Bewitching can be a beast....
Once, I put a curse on a beastly and arrogant high school boy. That one
turned out all right. Others didn't.
I go to a new school now--one where no one knows that I should have
graduated long ago. I'm not still here because I'm stupid; I just don't
age.
You see, I'm immortal. And I pretty much know everything after hundreds
of years--except for when to take my powers and butt out.
I want to help, but things just go awry in ways I could never predict.
Like when I tried to free some children from a gingerbread house and
ended up being hanged. After I came back from the dead (immortal,
remember?), I tried to play matchmaker for a French prince and ended up
banished from France forever. And that little mermaid I found in the
Titanic lifeboat? I don't even want to think about it.
Now a girl named Emma needs me. I probably shouldn't get involved, but
her gorgeous stepsister is conniving to the core. I think I have just
the thing to fix that girl--and it isn't an enchanted pumpkin. Although
you never know what will happen when I start...bewitching.