/lit/ - Literature

I used to be an ordinary girl. Kinda loner, kinda pretty, kinda nerdy, the only-goes to school dances with groups of friends kind of girl. I didn't have too many boyfriends, and we never went past first base anyways, so my love life was kinda boring. I got B's in class, had two parents and a younger, bratty brother, and only had an old beat up mazda to drive.

You know the kind. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Or so I thought. But I also hadn't thought that witches were real, let alone that I was one. Or that my arch nemesis would be the most likely candidate for homecoming king.

But I probably should start at the beginning.