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001 → THE TIMING’S NEVER RIGHT.

Diana’s world was turned up side down months prior to the end of summer, and for any normal teenage girl, it was hard to get past. She was witch, which wasn’t normal for anyone, but a witch who harbored dark magic within her own soul and suffered greater loss in her teens than most would have known throughout their entire life. Her father wasn’t her father, yet a man who was darker than most. She suffered trauma with most of her friends, her circle, her family. It was enough that once she pushed through, Diana wanted nothing more than to take a breather. Whether that meant climbing into a car with a guy she was slowly getting to know, so be it.

The summer went well, for the most part. No sudden text messages with Cassie being in trouble, no life or death situations that fell into the hands of a teenage girl that hardly knew what she was doing. No heart break because of a destined love; more so a simple, normal life of a teenage girl enjoying her summer at a beach, catching tan lines It was a summer to remember with someone that hardly knew her like most others did, but in a sense, maybe that was exactly what Diana needed.

But because of the fact that she left town abruptly, her ties back in Chance Harbor weren’t exactly in tact. Cassie had been distraught with her upon her departure, but despite the fact that the two had been biologically sisters, Diana couldn’t find it in herself to use that as a reason to stay. Her relationship with the blonde was rocky, and a bit of bitterness was swelled up inside. Adam was another story, as she had to cut herself from the man cold turkey if anything would work. He was a guy she loved for years, as a part of her heart would always be in his hand, but friendship was never there thing - so a break from him was something in the works she would certainly need. Faye and Melissa, on the other hand, were two she left on good terms with. Melissa had always been a friend of her own that would understand everything she had gone through, and Faye, well, Faye was Faye. Faye was a girl that drove her crazy and didn’t get along with most of the time, but the two had grown through most of what they went through. So maybe it was because of that alone was why she was so nervous with returning.

It was a familiar place yet being away from it for so long changed things. The little details were still the same, but the feeling was off. It wasn’t her boyfriend’s place anymore, but the distant ex that was off with her now known half sister. A lot had changed in a course of a few months, a lot to shake her whole world.

Sooner or later she was being spoken to, and Diana looked up at the other witch whom approached her. “Faye,” Diana breathed out, and though it was difficult to hide, a smile grow wider across her face. “Right, yes. I’m just a little… I’m used to the sunny, warm weather. I forgot how quickly that changes back around here.” Chuckling, Diana let Faye’s hand grip her own elbow and she was drug further into the Boathouse, sticking her tongue out to dampen her lips. “Nothing has even changed. Including you. Is there a reason you’re so smiley, or is it just me?”

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“Of course you are,” Faye chuckled, rolling her eyes, “You leave boring old Chance Harbor for the summer and, what, go to California? Florida? Or did the majorly hot guy with the accent steal you away to his motherland filled with kangaroos and dingoes and whatever else there is there other than desert?”

She wouldn’t admit it, because admitting it meant admitting to some form of weakness, but Faye had thought about the other witch during her absence. Mostly in a curiosity type of way, wondering where she was and what she was doing, and whether it was more exciting than spending another summer in Chance Harbor, but enough that Diana had crossed her mind a number of times. She mostly blamed Melissa for that, who had gotten much closer with her when they were still bonded, bringing back a friendship that had been formed years before Faye had brought Melissa into her side. At first she’d been jealous, and maybe it had been a bit of a relief to have to smaller witch all to herself again with Diana leaving town so suddenly, but now she liked to think she’d come to terms with it better. She didn’t feel as possessive with her friendship as she did before, which probably only showed how boring her summer had been, if it had been filled with self reflection and growing up. What a load of crap, if anyone asked for Faye’s opinion.

She allowed herself to glance at Diana as she let go of her elbow once they weren’t standing in the midde of the doorway, crossing her arms over her chest instead. The comment about how nothing had changed had her cringing internally, knowing how true the words were. Sure, plenty had changed. The Circle was once more broken, Diana and Cassie had some screwed up relationship because their moms banged the same guy and got pregnant, and they all nearly repeated history and died that night on the docks. But, now it just felt like they were back to where they started less than a year ago, when they had first discovered they were magic and experimenting. Even if the rest didn’t necessarily admit to it, she knew they all had dabbled in having their own powers again, though they might not have been itching to get their hands on new spells like she had. Still, details.

Instead of saying any of what was on her mind though, she instead just gave a chuckle of her own, matching Diana’s. “Plenty’s changed,” she started, darting her eyes around the Boathouse, “Like the fact that this place doesn’t look like it’s on the verge of having some health inspector slap a big ticket on it and close it for business anymore. That says something.” Not something Diana probably wanted to know about, since it involved her ex to some degree, but Faye didn’t bring him up. “Otherwise, yeah, I guess not much else has changed. Chance Harbor’s still the boring little town it was when you left, but there’s been no witch hunters trying to kill us in months, so maybe the quiet isn’t so bad.” She paused for a second, bringing her gaze back to Diana for a second before glancing the other witch up and down, weighing her next words carefully in her mind, “I wouldn’t call me that smiley, but.. things around here may have been dull without you bitching in my ear about keeping my magic hidden and being careful not to get caught. And we both know how I get with dull, I don’t handle it well.”

#001

001 → THE TIMING’S NEVER RIGHT.

After everything that had happened, having the summer with nothing to do but practice new spells with their newly unleashed witch powers and hanging out with Melissa, casting spells left and right, was the best way to spend the six weeks off. With no school, no devil spirit, and no circle keeping their powers bound, Faye had felt like she’d gone back to how things should be. She felt like she ruled the town once more, was back to being the resident bad girl, and everything was how it should be. The months being bound to the other five were hard, and her constant thirst for more power separate from the others had only made it worse. She wondered, sometimes, if it was a thing that would always be there, somewhere in the back of her mind. The constant thirst for that rush of power coursing through her veins, always wanting something more than what she’d been given. She’d felt it in the very beginning, when Diana had discovered her family’s book of shadows, but over the last few weeks... well, it felt less. The desire was still there, but Melissa had said that may it was just because she wanted to know more than anything else. Faye wasn’t sure if she really agreed, but for the sake of rebuilding their friendship back to the strength it had been before everything, she wasn’t about to argue.

That was one of the signs that she’d changed over the summer. Maybe loosing part of your Circle did that, made you more aware of things, but Faye didn’t like dwelling on it often. When you focused on only the past, you were stuck there; the only way to truly live was to keep looking forward. And that’s exactly what she did.

Despite her best efforts, though, sometimes the past had a way of sneaking up on her, even if she hated to admit it. The all powerful witch, bad girl of the town, Faye Chamberlain, was haunted by her own ghosts? Well no one was perfect. And if someone had been through as much as she had in the last year, she was pretty sure they’d be haunted by their own ghosts too.

Summer had been a break away from the reality of everything, a small escape from the horrors of the last year, but all too soon it was drawing to a close. The summer months were finishing soon, and the days she could already see getting shorter. The air still held the warmth it had during when the sun was at it’s highest, but as soon as dusk fell and it got dark, the temperature had started dropping. Not drastically enough to be called an early winter, but the small bite of fall was definitely in the air, and she could feel it coming every time she took a breath. With the end summer it meant school was starting, and that was something she wasn’t looking forward to. Most of her wanted to have all her days be like the ones she spent during the summer, just cutting loose with Melissa and having fun, but when your mother’s the school principal, Faye out of everyone knew how impossible it would be.

So she found herself at the Boat House Bar and Grill, trying to get a last few months of summer in in the last few days before school started again. She told herself that’s why she came here out of all places at least, even if a nagging voice in the back of her head -- one that sounded suspiciously like her mother -- told her it was okay to miss the rest of her circle. She’d seen Melissa nearly every day during the break, the two girls being nearly as inseparable as they had been before, but things had been quiet other than them. Adam she saw maybe once or twice in passing, but they never were that close of friends, so she only gave him a slight nod when they eyes met. Cassie had holed herself up a bit after Diana left town, and Faye had been even less inclined to interact with the other witch than she had been with Adam. Though they’d grown closer over the time the circle had been bound, they were never close enough that she’d actively seek her out, or that the blonde would look for her. So their paths never crossed.

And Jake? Well whatever happened between her and Jake before had come to a stop before it ever started again. That she didn’t know how to feel about, but since she actively did go out of her way to avoid any places where her ex-flame might be, she didn’t let herself think too much about it.

She told herself that’s why she was sitting tucked into the back corner booth, because wanted to avoid Jake, but also because she wanted to keep an eye on the crowd of the building. From her position she had the vantage point of seeing almost everyone there, between the teens trying to soak up the last few minutes of freedom to the adults trying to prepare themselves for their week. Most of the town seemed to be there, which is why she could almost pretend that when her eyes scanned the crowd, it was with disinterest more than because she was trying to pick out familiar faces from the group.

The gust of wind that followed the door opening behind her surprised her, and she glanced over her shoulder without thinking about it. Thin eyebrows rose nearly to her hairline when she spotted who it was exactly standing there. Only Diana Meade could look out of place in her own hometown, Faye decided, especially standing in the front entrance to her ex-boyfriend’s dad’s restaurant.

Before she could even think about it, she found herself on her feet, approaching the girl she hadn’t seen in a few months with her usual smirk plastered to her face. “Well, well, well, look what the cat brought in,” she chuckled once she reached Diana, crossing her arms in front of her chest, her stance relaxing. “Well, Meade? Are you just going to stand there and let all the bad weather in, or are you actually going to come in? Because I’m pretty sure Mr. Conant may be a mild tempered guy, but making his electricity bill skyrocket probably isn’t the way to get on his good side.” This time she couldn’t help but reach out to gently grasp the other witch’s elbow, gently pulling her in away from the doorway before someone ended up shouldering past her. It was good to see Diana, Faye couldn’t even stomp down that little thought to herself...but it didn’t mean she had to know.