The Witches

{Kelsey P.O.V}

I swear to God. I hate Jacob, my little brother. He made a mess in the house, paint splashed against the walls, furniture scattered throughout the flat. Dad and Jill will kill me. Especially since I was supposed to be home thirty minutes ago, that's the time his nanny clocks out. I thought I could chill with my friends for a few minutes before coming home. It wouldn't make a big difference, but it did. I took off my shoes and hung my coat before I fully entered the living room area. The couch's pillows laid all over the place and the tv smoked. I couldn't believe my eyes, it was a mess.

"Jacob!"

His laughter could be heard throughout the apartment. He ran into the living room with a broad smile on his face. The first thing I noticed was that he had a wand in his hand. I don't know if it's dad's or Jill's, either way, a wand in the hand of a child is dangerous and even more dangerous if the child isn't blessed with magic yet. My big sister alarms ticked. He could kill himself or me.

"Jacob, give me the wand,"

I asked. He stared at me in silence, then he shook his head. "No," the six-year-old spat.

This both scared and worried me. I ran after him but he ran away. He was hyped up and very fast. He ran into dad's office. Which was also a mess. His papers laid all over the place, his files, his furniture. This isn't good.

Jacob stood behind the curtain. He probably didn't think that I'd know exactly where he'd be, but I did so I made my way slowly over the to curtain. I didn't want to alarm him before he makes an even bigger mess. I reached the curtain and quickly pulled it opened it. He giggled and the wand lit up and next thing I knew I was blasted by it. He gasped and dropped the wand. He must've thought that he hurt me because he ran away. Thank God. I picked up the wand and went up to dad's room and placed the wand on their bed.

I turned around and looked directly in their mirror and screamed the second I saw it. My pitch-black hair was hot pink. Hot fucking pink. I hate pink.

"JACOB!" I love Jill's child but he drove me insane and I couldn't take it anymore.

"KELSEY!" my father called from the living room and I was just as livid as he was.

streaming down my cheeks. "I HATE THIS! I HATE YOU AND I HATE JILL," I let it all out in one breath and sighed, "dad. I got the calling

nodded his head. He opened his arms and I walked over into his hug. He kissed me on my head and pretty

wands and went crazy. I just came from school

a spell that can clean this mess up. The thought of finally being able to use magic made me excited, I've been studying it through the books and mainly from mom's grimoire and I even know what I want to major in. The book has many useful tips that I can't wait to try. Many witches

to open it when I get to practise

has nothing to do with him too. Now I'm going to move

original state, as for my hair? Unfortunately, it couldn't be fixed and I'm starting school soon. I don't want

tried washing it. I tried dying it back to my mom's natural hair colour but nothing

the pink hair and

on my bed looking for a spell from mom's book but nothing in there covers this.

don't want her as a mother and I feel hurt and betrayed that dad would do mom like that. She's irreplaceable and he just did that.

can at least know which direction in life. Like always, the ceremony was held at school and many proud parents came to watch their children get blessed. I sat in the circle and watch my non-binary mighty one Gravak appear, I'm a huge fan and a personal follower. I'm looking at joining their coven so that I can be surrounded by likeminded people. They started blessing the students and my juice got poured in my glass. I looked over at my father, he's a white which. So is Jill and so was mom so I hope that I get the real colour here. The water stirred and settled down. It turned into white juice and my heart sank in

over at my dad. He seemed very

our goodbyes. Dad kissed me on the forehead, I kissed Jake. I know I'll

and the first step in maturity. I held my blue suitcase and searched for Margot, she was supposed

smile and twirled her finger around my pink hair which caused me to chuckle. She mentioned before that she likes the beautiful mistake on

her to the rest of my luggage, she used her wand to shrink it down and carried it in her jeans pocket. Impressive. Then we rode with the school's mat. I've never ridden on a mat before but Margot assured me that

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