"WAKE UP!" The small witch shouted at Annie. She fell off the bed and realized suddenly were she was. "UP! UP! UP!" The little witch continued.
"OK OK" Annie said sitting up rubbing her head were she had landed. "No need to blow off my ears. I'm not deaf you know."
"Good we need someone who can hear. Now you must come to the front of the shop were you can get some food and we can explain what you will be learning to day." The little witch hopped off Annie's bed and walked off. Annie quickly fallowed in worry if she didn't then the witch would shout again and she didn't think she could handle another blast of shouting.
"Ah good your finally up Ms. Annabelle" the taller witch said as she gave Annie a bowl full of who knows what. Annie didn't bother to ask. The reply was never good. She had learned that form the over fifteen thousand movies she had seen.
"Eat its good for you." Annie nodded and grabbed a spoon and started. She thought it tasted strange but she didn't let it bother her. "Now I suppose we should introduce our selves? Well that would be the proper thing to do and we don't do proper here in Halloween town ok?" The witch said pointing to Annie with a wrinkly boney finger. "Now we think it might be to soon for you to learn fighting magic so we shall first show you simple potions and spell over the next two weeks then some more complicated spells and if we think you're ready we'll tech you magic fighting ok?" Annie nodded. "Now I know it may also be too soon but we have to go to Town hall to deal with some matters so we need you to run the shop while we are gone. All you have to do is look at that list and according to what the-" Annie cut her off
"And according to what the costumer wants just do some adding charge them and write what I sold and I'm guessing the products are labeled right?" Bother witches were speechless. "Umm when I was about-"
"Never mind that you under stand. Write what you sold here and while you're waiting for customers you will be experimenting with some of the potions in this book." The taller witch took a book about the size of two of the filth Harry Potter books. "Good now the ingredients for the potions you might be making are there" She said pointing to and old shelf with tons of old jars with dusty labels. "Ok? Good." They quickly rushed out the door. Annie walked behind the desk and bent over to scan the book the witch had given her.
"Ok well I better start." She was looking for a potion that might be harmless but will do something. Her eye found a spell that read:
SLEEPING POTION
INGREEDIANTS=
1 jar of deadly nightshade
1 breath of frogs breath
1/2 jar of worms wart
Add ingredient in order they are listed
"Sounds simple enough" Annie said quietly she looked at the shelf to find the ingredients. "It might help if I have sleeping problems. And if I do I can guess why." She got one of the small caldrons from her room and started to do as the book said. She was about done when she heard someone enter. She didn't bother hiding the caldron. She figured the people here didn't care about manners. A boy about her age walked in. he was like her. Really pale skin, a few stitches, a dark orange shirt and black pants. With even darker shoes. His hair was a dark brown and his eyes were like two dark blue crystals. There was something familiar about him but she didn't ask.
"Is there something I can get you?" She asked politely.
"So they have you running the shop now do they? I figured you would have done something better. Then again I thought you would have died later." The boy said in a voice Annie quickly recognized. He was facing a shelf pretending not to be intrested.
