• Chapter 2

    School starts today. As the magical bus parked in front of the school, I could already hear the mean, uptight witches making fn of me. I could see the laughter of the bullies in my mind. I stepped off the bus, and by the first 2 seconds on campus, I was tripped by Zira, the meanest, most popular witch in school. She and her copy-cat-crew, laughed as I hit the ground. Oh, and did I mention that the fall shattered my glasses? Well, it did! I can't stand that witch. Ever since the time that I accidently tripped, and dropped my lunch on her in 2nd grade, she has hated me. She is the prettiest, most talented witch in the entire school. Man oh man, how I would love to get back at her for all the terrible things she has done.

    I got up, and ran to my first class as fast as I could, but still managed to be late for class. Luckily, the teachers let you be late without getting sent to the troll, or the principle. First class was spell casting, but we didn't do anything but learn about everyone and stuff. Next was potion making, then summoning practice. Next was lunch. I tried my best to sit with a group of people, but I end up alone. As I was walking over to throw away my food, which I didn't eat at all, being made by a ogre and all, I had Zira and her group throw food at me. I got food all over my new outfit i picked out for the first day of school. Of course, they laughed. Zira started pouring soda on my head. I ran out of the lunch room right to the next class.

    When school ended, I ran back home, not wanting to see or hear anyone on the bus. When I got home, I ran up to my room, and stayed up there all night., crying myslef to sleep. Can things get any worse?