was a storm when she wanted to be.
Miss Cackle turned around and found quite the storm in Hecate's eyes her tall frame was stiff, slightly more stiff than usual and she didn't understand why she was so mad. Hecate hadn't even met the girl how could she hate her already?
"Sapphire is being transferred for a personal reason, Pippa believes she would be safer here for the time being, she has not completed an entrance exam as it really isn't necessary" Miss Cackle had stated with a slight warning tone to her voice.
Hecate Hardbroom looked at the headmistress in such disbelief she really wasn't sure what to make of this, the tone Ada cackle had just used had a warning to it. She is doing this on purpose, transfer students are usually rowdy, loud and irritating. I doubt this one will be any different.
Miss drill on the other hand knew this girl and was slightly worried as this girl's secret could not get out it would be too risky; her kind were the old-fashioned witching kind which were hunted down and slaughtered eleven and half years ago. There were only seven of them left, all were born within the same week of each other, one surviving child from each settlement. Dimity Drill was silent and deep in thought when Algernon spoke up.
"Can't judge someone we haven't met yet, give her a chance at least" He proclaimed.