Excerpt from the Witches College of Holyoak Fall 2013 Course Catalog

Note: Because of the nature of our school, every Neophyte will be expected to take the following classes their first semester regardless of prior experience.

LIS 101: Listening for Neophyte Witches

• Listening is the foundation of every aspect of witchcraft, and the most successful witches are able to actively Listen to the world without and within. In this course, neophytes will practice meditation and focusing techniques which will allow them to truly open their senses for the first time. Concurrently, they will learn the history of witchcraft and its place in the world at large.
• Taught by Melissa Vega, C.W., Ph.D.  

CAS 101: The Basics of Casting

• In this course, students will learn the basics of spellcasting. They will create and maintain their own Book of Shadows as well as be expected to learn the essentials of a caster’s vocabulary and the proper stance and power required for casting. The course culminates in a practicum where students will demonstrate what they have learned.
• Taught by Natalie Wilde, C.W.

SPE 101: The Beast Within: An Introduction to Speaking

• A basic introduction in how witches can communicate with other living beings. This course focuses on mammals, but students will learn techniques that will allow them to proceed in communications with any animal.
• Taught by Alexandra Carmichael, C.W.

BLE 101: Blessed Be: Creating Goodwill

• This course will instruct students in the basics of the beneficial magic of Blessing. Includes: the use and manufacture of charms and potions, determining when goodwill is needed, how to avoid overreaching one’s own limits, and the importance of maintaining altars.
• Taught by Rebecca Mayfield, C.W., M.B.A.

Episode Six: Where There's Smoke

I opened my desk drawer to search for a bar of wax to seal the letter I had just finished.

“Anyone home?”

“Oh hey, Angelica,” I said, looking up to find one of my new friends standing in the doorway. “How’s it going?”

She came in and threw herself across the end of my bed. “I can’t believe we’ve been here for a week already,” she said, rolling over to stare up at the ceiling. “Weird, isn’t it?”

“Very weird,” I agreed. “Want to see something cool?”

She bounced off the bed to come watch what I was doing. I held the stick of wax out over the envelope and rubbed the tips of my fingers together over it. “Heat,” I murmured, and was rewarded when a gentle glow emanated from between my fingers. The wax immediately started dripping. Once a small pool of it formed on the envelope I separated my fingers, and the heat source disappeared. I grabbed the triskelion seal my mother had given me and pressed it into the wax before it could cool.

“Sweet.” Angelica grinned. “Is that difficult?”

“Not at all,” I said. “You just have to be careful not to burn yourself. Want to try?”

Interlude: Letters Home

Dear Kara,

How are you? I hope you are studying hard because you can’t yet imagine how useful it will be when you get to college. I have already been given muffins, a new set of scrying crystals, and fifty dollars just for my tutoring skills! It turns out that most of the girls here at WCH went to public high schools and barely know anything at all about witchcraft. Weird, right? I wonder what their mothers are like…

You know how you made that bet with Dad that I wouldn’t make any friends for at least a month here? Well, you’re going to be washing the dishes for an awfully long time, sis… As strange as it might seem (no need to remind me of my lone wolf days, okay?) I have no less than three friends in my House already, and I just received an invitation to have coffee with one of my professors. And everyone seems to know my name because of Mom. At first I thought that was annoying, but it’s nice that Mom has such a good reputation among our kin.

You would like my house mates, I’m sure. Angelica is a bit of a daredevil, but I bet her antics would make you laugh instead of the near panic attacks they give me. Nicola likes all of the same books I do, and she’s a poet to boot! Then there’s Echo… Kara, you would adore her. She’s the sweetest, nicest girl I’ve ever met – although she is also extremely outgoing. She’s already friends with everyone on campus. Well, everyone except our other house mate, September. We tried to be friends with her, but that girl is irredeemably rude. I’ve been thinking about asking our class dean if we could get a new house mate, it’s so bad.

As for my classes, I am enjoying all of them except for Speaking. All of my professors are quite knowledgeable in their subject areas, and most of them are less strict than Mom when it comes to giving out work. But Speaking… I know you love it, Kara, but I just don’t see the point of talking to animals. I’m never going to live on a farm at any rate.

The strangest thing happened in our first Blessing class. (I found it strange, but you’ll probably think it was hilarious.) Professor Mayfield was showing us examples of good luck charms when she suddenly turned into a rabbit! Apparently your mind goes a bit when you get turned into an animal because the rabbit flipped out and tried to escape the room. We spent the rest of the class chasing her all over campus.

It turned out to be a prank pulled by another professor and someone you actually met when you dropped me off here – Natalie Wilde. I’m pretty sure she’s CRAZY, but she seems to really like me and the quicker I can advance in Casting, the better my spring application for Salem will look. She’s also the professor who invited me for that coffee date, so I hope that means she’s willing to tutor me personally.

If you don’t hear from me again, you’ll know she turned me into a rabbit too!

Please give my love to Mom and Dad. I hope you can all make it up here for Samhain in a few weeks.

Your sister,

Dana

P.S. In case you were worried, Professor Wilde did turn Professor Mayfield back into herself. She just laughed for a good five minutes straight first.

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<--- Episode 5: Toil and Trouble
Episode 6: Where There's Smoke --->

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Author's Note

Sometimes I'm bad at sticking to my schedule and I don't finish episodes on time. This week is one of those times. But I do have something to tide everyone over until the whole of Episode 6 is ready to go (which should be either late Friday or Saturday).

Because cell phones don't work well at WCH and getting into town on a regular basis is difficult for the wee Neophytes, most of our girls write letters home. In the future, you may be seeing these as interludes posted earlier in the week - in addition to Friday's episodes.

Author's Note

Writers are always interested in talking about their writing (in my experience at least). If anyone reading this is interested, Holyoak Five's Tumblr will also be a place for me to post about the process of writing this story as well as dropping tidbits of information about the world of WCH and our lovely heroines.

For now, I'll be keeping this blog as a story-only place for those who prefer not to have authors interfere with their worlds. Follow each according to your wishes.

Until the next episode...

Episode Five: Toil and Trouble

“So, Dana, what does your dad do? I mean, what kind of business does he run?”

I froze with a spoonful of cornflakes halfway to my mouth, and stared at September.

I thought last night’s ice breaker had turned out pretty well, all things considered. I had to scramble to cover up my mistake, of course, but everyone seemed relieved when I said wanting to go to Salem was my lie. Everyone except September. She was the only one who kept looking at me after I’d finished speaking. At the time, I did my best to ignore her and focus on the next game Dean Dobronravov introduced. But with only the five of us at the breakfast table this morning, it was a lot harder to ignore her gaze.

I gulped down the cornflakes and tried to appraise the look on her face. She knew. Somehow she knew what my real lie was! With the Dean’s lie, I just thought she was good with accents, but how did she know the truth about my dad…?

“He, uh…” I raced to think faster than the early hour really allowed for. “He owns a restaurant,” I said. I dropped my spoon back into my cereal and focused on finishing breakfast as quickly as possible.

The other girls perked up a bit at my announcement.

“That’s so cool,” Angelica said – the first time I’d heard her speak since she’d stumbled into the Honeybee House’s kitchen in her pajamas, bleary-eyed and reaching for the coffee. Since she was now on her second cup, I supposed she’d finally woken up. “My dad’s in the restaurant business too!” she said, and my chest constricted. “What kind of food does his place have?”