The Witches novel Chapter 2

06 January 2015

Being here is strange, I still don't believe that I could be a witch, but holding my wand says something else. I haven't been blessed with magic yet, but I can already feel the power when it's in my hand. What does one do with all this power? I wonder at times.

Also, it's strange here because I'm having bad nights. Not that I can't sleep or anything but that I get weird dreams. I'm always surrounded by black and can hear distinctive chatter but I can't hear a word that's being uttered.

The voices are many and maybe that's why it's so hard for me to focus on what they're trying to say.

It's been a couple of days that I've been here. I spend my days reading up on this place's history.

It is two magical words that melted into one big world. It used to start as one big world but the witches difference broke them up.

They were all forced to learn dark magic and it was fine, but a group of people hated that. They fought the system for centuries but no one could have that change since the vast majority wanted to learn the dark arts.

That's when the council came together and decided to split the two groups up and then they had 'San and Mele.

The white witches had to start from scratch and it was difficult in the beginning, having to adjust and also create a new style of magic altogether. But they did well nonetheless. However, the two group's hate for each other grew and they fought for years.

They've concluded that surely good and bad just don't mix, until last year. Sindra and Bethany have been friends ever since they were three and they've gotten along pretty well. They have a true and beautiful friendship. They showed both the white and black witches that a union between the two is very possible.

Sounds like a wonderful ending. How would we know? We are only at the beginning of that part of the whole thing. Reading up on the town's history only made me want to meet Sindra and Bethany.

A knock took me out of my reading. I still have no roommate so I had to get the door, which I did. Behind it stood a happy Margot with a beautiful dark-skinned girl with a round face. Her black hair is tied to the back so that her long coarse hair could make a bomb afro.

"Tam... This is Aaliyah," she placed her arm around her shoulder and looked Aaliyah in her eyes, "this is Tamzyn, your roommate,"

I couldn't help but smile, I hated not having anyone around me. The silence that filled the room, particularly at night was the worst.

I opened the door wider and allowed them to enter. Aaliyah studied the room and walked up to look through the round large window. Besides, it is two beds, she chose the one on the right and placed her brown leather suitcase on it.

"Um, rules. Lights out by eleven, no boys around and no loud music should be playing in here," Margot got into a few rules. "No one follows the rules but when the adults come for regular check-ups, please at least pretend that everything is in check, for my and the other girl's sake."

"The room is so spacious, I love it," Aaliyah shared.

The door opens and we have the entrance area, you take a few steps through the mini hallway and then you're met with a bigger open area, this is where we watch tv. There's a large yellow couch with a redwood coffee table. The part of the wall that the couches face towards is magical. It has a name, it's called Yalona. You greet Yalona and she shows you anything you want. That's how they watch tv around here. You ask her to go to a channel or you ask her to recommend you something and she does. She studies us and works on our recommendations by the data she's gathered about an individual.

Behind the larger couch is the part where we sleep. The first thing you pass is a desk on one side of the room, on it are two computers and two chairs, each side has two draws. On the opposite of that desk is another, the dead same. Next to that desk, like with the other, are the first two beds. Next to them are their bedside tables followed by the other two beds. It's bland. I have no matter to decorate my room, and I don't even know if these people use money or not.

"Anyway, you girls enjoy each other. I'm out and if you need me my room is next to you guys. On the left."

Margot grinned and left us alone. Aaliyah threw her tiny body on the bed and opened both her arms. She had a huge smile on her face, one that looked like she could burst of all the joy she was feeling.

"After years, Tamzyn, and I finally get the calling," she chuckled, "I was the only witch left in my family and so I thought I might just never get called. Thank you Meledsan,"

I was left just starring. This is crazy.

"Do you think Meledsan is alive or something?" I asked but couldn't contain the small laugh that followed shortly.

Her expression changed, she seemed offended. "Of course, "

"How do you know?"