Conner: WitchMature

  "What?" she snapped. I frowned,

  "I need to speak to you...Privately." I exclaimed,

  "Whatever you wanna say, you can say it here," she said, angry.

 "Not if it's about...Witches." I whispered. Her eyes widened. I smiled, and walked out into the field. I decided to hide behind the cages; the one place we wouldn't get found. She walked at a brisk pace behind me.

  "How the hell do you know about witches?" she asked,

  "Well, for starters, I am one. Well, a warlock, really. I'm also a vampire.

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