07: A Constant Descent

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Seventeen-year-old Adrienne Ainsley sat on the carriage seat, and grimaced at hitting a bump in the road.

"Don't make that face," said Katherine.

Adrienne rolled her eyes and held up her thumb and index finger pressing them together, telekinetically catching a fly. She separated her thumb and index finger, ripping the fly apart.

"Yes, because that's lady-like," replied Katherine sarcastically. She looked out the window, "I see the house. About time too."

Adrienne tried to look, "I can't see it." She flounced back on her seat.

Katherine glared at her, "Stop it. You're going to break it."

Adrienne glared back, "Shut up. You're not the boss of me."

"As your care-taker, I am," said Katherine.

"You promised me that you'll help me bring back Alistair and Cyril," said Adrienne.

"And I will," said Katherine. "I can't wait to get out of my dress." She grinned devilishly. "Do you think the Salvatore brothers would help me with that?"

"Go for it," said Adrienne with a slight roll of her eyes.

"Oh, I will," replied Katherine with a smirk.

They finally came to a stop and the coach opened the door to the carriage. Katherine stepped out first.

"You must be Miss Pierce," said the man in a brown suit as he got closer to the carriage.

"Please, call me Katherine," Katherine said. She helped Adrienne out of the carriage. "And this is my little sister, Adrienne."

Adrienne wore a blue dress with short-sleeves, which was befitting of a child. It was really plain compared to Katherine's elegant dress.

It was plainer than the maid's clothes. Actually, the maid was a slave. Adrienne was disgusted at that. She was from the north and she looked down on slave-owners. But she was in the South now.

The man seemed taken aback at Adrienne's presence, "I didn't know you had a little sister."

"I decided to declare my independence and tagged along," Adrienne lied smoothly. She had been alive for almost a hundred-and-eighty-nine years after all. It was basically second nature to her.

Juliana looked up from doing home when Elena opened the door

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Juliana looked up from doing home when Elena opened the door.

"Do you need something?" Juliana asked confused.

"You were right," said Elena.

"About what?" asked Juliana even more confused.

"That telling Aunt Jenna about you being a witch was a good thing," replied Elena.

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