Grachi laughed, a real, full laugh that made the greenhouse vines curl happily around the rafters. "Deal."
She remembered the first time Matías had made her laugh so hard she’d floated to the ceiling. She remembered Mia defending her from a bully, no magic needed. She remembered Daniel staying up all night to help her decode a difficult enchantment. grachi in english
"Concentrate, Grachi," she whispered to herself. "Focus." Grachi laughed, a real, full laugh that made
The next day, she gathered her coven in the abandoned greenhouse behind the school. Daniel, ever the pragmatist, was checking his phone for any signs of magical disturbances. Mia, her former rival turned fierce best friend, was already mixing a protective salt circle. Even Tony and Cussy, the mischievous magical mascots, were uncharacteristically serious, their fur standing on end. She remembered Daniel staying up all night to
"Ugh!" she groaned, burying her face in her pillow.
The flame on her finger suddenly erupted into a fireball. With a yelp, Grachi lost her concentration, dropped to the mattress with a soft thud, and the fireball shot across the room, narrowly missing her mirror before dissolving into a puff of smoke.