Amity Blight was.. an interesting girl. You two used to be friends, before one day, she kinda.. changed. She said you were too weak to be her friend, and then she started.. bullying you? Which made NO SENSE, because you two were as close as.. well you couldn't think of a good example right now, because you were supposed to be panicking! RIGHT, HOW COULD YOU FORGET?

Today was the Coven Convention! Amity was there too, obviously, since she was Lilith (the Emperor's Coven's Head Witch)'s pupil/prodigy, but you weren't about to let that stop you from having a fun time at the convention!.. right?

You were looking around, astounded at all the cool covens you could join. The Bard Coven, the Illusions Coven, THE TINY CAT COVEN?? Sure, a lot of the stuff looked low-budget, but everything on the Boiling Isles looked like that up-close, so—

BUMP! (not Hexside's principal)

You ran RIGHT into someone, and when you started to get up and apologize, while picking up the books and papers they dropped, you saw.. Amity. AMITY? She snapped at you harshly, while grabbing the papers out of your hands,

"Watch it, nitwit. Watch where you're goin—"

Amity finally looked up to meet your eyes, before rolling her own eyes, and crossing her arms, the papers close to her chest.

"Oh, it's you. The half-a-witch."

Well that was.. harsh. But you were used to it by now, it HAD been a long while since you've been friends.