The High School Witches

Ch. 3 A Magical Night

Mother left the wooden box in girls' bedroom, because, after all it was Emma's. The box laid on the very top of the book shelf.

In the wee hours of the night, the girls would experiment with the ingredients they "borrowed" from their mother's attic where she practiced magic. Dani would usually be the one to get ingredients to practice conjuring magic. She would silently tip toe to the attic and grab a hand full of bottles in the pitch dark. They would mix and stir and pour till they got at least got some potions right. They only did repeats of the potions already in the box, so nothing would seem suspicious.

Olive quickly went to work, trying her best to create the flying dust. She took a wooden bowl along with honey suckle pollen and a pinch of ground amethyst.

"Ok," Olive said proudly, "here's another flying dust."

She poured the glittering dust into another glass bottle and labeled it.

Olive sprinkled the peach colored dust all over her legs and arms, passing the bottle around to Emma and Dani. Olive slowly started to rise up from the floor, her legs shaking.

"Guys! Look!" She whispered, trying not to wake mother.

Olive turned in the air, giggling, and floated up onto the high ceiling.

"C'mon, join me!" She pleaded, attempting to air-swim towards her sisters.

"Okay, okay, we're coming," Dani said, sprinkling the remaining powder on Emma's head.

Dani held onto Emma and they both sprung into the air, meeting up with the floating Olive.

The girls giggled and danced and twirled all night, almost knocking over a lamp or hitting the door.

"Don't wake mother!" Emma scolded, whispering loudly.

Just then did they discover that with magic, anything could be done. That the impossible could be possible, and that it was all within arm's reach.

When the time came that the dust was wearing off, they slowly floated to their bedroom rug. They gathered their pillows and a large quilt, and the three sisters all huddled on their circular rug, their legs intertwined and their hair messy and tangled.

"Goodnight," Emma said drowsily.

"Goodnight," Dani and olive responded.

Little do the girls know that their fooling around would lead to something far more deadly.