Majix: Notes from a Serious Teen Witch

My name is Kestrel.

Kestrel Murphy.

Never call me Susan.

Who ever heard of a witch named Susan?

A year ago, I was on the white-magic side. Lately, I’ve been leaning toward the black. I blame the universe. What’s the point in being a nice little white witch in the universe I’ve got? If I could choose my own universe, I’d be a white witch in it. But black makes a lot more sense in this universe.

Not that I’m complaining. A witch never complains. But if I did, I’d have a lot to complain about. For instance: Richard Milhous Nixon High.

What can I do, being stuck in the most unmagical high school in the universe? Create my own Majix! If only there was a spell to get back at nasty classmates, stupid principals, and that boy in my English class who keeps looking me like I’m some kind of winged unicorn or something….