Chapter 11 The Power

Chapter 11 The Power

A Chapter by ...MysteryGirl...

Chapter 11
                  The Power

The next day was a Wednesday, so that meant no school. Rose woke up at 3:38 in the morning. She was not tired so she opened up her witch book and started reading. Rose read fast so when she stopped reading at 5 she read the first 5 chapters. So far Rose has learned that: when a witch uses her powers she gets purple eyes, a witch can do powers with commands, when a witch does a powerful spell her hair turns white, every witch has a special power that is unique, and that it is not rare to find true love with another vampich.
Because it was 5 and Rose was bored she got dressed and went outside. The night would end soon and the sun would come out in 2 hours. Rose started walking to her old house when she saw a familiar stranger. It was Ryan. As soon as Rose noticed him she turned the other way and turned a corner. There was an old man sitting on a bench.
“Hello.” Rose said calmly.
“Well hello there. What’s a pretty girl like you doing out here this early?” The old man asked sweetly.
“Couldn’t sleep. How about you?”
 “Just out for a drink. And I think I found one!!” The man’s eyes turned red and then he grabbed Rose’s hair. “This will be a lesson never to come out this early!” the man whispered in rose’s ear and was about to bite her when Rose performed a spell that she learned a couple minutes ago from the book.
 “PRESTO SCUTUM!” Rose yelled out. Then everything was slow and black. Rose was shielded by a big black circle that the man could not get through. Rose was so angry that her secret power exploded. Rose’s hair was white and she seemed to know every spell there was.
 “NECO TURPE!” Rose yelled again and the man slowly fell asleep. After a couple minutes she returned to normal and walked to her house. When Rose came to her house she saw him again.
 “Ryan what are you doing here? I’m too tired and freaked out to deal with you. Just please get out of my way.” then she fell down on her steps.
 “I’m going to help you. I can be nice once in a while. And now I see you need help.” Ryan said as he caught Rose, went inside the house and put her on the sofa. “I saw what you did. I still don’t believe it. Your power is to transform into the greatest witch in a life time. You, Rose White are gifted.” Ryan said while getting water for Rose.
 “Thanks. But for now I think I want to be alone and sleep. But why are you so nice and caring right now?” Rose asked while Ryan picked her up and took her to her bedroom.
 “I- I don’t know. I guess it’s because I like you, and I want to help you. Even thought you have a crush on Daniel. I better be off. See ya.” Then he left. Rose was left alone. She was very tired, felt sick, and freaked out. So she did the only thing she could do, she fell asleep, and had a dream. It involved Daniel and Ryan both having girlfriends. And Rose having no one by her side. She was sad, crying, and in pain, but no one noticed. That kept going on and on again until she fell into a big black hole.
 Rose woke up with a gasp. Someone was knocking on the window. It was Daniel, so she opened it up.
 “Hey what’s wrong? What happened?” Daniel hugged Rose tightly.
 “I will tell you everything later. For now please h-hold m-me. Pl-please.” Rose got out and began sobbing into Daniel’s chest. When she stopped crying she was lying on her bed with Daniel fast asleep holding her. She looked into his face, hugged him tightly and fell asleep, for the third time.


 



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