James-MacCloude

Lindsay's changed – I guess it must have been the magic. I mean, it started out small. A couple of days after we discovered magic, in school, Lindsay placed something on the teacher's chair. It looked quite small and round, a lot like a golf ball. When the teacher came in, she freaked out slightly, then calmed down as she held it up. It was an eyeball. The teacher thought the eyeball was a bit of soft candy that was partially eaten, and so did the rest of the class, except for Lindsay and myself. I also think Sally knew what it really was, as she was already getting used to seeing us do little tricks in front of her (me not as much as

*click* “Hello everyone! It’s Natalie! I’m back from my vacation! I hope you all didn’t miss me too much, haha!” The live feed of Natalie’s Twitch stream showed the same room it always did; hardwood floor, a circular rug, and a bare light blue wall. A basic wooden table was set up northeast of the rug, and a simple wooden stool stood dead center both on the rug and the video feed. “We have my technical assistant that you all know and love, Marie, back with us again today,” said Natalie. Her tan face, dark green eyes, and deep red hair filled the left half of the frame. She turned to face the

*click* “Hello everyone! It’s Natalie! I’m back from my vacation! I hope you all didn’t miss me too much, haha!” The live feed of Natalie’s Twitch stream showed the same room it always did; hardwood floor, a circular rug, and a bare light blue wall. A basic wooden table was set up northeast of the rug, and a simple wooden stool stood dead center both on the rug and the video feed. “We have my technical assistant that you all know and love, Marie, back with us again today,” said Natalie. Her tan face, dark green eyes, and deep red hair filled the left half of the frame. She turned to face the