The Witch and her Wolf

Chapter 6

It has been a week since I got to the academy and I really did feel like I was home. The girls were nice, and Mckayla was being… brutally honest about anything and everything. If she thought my outfit was horrible, she would go through my things and pick out a “semi tolerable” outfit for me to wear. There was no uniform to wear but we had to wear mainly white and black. 

Since Mckayla and I had telekinesis, we worked on mastering that ability together. Sometimes it would turn into a competition between us. I could get super competitive and stubborn at times and she could feel challenged and get frustrated with herself and me, at that. 

All week we were working on our telekinesis, and I was getting good. Once you practice it, it kind of feels like second nature. I was nowhere near great at this but, I was getting better, and I couldn’t help but feel proud of myself for it. 

I had either called, facetimed, or texted, my mom every night before bed since I left. Usually she wouldn’t answer my calls or facetimes but she would always text back. When I felt lonely, or upset from missing my mom and my old life, Duke and Pepper would always cheer me up. 

Last night, Nina and I were up all night in the greenhouse. She was showing me how to grow plants the ‘fast and easy way’ also known as ‘the magic way’. Nina had to explain to me three times how most potion ingredients grew better in the moonlight rather than sunlight, to get me to stop complaining about how tired I was getting. She had taught me all about potion ingredients and their properties. There was a lot to memorize. Luckily, she had a thick notebook breaking it all down for me. 

Nina had also shown me some books to teach myself some basics in spells and potions. But all the books were in Latin. Fortunately, for witches, Latin is second nature. We could read it, speak it, correctly pronounce it, and write it. I was bilingual and I didn't even know it. I always thought that Latin was some forgotten language, so I never bothered with it. 

Once the sun started to rise, Nina concluded our plant lesson, thank god, and we headed back inside. We entered the house through the backdoor, that was in the kitchen and before I could go upstairs to sleep, Nina stopped me.

“Where are you going?” she asked, like she didn’t know she just kept me up all freaking night.

I turned to her and said sleepily with a yawn, “To go crash for the next twelve hours. But I think the question is, why aren’t you”

She stood at the other side of the island in the middle of the kitchen, and she was crushing up some plant she took from the greenhouse right before we left with a mortar and a pestle.

“Hold on a sec. Allison won’t let you sleep the day away, especially since the Night Walker pack is going to be coming over today to discuss some of the alliance terms. Since I am the one that kept you up all night, I have a sleep cure, but you are going to crash the f**k out in the next thirteen to fifteen hours” Nina says as she makes some sort of smoothie with the strange smelling plant dust in it. 

She hands me a glass with the thick pink-ish smoothie, and I would be kind of worried to drink it but she has a glass too.

“Bottoms up”, she says, cheers our glasses together and I down the whole glass. 

There is no way to truly describe the odd substance in my mouth. At first it just tasted like a regular smoothie you would get from some breakfast place but once I swallowed it, it changed. All of a sudden, I got a weird sour taste like I just bit into a lemon, like someone would eat an apple. Then the flavor changed again. It turned into a weird spinach-plant type of flavor. Nina must have noticed what was going on from my facial expressions because she just laughed and handed me a small glass of water.

I downed the glass of water faster than the smoothie and the second the glass hit the table, the odd waves of flavors had just disappeared. 

“It's my own creation. It will take about ten minutes or so to start working” she said and my eyes went wide when she said that it was her own creation.

“Don't worry. It won't melt your insides or anything, I drink it all the time” she says and I relax a little. 

I nod and head up the stairs to my room. I try to be quiet assuming that my roommates are sleeping but Mckayla is already awake scrolling through snapchat or i********: in her bed only wearing a  tank top and white lacy underwear. I look over to see my other roommate, but it appears that she never came home from her date with Kyle last night. 

“Morning” I say to Mckayla.

“Morning” she says groggily.

I grab my toiletry bag, a towel, and my Panic at the Disco t-shirt, and head off into the shower. I leave the door unlocked, because at this point I don’t give a damn if any of these girls see me naked. The maid, Mary, and the butler, Peter, would never go into the bathroom if the door was closed. It was one of the few house rules Allison has set. 

I turn on the water, and wait for the water to warm up. Walk over to the sink to brush my teeth and wash my face with cold water. I look into the mirror to see that the dark circles under my eyes are fading away. I guess that Nina’s smoothie really does work. 

After my much needed hot shower, I dry my hair with my Panic at the Disco t-shirt to the point where it's no longer dripping and dry off my body with my towel. I feel like I slept like a baby last night. I wrap my naked body in my towel and quickly make it to my room. 

I quickly shut the door and I see that Mckayla is walking around in a leopard print bra and underwear picking out her outfit for today. I also notice that Nadine, still in the same clothes from last night,  is back from Kyles. 

“Look who decided to come home.” I say with a smile. She laughs and Mckayla rolls her eyes. “Did you have a good time?” I ask and walk over to my bed and start putting on my clothes.

Before she could answer, McKayla cackled and blurted out, “Of course she did. She got railed all night long”

“Shut up!” Nadine scolds and I laugh as I straighten my t-shirt. As I’m looking through the mirror I can see Nala, Mckayla’s lion familiar, waking up with a yawn. If I saw this two weeks ago I would be pissing myself.

“Does he at least make you come?” Mckayla says curiously. I laugh again a little harder than before seeing Nadine's eyes go wide. 

“Sometimes” she reluctantly says.

“Sometimes? Sometimes isn’t good enough. He should be making you come just as much as you make him come. Don’t you agree Addison” she turns to me and I do all I can to keep my face from going pale.

“I uhh…” I’m about to tell them that I’m a virgin and I’ve never… ya know. “Uh yeah. Totally” I settled on saying, but Mckayla noticed my reluctance. 

“Wait. Are you a virgin?” she asks with a half smile forming on her face.

I look away trying to stay silent and not make eye contact as I brush out my damp hair.

“Really?” Nadine asks out of shock and Mckayla just laughs.

I don’t say a word, and McKayla laughs harder. “Ok. Ok. So you’re a virgin. But hasn’t an ex of yours made you come before right? He’d like, go down on you or finger you or something right?” Mckayla asked.

I bite the insides of my cheeks and their eyes go wide. “I’ve never had a boyfriend,” I reply.

“But you’ve had hookups before, right?” Mckayla is practically at the edge of her bed at this point. I shake my head in response. 

“Oh wow” is all she says. 

I’m desperate to change the subject so I turn to Nadine. “Hey, can you do those French braids for me?” I ask her and she nods. I hand her my brush and two hair ties and she comes to sit behind me on my bed.

“Ok, so a guy has never made you come. But you’ve made yourself come, right?” Mckayla pushes.

“Why are you still on this? Why are you so interested?” I half yell.

“That's a no” Nadine says from behind me braiding my hair. 

“Wow,” Mckayla says, eyes wide and slowly nodding her head.

“Wow what?” I’m starting to get frustrated now. What's the big deal?

“Nothing. It's just… orgasms are great. You should try it sometime” she says half serious but begins to giggle, and so does Nadine from behind me as she starts my second braid. But I just roll my eyes brushing it off.

“By the way, what are you doing today?” Mckayla asks, slipping into a black tank top bodysuit and red leather skirt.

“I don’t know, probably studying. Why?” I replied, while Nadine double taps me on my shoulders and gets up from behind me.

“I’m taking you shopping” she says looking me up and down staring at my outfit. 

I look in the mirror. I’m wearing regular black jeans and a plain red t-shirt. “What's wrong with what I’m wearing?” I ask through the mirror. 

She chuckles and says “Get your s**t. We’ll get doughnuts for breakfast” and walks out the door in a pair of fabulous knee-high boots that I didn't even see her put on. I grab my purse, slip on my black and grey checkered vans. I’m about to leave but I turn to Nadine realizing that she hasn’t moved from her bed. 

“Aren’t you coming?” I ask, tilting my head. 

“No. I’m tired and um. I’m a little uh sore” she briefly explained.

“Oh. Oh ok” I nod and just close the door. 

I make it down the stairs and I walk out the front of the house and out of the gate. I look around for Mckayla but then a really nice sports car comes to a stop right in front of where I almost have to take a step back. But I take notice that it's Mckayla driving the car. 

“Holy s**t, nice car!” I exclaimed.

“Yeah, yeah. Just get virgin” she laughed at herself.

“b***h, shut the f**k up” I say playfully and hop in. “So what is sexy babe?” I ask, referring to the car.

“She’s a jaguar,” Mckayla smiles as we pull into the dunkin’ doughnuts drive through. “I got her for my sweet sixteen, from this director. I was in, like, three of his movies because my mom was sleeping with him and using him for his money” 

“Oh” I pause. “Your mom sounds…” 

She turns to me, looks me straight in the eye and says "Don't say she sounds nice because she does not, nor is she actually nice” in the most serious tone I’ve heard coming from her. 

I just nod deciding not to push and she pulls up to order. 

“What do you want?” Mckayla asks.

“I’m not picky. Just double whatever you’re getting” I shrug

“Hi, welcome to dunkin’ donuts. How can I help you?” the lady in the intercom speaks.

“Hi. Can we get two medium iced mocha swirls and…” Mckayla orders but I’m not really paying any attention. I check my phone to see if my mom has responded to the text I sent her last night but she hasn’t. I check all my other messages. Not one of my old friends has called or even texted me asking where I am. It's like they completely forgot I existed once I stopped hanging out with them.

Mckayla pulls up to the window and hands the cashier a credit card.

“I can pay you back” I offer.

“No, keep your money. Today is on me. Besides, I have enough money as it is” she says, shaking off my offer and taking back her credit card from the cashier lady. 

I was going to protest but Mckayla gives me this look that says that she's not going to take my money or let me pay for anything. This attractive Hispanic guy that looks slightly older than me, hands Mckayla a bag and our two coffees. He’s practically drooling over her. She takes the bag and coffees, gives him a flirtatious smile then drives away and parks in an empty spot in the next parking lot over and she hands me a plain chocolate doughnut and plastic cup of coffee.

“That guy was hot,” Mckayla said with a mouthful of chocolate doughnut. I just shrug while I take long sips of my coffee. 

“Oh whatever” she rolls her eyes and eats her doughnut. 

I guess we were both hungry because we both finished our doughnuts in silence and drank all of my coffee while she only drank about half. Mckayla then drove us to some clothing stores a couple blocks away from Jackson Square. 

“I figured we could go to a couple stores, then in like an hour we’re going to ‘Lorelai's. I made an appointment a few days ago” McKayla said, getting out of her beautiful car. 

“Who’s Lorelai?” I ask curiously.

“It's a waxing place. They’ll do yours too” What are we waxing and how scared should I be? She shuts her car door and leads me to a string of clothing stores.

The first store we went into was H&M. Mckayla walked in there like she owned the place and started handing me clothes to try on. How she knew my sizes, I have no idea. They had handed me a mountain of clothes to try on, and once I couldn’t hold any more clothes, she had dragged me into the dressing room.

We stepped into a dressing room that could fit five people, and I striped into my underwear and bra while Mckayla was piecing the clothes together to make an outfit. 

The first outfit she handed me was a tank top that was cropped so short, it could be considered a tube top with spaghetti straps, along with a black and white, tight cami skirt. 

As I was putting on the skirt, Mckayla says, “Today we are creating a whole new you. Starting off with the wardrobe. Now, there are three categories we need to fill. One, Casual yet cute with a dash of sexy, also known as the CCS. Two, Party wear. And three, date wear” she says looking at the other clothes, trying to put together a second outfit as I zip up the skirt. 

“What about comfortable clothes?” I ask looking at the undoubtedly cute pile of clothes but none I would lounge in.

“You have your old clothes for that,” she says and turns to me. “Oh that is a definite yes. It makes your t**s and your ass look phenomenal” Mckayla then turns me to see my side profile in the mirror, then gives me a slight tap on the ass and says “Try this next and give those to me. These are going in the yes pile”

She hands me the second outfit. She gave me a tiny black t-shirt and a red and black plaid skirt. Not the gross ugly kind of plaid though. More like a window pane plaid. I put on the top carefully not to get deodorant on it, then went to the skirt. I pulled it up to my waist, the fabric starting just below my belly button and I tried to zip it up but the zipper will only go a quarter of the way up.

“I don’t think this one is gonna fit M” I give up, trying not to break the zipper and Mckayla turns looking confused.

She looks at my predicament, then looks me straight in my eyes and laughs, “That's because you put it on wrong dumb ass” She then walks up behind me and pulls up the skirt higher, making it even shorted than I thought it would be, bringing it about four inches under my boobs. Mckayla then zips up the skirt and says “this is also a yes”

“Its so short though”

“Wear it with some knee high boots and it’ll even it out” she turns to the pile again and says “Next!”

We had spent 45 minutes in that dressing room. According to Mckayla, everything was a yes and we ended up getting everything she picked out for me. I offered to pay again but she just told me to shut up.

After we realized the time, we walked over to Lorelai’s. There was no wait. The place was practically empty. We opened the door ringing the bell attached to it and we stepped in. The moment the bell rang a middle aged woman stepped out, I’m guessing Lorelai, and sat behind the counter.

“What can I help you too with today?” she sweetly asked.

“I have an appointment for Mckayla, and judging by your business today, I’m guessing you could squeeze my friend in”

The woman just looked at her schedule papers ignoring Mckayla’s rudeness and said “Ahh yes. Mckayla. We have you for eyebrows, legs, and full brazilin. I’m guessing the same for your friend” then she looks at me but before I could answer her, Mckayla nods and they both start making their way to the back room.

I catch up to them half way down the short hallway and pull on Mckayla’s elbow as Lorelai walks into a room.

“Bikini wax? I did not sign up for this!” I aggressively whispered.

“Come on! It's a girls day! It’ll be fun” she fought.

“Umm I didn’t realize getting my coochie waxed was fun?” I argued.

“It’ll be over in a couple of seconds. Don’t be such a baby” 

I drew my eyes together at her calling me a baby and she just rolled her eyes and dragged me into the room.

“Who’s first?” Lorelai asked not looking up from the wax she was stirring with a popsicle stick and her now gloved hand. 

“I will” Mckayla volunteered then looked over to me, “so the wimp can see that it's really not that bad”

I rolled my eyes and sat on the wooden chair next to the waxing table. Mckayla jumps up on the table and lifts up one of her arms as Lorelai stands next to her, hot wax in hand. Lorelai applies the wax on her armpit and Mckayla says, “oooooohhhh, that's warm” looking down at the action.

“It won't be for long” I mumbled and Mckayla shot me a glare.

I stare at Lorelai as she applies the wax strip to the wax, rubs her hand on it so it fully sticks and rips it off Mckayla’s armpit. She didn’t even budge. 

“One and done,” Lorelai says.

Lorelai continues to do Mckayla’s other arm and her legs and Mckayla didn’t budge or complain or even whimper once. Seeing her reaction is giving me the confidence to get this done. Mckayla then took off her underwear and skirt and laid down on the table so Lorelai could have full access to her lady parts.

I kept my eyes anywhere but on the waxing. As Lorelai was counting down I decided to look at Mckayla’s face. To see if she would react. Maybe I was just being a baby like Mckayla said. 

“Three” I heard Lorelai finish and I heard the rip of the strip coming off her skin and she inhaled sharply. So this does hurt? FML

This goes on for a couple of minutes and now, unfortunately, it's my turn. 

I have to take off my shirt though because unlike Mckayla’s tank top, my shirt has short sleeves. My armpits are done in one go each and the pain only lasted a second. This really wasn't that bad. My legs hurt a little more than my armpits and took a little over five minutes each. This is not as bad as I expected, but the worst has yet to come. 

Within minutes, the worst has arrived and I’m super nervous. I feel the warm wax on my area, then the strip going on my cooch. 

I looked over to Mckayla and she was fighting back a smile at my terror. “b***h, you’re making me do this. Hold my hand” She just rolled her eyes and took my hand. 

Lorelai started counting down from five but ripped at two and I yelped at the surprise. The pain only got worse as she got closer to the sensitive spots and at one point, I think almost broke Mckayla’s hand. 

After it was all over, Mckayla paid with her credit card and I tipped Lorelai a twenty. We walked out of the building feeling surprisingly fresh, in a way. Once we realized it was about one o’clock she took me to a restaurant called Lemonade. There was almost no wait in the line and a very healthy place. I ordered a grilled chicken sandwich and a medium lemonade, and  Mckayla got some grilled artichoke salad or something hipster. This time I insisted on paying and she actually let me pay. The food was so good. My sandwich had spinach instead of lettuce and egg whites, and the lemonade tasted so fresh. 

After lunch we went on shopping and we got a s**t-ton of things. I think Mckayla just replaced and doubled my whole wardrobe, along with five pairs of sunglasses. 

It's about four o’clock now and we're starting to head back to the academy. Back home. This place has started to feel like home a lot quicker that I thought it would have. 

As Mckayla parks her car, I hop out and make my way to the trunk with all the bags in it. She stopped me before I could open it though. I give her a confused look and she just says, “Watch this”

Her hand hovers over the trunk and her eyes close. A few seconds go by and she opens her eyes and she moves her hand back to her side. “Now open it” she meekly says.

I quickly opened the truck and I am utterly shocked to find it completely empty. I snap my head back to Mckayla and I just see her with a smug smile. “It's called Transmutilation. I can move objects and myself wherever I want.” she explains.

“You have to show me how to do that” I’m pretty sure my eyebrows are over my head like a cartoon character. 

“So where's all the bags now?” I question.

“In our room” she says as we make our way inside the house. 

We make our way to our room and it looks like Nadine isn’t here, but didn’t bother to make her bed. The shopping bags tool up my whole bed and some of the floor. Mckayla and I took this opportunity for our daily telekinesis practice to move coat hangers from our shared walk in closet and hang all the new clothes, and fold all of the other clothes into my dresser. Thirty or so bags and an hour later, we were finally done. 

I was about to make my way to the kitchen for a small snack before dinner but something caught my eye though the bay window before I could even think of moving my feet towards the door. Instead my feet move to the bay window and I open one of the side windows. It was more of a someone that caught my eye. 

I saw that Allison was out in the front yard with a group of four men and one woman. Two of the guys couldn’t have been much older than me. But one of the boys was the one that caught my attention.

 He was easily 6’2 and had a lean body but he also had muscles for days. My mystery boy had dark black hair and tan olive skin. But even from all the way up here I could see his gorgeous bright green eyes. 

He drew his eyebrows together and he started looking around the front yard and trail up the house until his eyes landed on me, and I jumped back a little. I can see him smirk a little at that.

Shit! He caught me staring at him. Ok! It's ok. Play it cool. I get back where I was, do a flirty smile and a small wave. My mystery boy does a smirk back and nods at me, and my heart beats just slightly faster. Before something else could happen, the moment is cut short to one of my sister witches asking, “What are you doing,” and nearly giving me a heart attack.