She started writing in a notebook while she waited until she saw Athena's black boots approaching. "What took you so long?" She asked, looking up.
"One of the teachers was chewing me out...stupid bitch...Why are you staring at me?"
It was Miss Robertson, but she was laced up tightly in Athena's corset, skirt, and black boots. And she seemed to have a bad attitude. Athena wasn't exactly social, but not like this.
What had happened to her best friend?
"Look....if you are going to give me a hard time..." Miss Robertson...or...Mickey realized she didn't even know her first name said. "You said you needed help with something."
"It's about my brother," Mickey said. "I cursed my brother..."
"Why...he's 10...what did he do to you?" She asked.
"No, not Liam. I mean, he's a brat sometimes..." She said.
"Then who?"
"Jon?"
"Who?"
Mickey paused. "How long have we known each other?"
"Since Middle School, why?"
"And you're my friend?"
She shrugged. "Sort of."
"I think there's something magic going on..." Mickey insisted.
"What the fuck are you talking about? Magic...you know I don't believe in that kind of stuff." Athena loved the occult. But...this replacement didn't.
"I...I'd better go," Mickey said. She needed to get home.
