"I hate being a Witch."
"What!?" He yelled. "That... how... but..." Shane didn't know what to say. It was such a shock.
Who would have thought that people like Bell exist? Witches and Wizards who hated their ability.
"That's... unbelievable..." he whispered, "but why?"
"It's just... Magic was the reason my parents got separated, the reason I don't know my own father, and it took everything away that I loved...and..."
"And..?" He repeated softly.
"A-And... the rest is-is not necessary," she said as she opened her book again.
"Do you know anything about your father? About the... the things he did?"
Bell shook her head. "I don't know and I don't want to know. Please Shane, as a friend I ask you to stop talking about my family issues."
Shane had to smile when she called him a friend. "Okay, as a friend I will take it to heart." Again he laughed and Bell could swear that she saw little angels flying around his head and shoulders.
"Whoa..." She was stunned but quickly catched herself.
"Is everything alright?" He asked.