Well that was a bewitching hour, wasn’t it? While I’m still not sold on the non-chemistry building between Cassie and Adam, I loved the generous Natasha Henstridge screen time and the quickly thickening war between the circles’ plot. Oh, and the wars within the circles! Those are getting intense. There are three generations of circles to keep up with now, and plenty of drama circulating between them. We even have two love triangles now! Squares and heptagons! Let’s dig in.
Poor Cassie. If your mother left you a posthumous letter that revealed a severely life-altering secret in the same vein as, “Hey, you’re a witch with intense powers and there are people out there who probably want to kill you,” you would hope for some detail, right? Well, Cassie only got a few cryptic paragraphs and a book with a drawing of six figures gathered around a fire. It’s like a text message breakup, only not. So Cassie decided to test her magic, and unlike Faye, she kept it safe. She stared at a candle saying “Give me light!” for a few seconds, but it didn’t work. She was about to give up when — Lumos! — the sun beamed through her windows.
Meanwhile next door, the worst sexy next door neighbor ever was getting out of bed with his latest conquest, who happened to be none other than last week’s non-entity Melissa. She wanted to stick around for a morning cuddle; he wanted to pull a Situation by sauntering around the room with his abs out and sending her on her way. He also accused her of being Faye’s lapdog. Yes, we all thought that last week, but the look on Melissa’s face made it clear that she was sick of people seeing it that way. She told him not to tell anyone about their late night escapades, to which he responded: “I’m gonna brag about you?” If we ever see Melissa in bed with Nick again, I’m calling the self-esteem police.
Thankfully, Cassie is seduced by eyeliner and flannel shirts, not ripped abdominal muscles. Nick posed shirtless in front of his window for the benefit of his next door neighbor, until she went ahead and broke said window. At school, Cassie finally met the annoying class president type whose sole purpose in television and movies is to organize cheesy events and show new students around the school. Sally Matthews did just that, until Faye pulled Cass away to talk about not binding their circle. See, wet blanket Diana was obsessed with the idea of binding the circle, which would lessen their individual powers but strengthen the group collectively. Guess who didn’t like that idea? “I don’t want someone telling me what to eat for lunch, much less what parade I can rain on, you know?” This wasn’t even the bitchiest Faye quote of the week. More to come later!
NEXT: Chemistry class is lame for witches, too! Also: sensual magic.