Jocelyn
I laid in bed, my mind buzzing crazily. Melinda was a witch. A powerless witch. Magicless. I had never heard of that. I mean, I also didn't pay attention in school even when the subject was halfway decent.
Now I was wishing I had. And it wasn't like I could research this s**t in a human library. They wouldn't have the information I needed. It made me nervous knowing someone knew about me. About us.
I preferred having the knowledge that we were the only ones here. One wrong wove with her and we could find ourselves in trouble. I rubbed my eyes sleepily and sat up. I kneeled next to the mini fridge under the TV and grabbed a hot pocket out and a frozen peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
I ate the sandwich just like that, liking the crunch of the peanut butter and heated up the ho
