A Fresh Start | Willow & Misty
@wearethestorm gets Willow
The past few months had been rough for Willow. She didn’t like to think about it, of course. Nearly causing the end of the world after the murder of your girlfriend wasn’t something most people liked to dwell on. At least, she hoped most people wouldn’t want to dwell on something like that.
She was trying to move past it, though. Move on. Be a better person, a better witch. She needed to learn how to control herself, her anger. She needed to learn how to not let her power get the better of her. This school was her best chance, she would be among her own people, they’d be able to teach her, to help her, and she was excited.
“Thank you.” Pulling out her cash, she paid the cab driver, tipping him generously, before stepping out of the car, pulling her suitcase out behind her. She smiled up at the big white house, not even caring about the near-oppressive heat that instantly surrounded her. “Wow.”
Taking a deep breath, steeling her nerves, Willow walked up the sidewalk, through the tall cast-iron gates, and drug her suitcase up the porch steps to the front door. Heart sitting heavy in her chest, she reached up to knock on the door.