The Witches

I stood in the mirror and watched myself. I wore a black leotard which captured my hourglass figure pretty well. My breasts were huge, even made a little cleavage. My waist skinny, and my thighs large, God really took her time when he formed this Venezuelan beauty that is me.

Marisa came over and hugged me from behind. "Hey, good luck out there,"

I held her arms for a short while and we broke off our hug. She looked at me in the mirror as well, she plated the fishnet on my head. And dug in her sling bag to grab a red flowery Aliceband, the flowers looked like they were on fire which spoke to me. "Marisa, aww. I love it,"

She kissed me on the cheek. I pointed at the mirror, "how do I look? And be honest,"

She scanned me and shook her head. "What? You look amazing,"

"Thanks. I feel so naked."

Jessica walked up to us. She wore the same black leotard, the first thing I did was search for her bulge. But it seemed to me that she pulled it to the back because I couldn't see it. She folded her long slender arms and smirked. "Ready?"

She's so fake. I used to like her a lot but each time I see her I want to cry.

"Hmm... Bessy..."

"It's... Bethany, The Bethany Wright," Marisa corrected. But leave her to let her say what she wants.

"Barbie, I wasn't talking to you,"

"Being called, Barbie could never be an insult. It just implies that you wanna kiss me. Now, skedaddle because this," she pointed between us all, "disrespect, will NOT be tolerated,"

girls and boys. I just wanted to say good luck on the field today. I know this has been a dream to many of you and today your dream might become a reality. Kick arse out there

today. Normally she would be downright

turned to me and gave me two thumbs up with an enormous smile plastered on her face. "Good luck again, and

and thanks for standing up to Jessie

just grinned

rows, boys and girls and told us that in official games the two teams would be called and when we hear our school's name, we go on the field. But right now we just followed her onto the

already on the field. I stood on the cement field, soon it

But today we were about 100 who tried out. We had to fight until there were either 12 girls or boys. The twelve is automatically on the team.

the field, why he was late? I had no idea. He wore sporty which caught me by surprise. I didn't

on their team. He was the best player and now he'll

on nonetheless. He

an hour and there were only three players left. Karan, myself and Jessica. Our birds flapped their wings as we all decided what to do next, staring each other down in suspicion. I could feel

although I don't know what it was. I just know she did something. I lit up my hand, holding tightly

all of her. She screamed. Never heard anyone scream that loudly before, her throat will be sore when she wakes up. She looked at me in pure hatred, but I couldn't mind. This was my turf, and she had to know. Her ashes fell on the ground, some flying

and looked at me. Two players left, the winner becomes the new captain since the previous one just burnt to death. His scaly green eyes darted at me with a massive smile on his slithering glittery

Game-on.

holding onto the collar of my bird. Which made him even more confident in winning

trust my bird, they are very much playing this game as well, and we're a team. I let go of the collar. He shot the first blaze, my bird covered us with his big wing and flew higher to quickly restore its wing. He followed, shooting again. This time I made a flame shield, his flame shot against it but couldn't

my own. The fire burnt out, which appeared to impress the crowd. If we were going to shoot flames, we were going to have to touch each other directly. Since if the flame touches each other it

an enormous flame that came directly at us. We stood and watched in panic, it neared us so

bird and I turned to ashes without experiencing any of the pain that would come with it. Like I mentioned before, I hate pain. So I try to avoid it as much as I can. So I know many spells that's more or less the