SPOILER!!: My girlies.
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Selina shook her head at Chris as he went on and on with hopeless ideas. The pair of them both knew that they were dead in the water with the means of contacting Elektra. Now they would just have to wait and hope she was okay... hopefully she would be. She rested her head in the nook of her brother's shoulder and sighed,
"Now we wait..." Two Weeks Later
Selina walked outside and adjusted her
sunglasses as she looked up into the sky. Today was the day that Violet was arriving at Whitley Hall. She was beyond thrilled to see her friend and although she knew she would eventually have to tell her about the Elektra vision right now she was just glad to be spending time with Violet without the pressures of school laboring them down.
Of course, there was one member of Whitley Hall who did not know that Violet Le Veela was coming to spend some time at Whitley this summer. Perhaps she should have told Christopher Violet was coming but, well, honestly she did not want to deal with him getting all upset at her...
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SweetPeea A picture of the pathway towards Whitley and that is all you see. Until seconds later you hear a gust of wind and a small spec starts spiraling rapidly until you see a small brunette land on her feet. It was none other than Miss Violet Le Veela of course, who was immediately adjusting herself after apparating like that.
She adjusted her skirt and fixed her hair before she started walking towards Whitley. A bright big smile was upon the just turned fourteen year old's face and wide violet eyes. She was so happy that it was summer and couldn't wait for another memorable few months with Selina. Violet reached the front door and pressed the doorbell for a few moments and then stepped back waiting patiently for someone to open the door. As she waited she began to gently run her fingers through her hair.
Christopher Brian James was usually a morning person. However, with the first week of summer each year, this changed drastically.
Without fail, for the first week and a half of summer, the fifteen year old woke up well after noon each day. As he dragged himself out of bed, he didn't even bother to change out of pajamas as he went to the kitchen to find something to eat. The image of orange juice and toast swirled around happily in his mind until he realized- no bread. As a teenage boy usually behaves, especially while sleepy, he groaned, packed everything up and walked barefoot to the main house, the wet grass tickling his feet.
He sleepily entered the house, heading straight for the kitchen when a soft knock came at the door.
Ugh. It was probably Selina, she was weird like that, knocking on the front door. Who knows why she'd do it, but she probably would. He made a detour, running his hands through his hair as he groggily opened, eyes closed in mid-yawn.
"Selina, what are you doing-" But the face that greeted him was not Selina's at all.
It was Violet's.
WHAT!? WHAT WAS SHE DOING HERE!? More importantly, where was Selina? Because he was about to kill her for not warning him of her surprise guest. Staring with the most horrified look on his face at Violet, he got a raised eyebrow in return. And then he realized.... he was still in his
pajamas, messy hair, sleepy eyes, and the most dumb and confused look on his face. After a moment of really awkward confused staring, he turned and yelled up the stairs at the top of his lungs,
"SELINA!!!!!!!!!"
And with that, he was still frozen, not sure what to do. He couldn't just leave her at the door- that would be rude. But he wasn't exactly too keen on the idea of sticking around either. So he decided that once Selina came down, he was going to have a nice chat with her. (Sarcasm on the nice.)