Now what was on the fourth floor again? Not a lot really. Some walls, floor and....

MIRROR!

She liked the mirror so that was a good place to be. The 16 year old arrived there to see her cousin with make up running all down her face. Oh no, that did not look good. Trix didn't even bother looking in the mirror like she probably would do on a normal day. Instead she just looked at her cousin with concern on her face.

Oh goodness.

"Ella are you alright?" she asked walking to stand besides her cuz. Well obviously not but she really didn't know what else to say right now. She had to say something, she couldn't just leave it. But a crying Ella meant only the worst.

"Please don't tell me you've broken up" she bit her lip.