Bewitched Chapter two She stood for a moment. Admiring the front of her new house. 'Hmm,' she thought, crossing her arms. "Its perfect. Tabs?" She glanced around "where has that cat got to now??" After a while of 'arranging' everything, (in Stephanie's case flicking her wrist at every thing in her path and watching them fall into place) was finally finished and was happy with her work of heavy lifting and carrying all afternoon. Soon after Tabby pounced through the window in the kitchen and landed on the arm of the chair Stephanie was sat on. Tabby was a black cat. And very intelligent. She sat staring out the window, probably wishing she never came back in as her petite little face was showing no signs of amusement or any face to show that she was satisfied with what Stephanie had spent her afternoon doing. Tabby must of got bored, and as Stephanie suspected, got up and left her for the great out doors yet again. "Darn' cat..." She muttered taking a sip from her warm milky coffee.

Bewitched Chapter one Magic As Stephanie walked up a beautiful houses front garden path she flicked her wrist in the direction of the old lady approaching her. She seemed to be in her own little world, not even noticing Stephanie. But before she could even smile the old lady walked up to her. "Im sorry but its not for sale." She said, looking up to her. Stephanie flicked her hair, laughing to herself and suddenly a white painted wooden sign popped up from the ground behind the old lady reading 'FOR SALE.' The lady turned her head and smiled. "Not until next week," she laughed. Stephanie flicked her hair again, not smiling, but looking slightly annoyed and then suddenly, hanging below the for sale sign another popped up 'Dates being switched to November the 10th.' She smiled to herself and the old lady walked away down the path, handing her the silver keys on her way. Stephanie turned on her heel facing the lady's back as she walked and whispered to herself. "An old lady's memory, hard to tamper, make her forget, the 10th of november."