His Luna, His Witch

Chapter One

Summer’s POV

My alarm went off at seven in the morning, waking me up to get ready for school. I quickly took a shower, got dressed, and I went into the kitchen, where mom was making breakfast.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart!” She exclaimed when I kissed her on the cheek. “How does it feel to be eighteen now?”

I shrugged my shoulders and filled my plate with mom’s southwest vegan breakfast skillet.

“Is dad coming today?” I asked mom. Mom and Dad met at a Beltane festival, and that’s how I came to be. Dad is a warlock on the council and my stepmom, Teresa, has been wonderful with me.

“He said he would be here after school to take you out for some shopping and dinner at the house, and I guess Teresa is cooking dinner for your birthday.” Mom told me that a tear fell down her cheek. “Several years ago, I didn’t think this would be possible, seeing you turn eighteen years old. Because of the Mountain Moon Pack and their allies’ efforts, I was reunited with you,” she reminisced. Then, mom turned and looked at me. “I have been sensing danger, Summer. If anything happens, go to the Mountain Moon. They will take you in and protect you.”

“Why can’t I go to dad’s?” I asked. “He is closer.”

“It won’t be safe there, either.” She gave me a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. “Please, just do as I asked.”

I nodded as I took a bite of my breakfast.

When I checked the time, I knew it was time to go to school.

“I love you and will see you later.” I grabbed my bag and ran out of the door to my truck. Jumping in, I started the truck and drove fifteen minutes to school.

When I pulled into the parking lot, Selina and our good friend, Jeffery Webster, were leaning against Selina’s 1973 Volkswagen Beetle.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SUMMER!” Seeing me, they both shouted. They hugged me, then handed me my birthday presents. I opened them both, and Selina got me some crystals I wanted, and Jeff got me a book of Walk Whitman’s poetry, Leaves of Grass.

“Thank you, to the both of you! I love them!” I smiled, hugging each one of my friends. As I hugged Jeff, a group of kids walked by. The popular kids. The star quarterback of the football team, Christian Brown, with his b***h of a girlfriend, Holly Perkins. She is the prettiest girl in the school, but the ugliest on the inside. Her little squad was following them, along with Christian’s two best friends, Brenden and Blake.

“Ew! The freak hugging the faggot!” Holly taunted us.

“f**k off, b***h!” Selina fired back at her. “I think you have mascara running down your face!”

Holly’s face fell, stopped in her tracks, and pulled out her compact to check her makeup. Selina laughed as we headed towards the doors and went inside.

“You lying b***h!” Holly yelled at us as we walked in.

My first class is history, so I went to my locker, placed my bag and coat in it, and went down the hall to class. Luckily, my first two classes didn’t have Holly and her clones.

My morning was going well until I went to geometry. That is the first class I have with Holly and her clones. I was one of the first to arrive, sat by the window, and was enjoying the magnificent mountain views of the Olympic National Forest.

Suddenly, there was a crash, and I looked over, and Holly and her cronies were laughing as she knocked my books off my desk.

“Oops,” she smirked, and went back to her laughing. I leaned over and picked up my books, placing them back on my desk.

“You need to be more careful, freak,” Holly teased. “Someone could trip and get hurt.”

“I’ll remember that next time.” I faked a smile at her. She sat there and glared at me, ready to open her mouth, when Mr. Oleson walked in.

“Ok, class, please hand in your assignments, and turn to page 125,” He announced, walking up to his white board. He wrote some diagrams on the board and turned to everyone. “Holly, since you want to talk with the class, why don’t you come up and solve this?” He asked her. It was a perfect opportunity to get back at her.

Holly got up out of her desk and walked to the front. As soon as she was out of her desk, I used my telepathy powers, and slid her desk over, making one leg catch her foot, tripping her. Holly screamed and fell face first into the desk in front of her, busting her nose.

“NO! MY NOSE! IT IS RUIN NOW!” she screamed. I sat at my desk, smirking, laughing silently inside. Try to f**k with me, b***h.

Holly looked over at me, holding her nose. “It’s that freak’s fault!” she screamed, pointing at me. “She was the one who moved my desk!”

Several students chuckled, as they knew I couldn’t have done it because I was two rows over.

“Miss Perkins, that is impossible,” Mr. Oleson told her. “Let’s get you to the nurse’s station, and have the office call your parents.” He walked over and took her arm to help her out of the room.

“What the f**k did you do to her?” her so-called bestie, Shanice, yelled at me.

“Summer did nothing to Holly!” Yasmine, one of my classmates, yelled back at her.

“She was sitting there at her desk when Holly tripped over her desk.” Several of the other students agreed with her.

“She is a witch!” Coco, Holly’s wannabe, screamed at Yasmine. “She used her powers!”

I rolled my eyes, as they seriously think I was a witch.

She picked up her pen and chewed the end. I used my powers again, making the pen explode, leaving ink all over her face, and her expensive cashmere sweater. Everyone laughed at her as she stormed out of the room, along with the rest of Holly’s cronies.

The bell rang and all of us left the room and headed to the lunchroom. I found Selina and Jeff at our usual spot, under the big oak tree outside.

“What the hell did you do to Holly?” Selina asked me as I sat down. I smiled and took the piece of pizza she grabbed for me.

“I’ll give her a dose of her own medicine,” I said with a smile. Selina knows the truth about mom and me, since we basically grew up together. I smirked, popping the p. “The b***h deserved it.”

Both Selina and Jeff laughed, as they knew how much Holly has been tormenting me since I came back to school.

Suddenly, there was a kick to my side, causing instantaneous pain to my side. I looked over and found Holly and Shanice standing over me.

“You will pay for what you did to my nose,” Holly hissed at me. “And you owe Coco a new cashmere sweater, and not some cheap knock-off!”

I slowly got up, holding my side.

“Holly, don’t blame me because you are a klutz and tripped over your own desk,” I explained to her. “And with the pen incident, Coco did that all on her own.”

Holly screamed, punching me in the face. “You lying cunt! You f*****g did that s**t to me and Coco, and we will find the proof you did it.”

“Give it up, Holly,” Selina told her, stepping in between the three of us.

“This is none of your business, freak,” Holly told Selina.

Selina stood there, clenching her hands. I came up with an idea. I placed my hand on her shoulder, and she looked over at me.

I said, winking at her. “Holly, you are going to do something you are going to regret later. Leave us alone.”

Just then, one teacher who was outside monitoring us came up to us.

“Is there a problem?” Mrs. Watkins asked us.

“No, Mrs. Watkins,” I said. “Holly and Coco are just now leaving.”

The teacher looked at Holly and Coco, and they both stood there glaring at me, but reluctantly went back to their crowd. Mrs. Watkins went back over to her table, continuing to watch everyone.

I held up a finger and focused my powers on Holly. Suddenly, Holly dances around the football team, confused why she was doing it. She was rubbing herself up against the guys, taking one of their hands and placing it on her breast. Christian was pissed because she was flirting with his friends. Then, this is when it got good. She took off her sweater and tossed it to the side.

“What the f**k is going on?” She asked frantically. “Why am I dancing and why I am taking my clothes off?”

She looked at me, and seen I was focusing all my attention on her. I smiled at her and made her take off her short skirt, exposing her black lacey thong to everyone.

“Miss Perkins, get your clothes back on right now!” Mrs. Watkins ordered her.

By then, all the guys who were outside circled around Holly, as she took off her tank top, exposing her t**s to all the guys. The guys cheered, encouraging her for more. I made her walked up to the guys, allowing them to touch her.

Mrs. Watkins interrupted the strip show by barging through the crowd and covering Holly up with her sweater.

“Miss Perkins, you are coming with me!” she yelled, grabbing Holly by the arm and leading her into the school. The guys were moaning and groaning, pissed about the show ending too soon. Christian sat there, his face bright red, and I knew he was fuming.

Selina was rolling on the ground, laughing hard. Jeff had his eyes covered, as he did not want to see a naked girl.

“Summer, that is the best damn show I have ever seen! That was f*****g perfect!” Selina said in a low voice. “Now, she might leave you alone.”

I shrugged my shoulders at her. “Perhaps.”