“What are you doing?” I asked.
“She problaly has a window or something that’s unlocked,” Willow said. She pushed up on the old white window and then sighed, “Try that one,” Willow said.
“I’m not trying anything, you might want a prison wife, but I don't,” I replied.
“Essence stop playing cute, what happened to all that talk about nothing stopping you?” Willow asked.
“I said no one is gonna stop me, not nothing. I draw the line at breaking and entering. Besides I don’t think-“
“Bingo,” Willow said. She pushed up the window and placed her hands on the window frame, “Give me a boost,” She said.
“Are you listening to me?” I asked.
“No, because you always do this,” Willow said.
“You’re all in on something and then when it gets hard or scary you bail,” Willow said.
“That’s not true.” I replied.
“It is and I don’t have the time to list the amount of times you’ve done it, now get over here,” Willow demanded.
“I’m sorry that I'm not as cool and calm as you. This is scary, all of it. I’m being hunted by some crazy cult and I may or may not have to leave home and never return,” I said.
Willow released her hold on the window frame and sighed, “You’re so dramatic. You were told by three princes, that you are the only hope for a magical world. You got your letter from Hogwarts and you’re crying about it?” Willow said and then she shook her head, “If I were you-“
“Yeah, but you’re not.” I said. I rolled my eyes and walked over to Willow and then leaned down cupping my hands. “Let’s just drop it and continue breaking into this white lady's house, because nothing could possibly go wrong,” I finally said.
