Chapter 4

Stormie-

Six hours and many dyes later, the color couldn’t be concealed. They have tried to bleach my hair to the point that it should be fried by now, but nothing worked. I was as baffled as them about my hair, but aside from shaving my head, nothing could be done.

“I guess we will just have to tell them that Misty dyed her hair because she didn’t want to be mistaken for her sister any longer.” The woman that I have always thought was my mother spoke while tapping her long index finger on her chin. “We don’t have long. We need to meet with Mabel so she can give you the temporary Mark.”

We left the house of one of her friends since they hadn’t wanted it to get out that I wasn’t Misty. When we returned to the house, Mabel was already ready to cast a spell. It made me sick to know they were going to do a spell on me so that I could have my Mark back for only a month.

“This will sting a little, but you must bear with it.” Mabel said as she guided me to the couch.

Sitting on the couch, I