You slowly wake up to the smell of eggs in the air. Today was your birthday, and you were excited. Today you would turn 17. Sadly, today was the day your twin sister was turning 17.

Her name was Luna. She was a very Petite looking woman with long blue hair that covered her eyes. After your argument she had seemed to grow her hair to cover her bright green eyes.

She had amazing breasts that always hid behind baggy clothing. Sometimes you would catch her in tight clothing, but it was never too tight.

Now you loved your sister, but she didn't love you the same way anymore. The memory was still fresh

"Hey Luna!" You call into the room. "What's with all these books?" You pick one up to see in big letters "Guide to being a witch." She looks at the book. "Oh, that's a book our mom's gave me." She smiles at you.

"Well, why did mom give you a book on witches?" You asked confusingly. "I mean its pretty stupid they gave these to you." Your eyes turn to your sister.

"Well, it's because I am a witch!" She screams at you, the volume of her voice scares you. "Our mom's are also witches!" She stands up and rips the book out of your hand.

"Bullshit Sis! Our mom's aren't witches and neither are you." But the angry look on here face told you that she was not having any of it.

Suddenly there was a lot of pain.

Sadly, that was all you could remember. The memory was still a tiny bit fuzzy.

"Hey!" Your sister calls from outside your room. "Wake your ass up and come down stairs. Mom wants to talk to you." You could tell there was a hint of glee in her voice.

"Fine IM coming." You slowly hoped out of bed and walked to your mirror to check yourself out.