Even though I didn’t finish the novel I started writing in November I figured I should give my readers a little taste of what I spent the month working on.
So, without further ado, here’s an excerpt from Witch, Please! A Riverdale/The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina-esque YA novel about high school and witches.
Fiona whipped into the school parking lot and right into the prime spot closest to the entrance. Well, the closest spot that wasn’t designated for a handicap accessible vehicle because even though those two spots were a tad bit better she wasn’t bitch enough to take them. At least not since that one incident at the mall where she would have been absolutely humiliated if there had been any witnesses.
Once she was parked Fiona slid flicked down the visor so she could access the mirror there, giving herself one last look over before she left to enter the school. She didn’t look at anything but her own reflection and yet she knew that Veronica was doing the exact same thing in the passenger seat and that Beth and Rachel would have their compact mirrors out in the backseat.
She’d taught her friends well, with the same advice her mother had given her when she’d started picking out her own clothes. “Don’t go anywhere unless you can go perfect.”
Fiona did a last little swipe of lip gloss, tossed the tube into her purse, and then addressed her friends. “Are we all ready to go?” she asked but didn’t wait for an answer before getting out of the car. If the other girls weren’t ready then they would be real fast, not wanting to get left behind. And Fiona would leave them behind.
She’d barely even shut her car door when Maggie, one of the Junior Varsity cheerleaders, approached them, juggling a cardboard drink tray with four iced coffee drinks from Fiona’s favorite coffee shop.
“I have your drinks. And good morning!” Maggie trilled as she handed a cup to each girl. (Fortunately for her, each of the girls had the same drink order, an iced caramel latte with almond milk so it was easy to pass out the drinks. Once winter hit and the girls switched to hot beverages it would get a lot more complicated. Beth and Veronica liked the seasonal drinks while Fiona and Rachel did not.)
Maggie trailed after the older girls as they made their way to their lockers even though she was a sophomore and her own locker and most of her classes would be in a completely different part of the building. And, depending on how demanding the older girls were, she could end up being very late for homeroom. But it was a risk that Maggie and a handful of the other younger girls took because they knew that Fiona ruled the school and that being on her good side was the best place to be if they wanted to make a name for themselves at Eastgate High.
“How were your summers?” Maggie asked as the older girls spun the dials on their lockers. They didn’t really have books they needed to pick up or drop off yet. No, they needed a few minutes for something more important than that: locker decorations.
“We spent three weeks at Fi’s vacation house in St. Lucia,” Beth offered up when it became clear that the others weren’t going to contribute to the conversation.
“Which we’ve done every summer for years,” Rachel pointed out as she took a few steps back from her locker to see how the photos and the magnetized mirror that she’d placed there looked.
“I would love to see St. Lucia,” Maggie said in a wistful little voice. “I’ve never been out of the country before.”
“Maybe next time we’ll bring you with us,” Fiona said, giving the younger girl a wide smile that had Maggie smiling in return. “You know, if one of our maids doesn’t return for the season next year.”
Maggie’s face fell and Fiona just snorted. “Stop trying so hard sweetie and maybe next time the offer will be real. You’re dismissed,” she added as she slammed her locker shut.
“Why do you have to be so mean?” Beth asked once the younger girl was out of earshot.
Fiona leaned against her locker and glared at Beth. “They have to learn eventually that you don’t always get what you want. Unless you’re one of us of course.”