Witch Lights (Nanowrimo)
'They say that power lurks in the most unexpected places. Some girls, like Charlie Frey, are full to the brim with it, and it's obvious to everyone who passes them by. Others, like me, have a hidden light, and it may take a challenge to bring it to the surface.'
"I don't believe you, so you don't have to lie, Amara." Her voice is soft and I tilt my head up to look her in the eyes.
"Oh yeah? Why is that then?" My voice is shakier than I wanted and I groan to myself at how young I sound. Instead of a fierce, challenging teenager, I am acting like a toddler, too scared to walk anywhere alone. "And can you back up?" I raise an eyebrow as she frowns, trying to look mysterious. A small smile slips onto my face. I know it's not supposed to be funny, but it is.
She takes one more step forward, and I freeze completely, knowing that any sudden moment will bring us together. Her head is bent over my ear and I find myself leaning in, needing to know what she will say.
"I was at the dance too."
This is a story about magic, self-discovery, and mischief.
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