• Freshman

    The witchcraft high school Novel


    Chapter One


    “Zoë, what is the meaning of philosophy?” My teacher Mrs. Tosen asked during 4th period. I was half day dreaming of things about my all time crush and boyfriend, the captain of the foot ball team, Shane Amberstein. He was a German exchange student eight years ago, but now he’s the star of pretty much everything. “Zoë?” she called again. I hadn’t noticed until my best friend Kristen Nachet nudged my shoulder with her elbow. I looked up, shaking my head as if I was sleeping and trying to wake myself up.
    “What? Huh?” I said like the stupid person I was. Though I wasn’t stupid, in fact I was very smart, I just had a problem with paying attention.
    “What is the meaning of Philosophy?” she asked again, getting annoyed by my obvious lack of intentness.
    “Oh Um. Philosophy is the critical study of the basic principles and concepts of a particular branch of knowledge in other words the rational investigation of
    the truths and principles of being, knowledge, or conduct.” I said with a proud smile.
    “Very impressive, Miss Changer, very impressive.” She said in a proud voice.
    “Very impressive, indeed” a stranger called from the door to the stuffy old classroom of stasiac high. All the attention went to her. “I’m very sorry for the intrusion Mrs. Tosen.” She spoke in an old accent that sounded Transylvanian. She was beautiful. Her light blonde hair was dangling like a cloud over her petite shoulders. She looked like a week women, but I could see past that. Her eyes told it all. She was fit for her age, she was about 47 if I wasn’t mistaking. But her looks said 25 any day. She was small, but most likely very strong.
    “That is fine Miss?”
    “You may call me Jaclyn.” She said in a calm sweet voice
    “Okay, what can I do for you?”
    “I need to talk with one of your students, If you do not mind.”
    “Not at all. Who may I ask?”
    “Zoë, Zoë Changer.”
    “Right over there” she gestured to me.
    “Zoë, if you would so kindly follow me,”
    I nodded and got up from my seat. I decided to leave my bag at my desk, though I did not know if I would be back to retrieve it. I did not know what was wrong, or how bad it was.
    After I shut the door behind me, she began to speak in her accent that still creped me out a bit.
    “Zoë, do you know why I am here?” She asked. I shook my head no, worry in my eyes. “Oh, it’s nothing bad, I assure you. I am here to tell you about something that we at Zodiac High School, think that you are ready to know. Zoe, you are what we call gifted in the arts of special powers. Others, in your time, would say that you are a witch.” I open my mouth to speak but she put her hand up to stop me. “I know it sounds crazy. But we wish for you to consider moving to the school to develop this power of yours. We need your answer by Thursday. Here’s my card.” She handed me a slip of expensive heavy weight paper. “Feel free to call me if you have any questions. Until then Zoe.” She said shaking my hand. Before I knew it she was gone. I stood alone, dumbfounded in the empty hall way.
    I pulled myself together, then I walked back into the classroom. I sat down, but it wasn’t long before Kristen leaned over.
    “What was that all about?” she whispered.
    “Nothing. I’ll tell you After class.”
    “Okay. But I want everything.”
    “Girls, no talking” Mrs. Tosen called to us. I knew that I had to tell her, but I didn’t know how to. If I didn’t understand It myself, how would I be sure that she would? The rest of the lecture, I tuned out to that subject.
    Okay, so I was destined to be a witch. Big deal, that would be cool. And there was a sort of a mystery to it. But what of my friends. Kristen has been my friend for years, and i couldn’t just leave her. And Shane, I couldn’t abandon him after I tried so desperately to get him to go out with me and I finally got him to do it. How would I live with myself. Sure I would make new friends and most likely get a new boyfriend, but I already have a great life. Would I give up everything just to be a witch? That still sounds cool.
    I thought the rest of the period. Obviously I have four days to figure it out, but I didn’t know if I would be brave enough to think about it that long. But when the time comes, would I be brave enough to accept or decline the offer that is so diligently offered to me. So many questions, so little time.