Lora woke up with a start. She had the dream again. It was about the gorgeous warlock and an ugly girl. The guy had used magic on three nasty girls, turning them into frogs. Unfortunately, he also used a memory spell on the ugly and pitiful girl.

Too bad… they were perfect for one another.

Beauty and the beast….!

Lora smiled at the idea then, yawned. She was still sleepy.

Closing her eyes, Lora tried to dismiss the vision of the warlock and the girl in her head. The boy used witchcraft on four people. If he was in her family, He could have been grounded for using magic.

Lora knew the dream as a sort of a warning. Her days were counted, but she didn’t care.

Something bit her toe!

“What the-?” Lora got up, pulling her bed-covers.

She saw a mouse! It was a grey, average-sized grey rodent!

The sixteen-year old girl almost jumped. Then, she realized something. “Oh! It’s only you.”

The mouse gave a squeaking noise, sounding really angry.

“Oh! Shut up!” Lora grabbed one of her pillows. She was about hit the pest when her bedroom- door opened.

A thin woman with a stern face entered the room. She was startled finding a mouse on Lora’s bed. But, suddenly, she understood.

“Turn your brother into his human form!” Aunt Sophie snapped at Lora.

“He started it,” she protested. “He was gawking at my diary last night!”

Lora was slender girl with the most greenest and vivacious eyes. She towered over her father’s aunt with such defiance.

“Turn him back, right now!”

Lora shook her head firmly, hating the idea. The mouse squeaked violently at her.

“LORAYNE MARGARETTE!!!”

Against her will, Lora moved a finger towards the grey rodent.

“KILAB OATZ!!” she screamed.

Green- bright spark flew from her finger. Smashing towards the mice, the light engulfed it in a green mist.

Miles, Lora’s seven year old sibling jumped out from the mist. He has the same green eyes like his sister and the raven-black hair.

He was crying. His face was red in rage. He shook his fists toward his sister but made no attempt to punch her.

“A cat almost had me last night!” Miles cried. “I’m telling father!”

“Go ahead!”  Lora shouted.

“Stop it!” Aunt Sophie was clutching her chest. She herself was fuming by the children’s actions.

Lora snubbed the woman. Haughtily, she moved for the door and out of the room.