May 2013 - Harvey Milk High School
She's my main witch since the other one went and got hitched. Married to someone named Ishin Unpronounceable, which is a suspect name if you catch my drift. With that said...I suppose I should stop my usual inner monologue and get back to work. God knows leading a nation can put a lot of stress on a person's mind.
She rolled her eyes as Miss Michelle spit out her usual sass. Listening to this lady ramble had become normalcy so she really didn't care. Why would she? Hair done right, clothes on point, and graduation in her sight; Bonnie Wu Song has it made. "What do you want?", she asked like a suppressed teenager living in America, "I'm graduating with honors so I don't need a speech." She crossed her arms over her developed chest, wondering why her legal guardian had waltzed her way back into her life. Bonnie figured it could be news pertaining to her choice for college or worse...Madame Blossom.
"Please if I wanted to discuss Ohio State or your lesbian lover I would of done that already", she cackled as they walked into a more secluded area, "I'm here to discuss far more important matters, like the fact that you haven't been practicing witchcraft for the last several months. Which means you either want to lose the amount of money I've poured into your life or you want to die. And although killing you wouldn't hinder my conscience, it'd probably lead to trouble with Fan Song and her masked man deep throating my life", she looked at the frazzled firecracker with a look of disappointment, "And as much as I like drama, I'm in no position for a troublesome threesome. In fact that's why I'm here."
Miss Michelle took a long pause, because speaking so much made her eyebrows sweat profusely. It wasn't in her nature to look thirsty, it lowered her sexual appeal. Clasping her hands together the brash beau continued her preordained speech. "After graduation you'e using your summer and reading those damn books I gave you. You're going to help me elevate my game and once that's over you can go back to living the real L word. Plain and simple. No talking back and if you do I'll let Fan know you want to live with her instead." She giggled like a giddy prom queen.
"But Clarice....my powers scare me." She teared up at the idea of accessing such diabolical magics.
"Bon Bon.....there's a new order in America and being scared isn't on the agenda."
I like her. I like her very much, but I wouldn't actually say that out loud. People have a habit of self entitlement whenever pleasantries are vocally shared. I act indifferent instead. People tend to work harder under pressure. And so I know she'll excel. She'll be a good witch. My witch. My main witch.
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