Neffi
I sat on the bench outside my dorm room, waiting on whoever was supposed to teach me witchcraft to show up, while other students walked pass in deep conversation about what they had planned to do for Valentine’s Day, and I couldn’t help but feel jealous. Instead of having an amazing day with my boyfriend, I would be stuck learning new spells, while he would be out probably killing people. It’s not that I had a problem learning witchcraft, because I didn’t. I really wanted to learn, I just wanted that day off to spend with my boyfriend.
Suddenly I felt all the hairs on the front of my arms stand up, and this intense pull from behind me and I instantly knew who it was. I tried to fight the urge to look in his direction, mostly because I had promised everyone that I would avoid him a
