Author: Yeetus159
Word count: 632
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"So let me get this gay....you want to try to summon your dad, from the underworld, to see you play the guitar?" Remy asked me.

"Yep, pretty much."

"That is one of the craziest, most insane, most awesome ideas I have ever heard. Come to my place tomorrow with the book." He hung up the phone. I laid on the couch for a couple hours, just surfing through Netflix and contemplating my existence. For dinner-or a midnight snack, more like, I ordered some fried chicken and onion rings. As I waited for the delivery guy to show up, I decided to flip through the book for a bit, maybe see if I could find who wrote this. I had found it when I was looking through my dad's attic the other day, an old-looking leather book with some Latin words on it. Naturally, I took it home to read. It was just full of things like 'how to talk to ghosts' or 'how to exorcise a demon'. Even though it was probably a prank, as a firm believer in the paranormal, I had to at least try using the book.

I decided to start off with one of the rituals in the beginning of the book: how to sense if someone was a vampire/witch/some other mythical creature. According to the book, if someone was a vampire, they would glow red, a witch would glow blue, werewolves/shapeshifters would glow purple, and animal hybrids would glow orange. The spell itself was pretty easy, all I had to do was sprinkle salt in a triangle shape around a piece of paper with my name written on it in red ink, and then say the words written in the book. I grabbed a post-it note, since they didn't say what kind of paper, and scrawled my name on it in red pen. I stuck the post-it note on the ground and went to my small kitchen, grabbing the bottle of salt. I poured some out and arranged the grains in the shape of a triangle around the paper. Then it was time for the most stressful part-seeing if the spell thing worked . I grabbed the book and started reading out loud: "Et non indicaverunt mihi monstrum est ut paratiores adversum me tuear. Nescio quid facio ego modo lecta est interpres et sperabat non erat temere Latinam potius, quam accurate translate." When I was done, the note started glowing red and floating a bit off the ground. There was a blinding flash, and when I managed to see again, I saw that the original note and triangle of salt was gone. In its place was a bit of parchment that read 'Congratulations!'

"......Well, either that spell was real and I have magical insight ability now or whatever, or that was a very elaborate prank done by someone who knows what they're doing-" I stopped talking as soon as I saw my arms. They were glowing blue. But it wasn't the regular late-night TV blue glow. It was a pulsing, shimmering purplish-blue that looked almost ethereal. "Oh my god. I-I-I-" I was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. Oh yeah, I forgot about the artery cement I ordered.

I opened the door and came face to face with a really hot dude. Normally, I would just stare at his face and blush behind my foundation, but since today was not a normal day, I found myself staring at the blue aura around his body. "I-uhm-"

"You're a witch too?" I was taken aback by the bluntness in his tone, but managed to nod shakily. He stuck out his hand for me to shake and smiled gently.

"Well Mr. Witch, I'm Logan Crofters. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

"I-I'm Virgil. And....nice to meet you too."