Cheerleading tryouts are coming up.

I get to judge people.

Logan I need my essay dude.

Excellent. I might just keep you around.

I’ll have it finished Sunday afternoon.

The Cold War, 5 pages, Monday.

Great. Now, what’s your paper over, how long does it have to be, and when does it need to be completed? 

Fine, fine, $20 it is.

You’re only getting a B- with $15. 

$15.

I can write your essay for $20.

Google doesn't write essays for ya, genius.

Or you could just use Google. 

There has to be a spell somewhere that does your homework for you.

High Heels.

She didn't need to be tall to get people to do what she wanted them to anyway. She had her way of charming and weaseling her way into people's thoughts, and she also had the power to make people do what she wanted- she was a witch, after all. She was sure her parents wouldn't approve of her spelling people to do small things for her such as homework and other tasks she couldn't be bothered with. So she kept that secret to herself. Veronica knew, she was sure, but she never said anything about it. She looked the other way.

So fuck wearing high heels, Charina Shipley could get what she wanted without them.

Be quiet, brat.

I thought tall people were supposed to be the clumsy ones. 

I fell down the stairs.

How’d you do that? 

Video games, fun. I'm fine. Twisted my ankle the other day.

Seems you’ve forgotten that I’m not exactly little, short stuff. I’m doing fine, just finishing up the last of my project then probably going to play video games because I have nothing better to do. How are you? 

Yeah? Look in the mirror. How you doing?

I see no bratty little cousins around here. 

Not for bratty little cousins.

Aren’t Friday nights usually exciting? 

Sounds fun! Find any you like yet?

I twisted my ankle.

It’s going okay.  I looked at dresses the other day.