"...then mugwort, and a spider's web...okay, it should be finished. Hey, Jo, stop reading and help me with this!" Kim turned to her friend. Josephine looked up grumpily from her book and pushed her glasses up her nose.
"I don't know why you mess with that stuff, Kim, it never works," Jo grouched irritatedly from her seat on a large rock. "Not to mention it's forbidden. You know what would happen if you get caught?"
"Forget that," Kim stuck her tongue out at Jo, pushing a strand of red hair behind her ear. "I'm gonna break that stupid curse so I can get out of this hellhole, even if it means becoming a witch to do it! So, are you gonna help me try this or not?" Jo frowned, but got up and walked over through the leaves to where Kim was crouching over a small cauldron perched atop a fire. Rumor had it the cauldron had once been owned by a witch that was put to death, so naturally Kim had stolen it the first chance she got. And, being her friend through thick and thin, Jo had naturally figured out how to circumvent the museum's security devices in order to do it, despite complaining every step of the way. Jo had also been the one who found and organized all the information in the town about witches and witchcraft. Kim, however, was only interested in the actual spells, not the boring stuff.
Having grown up in Wednesdayville their whole life, Kim and Jo had suffered through the capricious curse like everyone else in town, but while Jo seemed inclined to sulkily accept matters as they were, Kim was determined to break the curse, no matter the cost, and get out of the two-bit town. So far, however, nothing Kim had tried had worked, and tomorrow was Wednesday again.
"Oof," Kim grunted as she picked up the heavy cast-iron cauldron with a glove. Struggling over to a mug, Kim held the cauldron while Jo carefully tipped the liquid into the container. Putting down the cauldron, Kim turned to grin at Jo, who pretended to gag as Kim picked up the mug. "Well, bottoms up!" Kim said somewhat unconvincingly as she chugged the concoction, trying hard not to retch. After waiting expectantly for about five minutes, Kim finally squinted. "Nothing's happening," she said disappointedly.
"Just like every other time," Jo sighed, although whether it was in disappointment or relief Kim couldn't tell. Despite Kim's mad escapades, Jo had always been the brains of the operation, and Kim often wondered if Jo actually wanted to break the curse as well despite her moody behavior. Picking up her book, Jo turned to leave. "Let's get out of here."
"Coming," Kim called as she shoved the cauldron and mug into their hiding place in the rocks, then hurriedly put out the fire. The two parted ways on their street, each heading for their own respective houses, knowing what was to come the next day.
Awakening at exactly 8:01 AM, Kim sat up in bed, rubbed her eyes, and tried to shake the sleepiness out of her head.