8 o'clock the suns already down, the weather is warm and gentle outside, what better ways to spend a summer night than a sleep over. The girls of Rosewood collected together and slept in the guest house behind the privilege grand mini mansion that was owned by queen B Alissa Spellingood. Ironic as her name started with an A as oppose to a B, but that wasn't of her concern, she manage to hold the school tight within her delicate fingers and enforced by magic she made sure everyone knew who was boss. Quite the bitch to half of the schools eyes, she had four little "minis" she called consisting of Angela, 'Chrissy', Katie, and Blair. Upon the discovery made by Angela of their ancestor's lineage and the magic they possess, the girls began experimenting in various ways. Seducing teachers, guys, or wrecking havoc with simple telekinetic feats. But their fun and excitement died down the day when Alissa almost sent a massive wildfire to the school's dance, fearing others would find out primarily the elders, the girls hid low and used their magic with precaution. Of course the plans never goes as they planned.
The girls lay on their flat skinny bellies and watched the typical horror movies, stupidity and the typical label for blondes ran across their minds of the main cast "Hello is any one there? Hello?" the girl from the film asked as she walks into a suspicious house with of course a foreshadowing of her death. "How stupid can she be?! LOOK BEHIND YOU!" Blair shouted, the film got to her as any madmen would do when watching a movie with dumb portrayals, "AHHHHH!" stabbed behind the back and crawling on the floor pleading for help and for the killer to stop, but begging never works and you die anyways. "Girls slap me in the face if I ever feel helpless." Alissa said sarcastically knowing that the day would never happen because why else? She was a witch and had things other people didn't have, power.
"Is any one else hungry?" Katie asked as she rubbed her stomach, moving her hands up and down as she played with her navel piercing, "For pizza." Chrissy said, "But how about we you know, work a little magic and summon a hot one, first one to enter the door with go a full on make out sessions with him." Chrissy added with a devious smile. "Game on." all girls said as they raised and joined hands, forming a small circle, concentrating on their ideal type of a 'hot guy'. Their minds focus, five minutes later the pizza boy arrive as he was making way the guest house, he was grabbed from behind and killed, kept hidden behind bushes this new pizza boy rand the door bells and all girls rushed to open. "Hi, I'm Fred here's your pizza, total is.... you know what it's on me.", their faces turned numb and no reaction of surprise only the silence that entered, "Did we do this wrong?" Angela whispered, "Were never wrong." Katie whispered back, a burst of laughter left Chrissy "Okay guys we asked for a hot guy not this thing, who's playing games?" she asked turning her back on the man. "Not me." all the girls said in unison, turning back around to face Fred, Chrissy grabbed the pizza boy and tussle him around for him to leave, "Thank you Fred, hope this job does you justice, get the money for a new face." she said cruelly as she then gesture a posh like action and closed the door telekinetically.
"You didn't make out with him." Angela said as she pulled a slice of pizza from the box, "Why did you want too?" Chrissy said back harshly, she then release a sigh "We asked for a hot pizza guy not this... pizza face star crunched boy. Apparently someone screwed us over, but all if forgiven, now eat up." little did she know that their summon did work but their delivery boy was sadly killed. After a few bites, the girls simultaneously knocked out, the pizza was fixed and drugged. As the blink of sun light hit her face, Angela awoken first, looking around she couldn't find Alissa. "Guys! She's gone!" she shouted, waking the others. Five minutes into searching the girls gathered and assume Alissa was up to her normal nature pranks and what not, "She's just playing with us. It's Alissa the grand attention whore." Chrissy said in annoyance, as the girls sat down they noticed a letter hidden under a blanket, the last place where Alissa slept. Opening and revealing the letter it read, "Game on bitches, crystals for Alissa. Time is ticken." with a smile face at the end.