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who were behind me.

Once Ashley closed the door, we stayed in the living room. I had my hands on my head as I tried to wrap my head around what had happened.

"You need to prove to them that you're telling the truth," she repeated, seemingly calm despite what had just occurred seconds ago.

"Did you see what just happened?" I asked Ashley. "I felt something in me snap. I saw how scared they were when I dragged Harry up in the air--"

"You have a lot of anger in you, Emery. You need to deal with this problem before it consumes you."

Not yet, I thought before nodding in agreement.

"You're right. I need to deal with the hacker who controls my account. But to do that, I will have to learn about programming, and that could take years. Who knows the kind of damage that could happen during that time?"

"Emery, did you forget that you are a witch? No, a crystal?" Ashley asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No," I replied. "Why?"

"You can use magic to help you know all about coding."

I did not reply for a moment, thinking over what she said.

"But wouldn't that be cheating?"

"Girl, you have a hacker on your tail. No one believes what you say. Only the two of us are certain that you are going through hell, and you know more about what is happening than I do!"

I was still hesitant on using magic for my own gain.

"Emery, everyone hates you, and that hacker is doing nothing but making the situation worse. Do you want to risk the hacker saying mean things about someone else? They might insult a celebrity you love or the freaking president!"

Ashley was right. I needed to take control over the situation before it got out of hand.

"But I'm a witch--"

"You are a lone witch!" Ashley cut me off with a look that said 'This is obvious!' "You are not a Crystalian. You are a lone witch. Lone, Emery! That hacker played a role in making your life miserable! But on the bright side, you still have your powers! You are a lone witch, and you can do whatever the fuck you want."

I stared at Ashley for a while, realizing she was right. 

"Alright. But I would first have to create a spell for this. They don't have 'learning how to read code' in the grimoires."

Ashley nodded with a smile.

At the moment, I was glad she was around. I was certain that if Ashley hadn't provided that idea, my life would have been worse.

Well, time to get to work.

 

 

CHAPTER EIGHT

 

Erick's P.O.V

"The fuck just happened?" Ethan commented as he, Harry, Liam, Zane, Logan, Selena, my brother and I began our walk back to the castle. It had been four minutes since we talked with Emery about the insulting post she placed on Twitter about the Ordinary Brothers' fans. 

"I don't know," Harry said, "but I know one thing. I will try to avoid her more from now on." After Emery raised Harry and let him fall to the ground, he had been a bit scared. The good thing was that the fall did not injure him that much, and it made it easy for Liam to heal him.

"Am I the only one who saw a shift in her eyes?" Justin asked, and we all tensed. I too had seen the short change in Emery's eyes before she snapped out of her angry stupor. Something black had curled around them before she dragged Harry up in the air. I thought it was just a figment of my own imagination, but hearing my brother mentioning it...

"I saw it too," I said. We stopped walking for a while as we stared at each other. 

"Her eyes turned black," Logan said with a furrow of his eyebrows. Then his expression changed into fear.

"Do you think--"

"No," I cut him off immediately. "She can't be evil already, especially not at a time like this!"

I was worried. I was not prepared for Emery to turn evil on all of us. We had not even solved the erwich problem.

"Dude, she gets hate on Twitter and from some of us," Liam commented. "Okay, all of us. It may be too much and distracting for her. I think she may have to leave the tour--"

"And let the erwiches attack us again?" Zane asked with a look of disbelief.

"What do you suggest we do, Zane?" Liam asked with an exasperated expression. "You know the number of times we had quarreled with her. She even attacked and waitress in public! Do we really want to risk her turning evil?"

"It will only be for the next three weeks. I doubt Emery can turn evil in that period," Selena said. "Besides, she still believes Bianca is evil. I guess that if that was true, she would have snapped by now."

  Selena's words seemed to make sense.   

"Okay, so it is agreed. In the meantime, you guys should not interact with her in a way that may insult her. Keep your distance," I advised.

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Emery's P.O.V

It was a Monday, and I was back on tour with the boys and my cousin. 

I had settled myself in the living room area, typing on my laptop as I tried so hard not to listen to the background noises. Currently, everyone except two people had gone out to do some exploring. 

The tour bus was filled with creaking sounds, moans and groans. I already knew what Zane and Bianca were doing, and it was interrupting me.

The two weren't even ashamed about it. I mean, I was there, and the two were still going at it! I had headphones over my ears, trying to listen to music, but they didn't seem to help buffer out the sounds. Checking my time, I noticed that ten minutes had passed ever since the dreaded activity began. It was making it hard for me to concentrate.

"You take it, baby," Zane yelled.

"No, baby, you take it," Bianca yelled back.

"You take it, baby."

"No, baby, you take it!"

I had endured enough.

"Geez! Will one of you shut up and just take it?" I shouted. At once, the sounds stopped. I shook my head in disbelief, going back to typing on my laptop.

Then the sounds started again.

Damn it!

There was no getting through with those two. I realized they knew I was around. Those two were definitely doing it on purpose. 

I was so angry with them.

Apart from the noise, I was mad that I was feeling hurt. Zane was obviously in love with his current girlfriend, and there I was, still confused about my feelings for him.

I mean, it had been a long time since we had kissed on a dare. Zane had even told me that he had a girlfriend. The kiss did not mean much to him than it did to me.

Still wished he had told me before we did it.

I knew I should have been angry with him. I mean, he bullied me in high school, got me arrested and yelled at me for a countable number of times over things he thought I did. Moreover, he believed Bianca.

I increased the volume of the music, partially muting out the sounds of Zane and Bianca mating like baboons.

I carried on with the typing. It was hard to figure out a spell for gaining knowledge about programming. Coming up with the words was so hard. To add to that, spells could be dangerous; even one misspelled word could ruin everything.

"ZANE!" Bianca's excited shout sounded through the bus. I sighed, deciding to get away from the loud couple. I paused the music before closing my laptop. I proceeded towards the bus exit, glad that I had a chance to escape the people I hated.

We were all in Rosemont, right around the area where the boys would perform. I was surprised that the two people I left on the bus were still having sex even though there were people around. For a moment, I wondered who else had heard them.

Anyway, as I trodded down the steps of the bus' stairs, I did what the boys did when they were in public: I had worn a red hat and a pair of sunglasses to shield my eyes from people who might recognize me. 

Ever since I posted the insulting tweet about the Ordinary Brothers' fans in the weekend, I was worried. Six months ago, I had insulted the boys, and I was cornered and chased by OBers. I would hate to imagine what would happen because the new post was targeted at them.

To add icing on the cake, I got comments from other celebrities. Some had hidden insults, while others had cuss words with more retweets. In spite of all of that, one thing remained for sure:

The hacker had to go.

It was a good thing that the spell was coming along great. I was also glad I had followed Ashley's advice. If I decided to learn computer programming for years before I acted on the hacker, I would have possibly been the most hated person in the universe.

I walked around, excited about discovering the city yet worried about being spotted by OBers. I took about an hour taking photos of the sights I came across and enjoying the walk I had. It was a needed one, especially since I felt cooped up for most of the time in the tour bus.

When I was satisfied with my photos, I headed back to the tour bus. To my surprise, the rest had returned. They usually took more than an hour when they went outside.

"Where have you been?" an angry Liam asked in greeting as I entered the bus. "Do you know what had just happened right now?"

I gave him a bored look, clearly unaffected by his attitude.

"Let me guess."

"An erwich attacked two minutes ago! It was a good thing Bianca wasn't around to experience it," Liam answered for me.

I frowned. It would have been nice to have heard that the bitch was blown up, or to see the look on Zane and Bianca's faces when an erwich teleported in the middle of their lovemaking.

"Your job was to--"

"...take care of you like little babies," I cut him off. Liam did not seem amused, ending the conversation by going further into the bus.

"So..." I trailed off, "what's going on?" I asked, getting no reply from anyone. 

With a roll of my eyes, I went towards my laptop to resume typing my spell. A few hours later, I had finished it. I went through it, hoping that it was okay and that nothing freaky would happen if I chanted it. I even texted it to Ashley, and she quickly replied with a thumbs-up.

I smirked. The hacker was going to pay. But first, a warning.

@EmeryDavis: To whoever hacked into this account: You may be enjoying life on the other side of whatever device you are using. But what you fail to understand is that it will be so easy to get you. I'm warning you right now: Stop your shit or I will expose you and have you arrested

A laugh sounded through the bus a few minutes after I had posted the tweet. I turned around, spotting Bianca with a hand over her mouth as she stared at her phone. I thought she saw the tweet and was laughing at it. Maybe she didn't, but maybe, she did.

I narrowed my eyes at her before turning my