"So, you basically just put all the stuff in the water, and stir clockwise twice, and it should turn blue, and that's when you know that it's ready."

That was me, explaining to the moron known as Riley how a basic happiness potion works. It was our homework for potions class. I was keeping my promise to our teacher, and helping Riley.

"Circe?"

"Yeah?"

"do you want to come to my place for dinner tonight? We are having pizza."

"What's Pizza?"

"Oh my Goth! You have never tried pizza? You're going to love it."

So I went. Turns out, pizza is a piece of flat round bread with sauce and cheese and various meats on it. It tastes strange. I would not like to admit that the non-witch food was tasty, but it was definitely edible.

Then we played on Riley's brother's "Playing-Station", where you pretended to drive a car, which is sort of like a broom, and you had to win a race. It was the strangest night of my life.

Riley's mum says that I should visit again sometime. I will. Not because I think I would like to be friends with Riley. No, of course not. I just want more Pizza.