My best friend

Who would have suspected that Wendy Cooper is a dark witch? How did I not notice? No wonder she was so interested in my hidden project or why she chose to read about mythology the first day she came to visit me, Hayley thought. It was too much to bear, she kept her secret from her and Wendy did the same. What if she's more powerful? Ridiculous! She has been watching her kill all these people and she didn't do anything. There must be something Wendy knows that she doesn't know. Hayley was drawn away from her thoughts when Amadeus entered her room. Amadeus saw the glittering stone lying on top of her drawer, he was expecting it to be a stone that burned in flames.

“When would we do the needful?” Amadeus asked.

“Tonight.” Hayley answered. It was a Saturday so they would be no Weston Hills High students loitering in the school by midnight.

“What bothers you?” Amadeus asked again as he sat beside her, he took her time to note the look on her face and she wasn't feeling so good.

“Nothing