Anna, truth be told, didn't have a whole lot of loyalty to Amityville, but she'd made a few friends. And... even though she did want to go home, she didn't want to go home like this. She wanted to go home in triumph, with proof for her family that she hadn't messed everything up. This was just some stupid thing that she didn't fully understand.

And if she left now, everyone would still be mad at her when she got home.

The witchling walked into the testing area for magical power, Shibey balanced on her shoulder; the Incubator jumped down as soon as she stopped moving, investigating the setup with a vaguely disdainful air. < You should try a curse. >

"W-what?! No!" She folded her arms and glared at him. "I-I'm best at earth magic! So I'm doing that!"

< As you wish, > Shibey said, sitting down and looking at her. His expression didn't change, but something about it bothered her.

"O-okay! Let's do this-" Anna took a deep breath and felt for the power of the earth. A flower pot filled with earth had been duly provided by the proctor. "One... two... three!"

CRACK!

Nothign happened to the flower pot, but the floor underneath the flower pot shattered, sending shrapnel everywhere. Anna stumbled back, eyes wide as she brought her hands up to ward off the flying pieces. "I-I'm sorry, I-"

"NEXT," the proctor said, looking very annoyed. Angry, even.

"S-sorry," Anna whispered, then turned away. She knew that spell like the back of her hand! She really did! Why was it all going wrong now?!

< Because you are not what you were then. >

Her hands balled into fists at her side as she walked away.


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