Maya's P.O.V.
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《Hey!》
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《Earth to Maya!》
《What?》
《You spaced out on us!》
《Oh, sorry.》
I shake my head to bring myself back down to earth.
《So what where we talking about?》 I ask
《We were talking about Gilmore Girls!》 Replies my twin sister May
I roll my eyes.
《Oh Maya, don't be like that!》 Says my sister's friend Addy
《What! I'm not allowed not to like a show composed of a bunch of prissy princesses And stuck up D-bags!》 I say loudly
They both stare at me with wide eyes. They shouldn't look so surprised, this is not the first time I've insulted that show and it's DEFINITELY not the last.
《Don't talk about people like that Maya. It's not right!》 My sister says with a scolding tone
I sigh.
《I know, I'm sorry! I'm just not a fan...》 I reply quietly
《It's fine, just remember that you don't want to go dark side on us.》 My sister warns me
《Yeah...》 I say starting to stare off into space again
The bell rings and I jump realizing that I've spaced out again.
《Come on Maya! Time to go home.》 Says Addy
I get up and follow them back to My house like a lost puppy.
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It takes us about half an hour to get home. Addy lives right next to us so I get a never ending earful of unintelligent blabbering about the stupidest things.
《Hello girls!》My mom calls out to us
《Hi Mom!》 May and Addy call back skipping over to her
《Hey.》 I say slumping down onto the couch
《What's wrong Maya? An other day withought finding your magic?》 My Mom asks
《Yeah. I had a bad day! I'm the only witch I know that hasn't found out what motivates themself enough to use their magic! It sucks! I'm sick of it!》 I yell and storm off to my room
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I get up to my room and flop down on my bed. I pull out my phone and start listening to My Chemical Romance, My all time favorite band! I put on the album Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge. The Revenge album is GREAT to listen to when your angry and I would definitely know that. I might have anger issues, but I do have a good reason to be angry all the time! I'm the only one I know in this wonderful wizerding world that has not found what their passionate about, and passion is what leads to magic. So I don't have magic and EVERYONE I know has had magic for as long as they can remember. Not me. Anyways... I don't want to think about this any more. Time for sleep.
I close my eyes and exhale harshly and soon drift off into a deep sleep.
