Clover's POV:
we say our goodbye to eachother and agree to meet up at my house later on..the walk back home isn't even half as long as it was there,or atleast it didn't feel like it was..when i arrive home it's still early morning time..i decide to have a quick power nap before getting ready for the dinner later,but just as I head inside i realise that somehow the house is just as if now even more cold then i was outside so I decide to quickly change into something abit warmer before going to sleep.
After i was done that I had finally decided that I had quite enough of having such long hair which tangled so easily so i figured that the best thing to do would be to give it a little trim and i figured that it'd be better to do it now then to keep putting it off so i decided that today would be the day I'd finally do it,i ran my hands through my hair one last time before I start cutting..who knows how my mother will react to this but that is the least of my worries right now,i don't finish cutting it until its at very most shoulder length which was a major difference from what it once was before,i prefer it this way though..i begin plaiting my hair into two tight braids starting from the top of my head,I'm pretty sure that they were called something along the lines of "french braids"but i couldn't really be sure because at this point i was drifting in and out of consciousness every few minutes which i took that that as a sign that i should definitely go and rest now,i stumbled away from the bathroom mirror and practically threw myself onto my bed before snuggling up under the covers and finally drifting off for the last time.
when i wake up afew hours later its around midday,the sun is shinning its way through my thin curtains half blinding me in the process,i shield my eyes from the brightness as i walk out of my room and into the hallway,it takes a second or two from my eyes to readjust but I'm more then relieved when they finally do,i walk back into the bathroom,only then realising that i hadn't thrown the hair i cut off away as it was still there waiting for me in the sink when i came back,i must've been so tired that I'd just forgotten,i was just glad that my parents hadn't found that out before me or who knows what they'd have done,after i finish up with the sink i focus on my hair as i undo the braids i'd slept in,giving my hair a chance to breathe..i notice that it looks wavier then usual,which is probably due to me sleeping with it done up.
I walk down the stairs and check the time,there's still a fair bit left yet,i decide that i should probably get to choosing an outfit,i settle on a black dress paired with a few simple pieces of jewellery and boots,it's certainly over the top but I'm basically out of options so it'll have to do,i try the dress on and much to my dismay it fixs terribly on me,I'm about to give up on the whole idea until i realised that my mother owns a sewing machine,it takes alot of rummaging but i finally find it up in the attic under some old towels..its abit rusty but it'll do the trick and do the trick it did,when i was finished with it the dress looked better then ever,i tried it on again and it fit like a glove,i just finish putting my earrings back on when i hear my mothers voice calling for me outside the door.
"Yes?"i ask,opening the door"oh wow Clover you look absolutely stunning..now who are you getting all dressed up for?"she asks obviously quite intrigued,surprisingly taking no notice to my hair,atleast for now"if you must know i invited cato around for dinner,which I'm hoping you're ok with.."she stops for a minute before sighing"you really should've asked me first clover.. I'm ok with it but only this once" "thank you!and don't worry i won't let it happen agai-"I was cut off mid sentence by the sound of a knock on the door,a knock who i presume was cato's..it was quite early but i suppose i didn't give him an exact time to be over by."coming!"i call down from the top of the stairs,i run down the stairs as fast as my boots can take me and open the front door and as i do so a shiver runs down my spine as a gust of wind hits me in the face.
"Wow clove you look like way less of a mess then usual and your hair is actually tidy for once!what a surprise..speaking of hair i like what you did with it,very 14th century."What a wonderful greeting."It's cold out there,you should come inside." "You say that as if i wasn't already about to."he says,brushing past me and hanging up his soaking coat"Someone's abit moody..i told you you should've went back to sleep after you'd gotten home-" "I did clove don't worry..I think the miserable weather is just getting to me abit,I'm sorry I shouldn't have taken it out on you" "It's fine cato,i understand,the weather's been quite depressing lately. "I say while looking out the window at the lashing rain.
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Mystery / Thriller((unfortunately i've decided to abandon this story <3☆)) Clover,One of the smallest of the girls in Her district but also rumoured to be one of the most skilled is asked to be Cato's training partner But there's just afew problems..Clover wants to...