A/N
Sorry that last chapter was so short, I wanted it to be just the phone call. Anyways, the cast so far is
Bonnie Wright as Scarlet Bell, Emily Kinney as Nora Bell, Brighton Sharbino as Brighton Bell, Tom Hiddelston as Dr. Paver, Dakota Fanning as Marilynn, and Geena Davis as Scarlet's mom (whom I have named Kathrine). Thank you so much for reading, commenting, voting, and sharing:)
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Marilynn honks her horn outside my house on Sunday morning. I grab my favorite pink purse and run to the door, kissing my mom on the cheek before leaving.
Marilynn is playing '1000 miles' as I open the door.
"Why the sappy music?" I ask.
"Because it's your third to last day that I'm going to see you, so we need this." She turns up the volume and starts singing along.
We arrive at a cute little salon and I remember the homecoming dresses I just bought. I still haven't told my mom about those. I'll have to tell her soon so that she can return them.
We walk in and a little lady runs behind the counter. She smiles brightly, looking over the rims of her glasses.
"How can we help you?" She asks.
"Yes, hi. Two mani-pedis, please," Marilynn smiles even brighter as if she wants to feel superior to the lady.
"Yes, yes. A few minutes wait." The lady gestures to the chairs that are already full behind her, then to the small waiting area. Marilynn and I sit on a rather comfy couch for a nail salon. Marilynn picks up a magazine, but none of them seem appealing to me, so I start texting Nora and Brighton in a group chat.
'Has mom told you any more about camp?' I type. After a few minutes of me playing TriviaCrack, Brighton responds.
'Mismunandi Training Acadamy- MTA for short. So I guess the group we're going with is just like us. Their parents knew they had powers, heard of MTA and decided to send them away. The kids are at the same level as us and have the same knowledge of Mismunandi as us, if not less,' she types.
'Didn't Dr. Paver say something about how he helped build the camp? Does that mean he's going too?' I ask. Nora now joins the conversation.
'Unlike Brighton, I have taken the initiative to talk to mom about this and apparently Dr. Paver has a son and he is in charge. There's like a whole council and he's the president or something.'
'Dr. Paver 2.0? Sarcastic great. So what is this son's name?' I ask. I guess Brighton has left because Nora is the only one to respond at this point.
'I'll go ask mom...' she types.
Three girls leave together and the little lady calls us up. As Marilynn and I browse through polish shades, my phone dings. I pull it out to see a message from Nora.
'Matthew,' it reads. My stomach turns as I read it. I have never met Matthew Paver, but I have a bad feeling about him.
I pick out a slick black for my toes and a matte black for my fingers. I figure there will be some physical training at MTA so I want to look the part. Marilynn makes a sour face at my choices.
"Boarding school turning you goth?" She asks.
"Maybe I'll get some gold sparked over it," I say. The nail lady jumps up at that comment.
"Glitter is four dollars more," she says.
"Oh. nevermind," I say. Marilynn takes the black bottles from my hand and replaced them with a pale pink and a bright orange. I sit down in the chair with a tub of water awaiting my feet. I hand the nail lady the pink and pull my phone back out. I have some new messages from Brighton and Nora.
'He sounds like a douche' Brighton has typed and I mentally high-five her.
'Based on his name?' Nora has responded.
'Yes' Brighton bluntly says. Their conversation has ended there so I begin to type.
'I kind of agree with Brighton. Besides, he's Dr. Paver 2.0. Do you really think he's going to be a hippie that welcomes us with open arms and has a bonfire to celebrate us coming?'
'Good point' Nora says.
I go back to my TriviaCrack for the rest of my pedicure time.
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Marilynn takes a picture of our nails. She picked metallic silver and her ring fingers are hot pink matching her personality. I cringe at the filter Marilynn uses which makes my orange nails appear so bright, they look photoshopped onto my fingers.
"Hashtag nails with the bestie," Marilynn says.
"What's next on the agenda?" I ask.
"Sandwiches at Charlie's, your favorite. Conveniently located next to Baskin Robbins, your other favorite," she laughs.
"You know me so well."
"Don't I, though?"
Charlie's is crowded, as it usually is at lunchtime. After waiting in the long line I order my Chicken California and we sit at a small table for two- one of the few tables left.
"So what do you want to talk about?" I ask.
"Oh, you know. Politics, Dave Franco, the economy, Dave Franco," she jokes and I laugh.
After we finish our subs, we walk next door to Baskin Ribbins which is less crowded.
"Hey, Kyle," Marilynn and I call in unison. Kyle is the cute one that has worked here for a couple years now. He's a senior, like me, and super religious, yet he's a player.
"Hey!" He calls back. "Don't tell me. Cookie dough?" He asks and my growing smile answers for me. Marilynn orders cookies 'n' cream and we stand by the counter while we eat so we can talk to Kyle. He tells us about his new girlfriend, Darla, who I'm sure will last about a week, tops, considering the outrageous amount of girlfriends he's had in the past. We finish our ice cream and wave goodbye as we walk out the door.
"I honestly didn't plan past this," Marilynn admits. I turn and give her a devious look. "Walmart fashion show?" I ask and she mirrors my expression. Not five minutes later we are walking through the doors of Walmart and speeding towards the accessories isle. We put on funny hats, sunglasses, and scarves and take each other's pictures until we are kindly asked to leave. We sit in the car for a while, laughing at all the pictures.
I look at her as she laughs at her phone screen, and then I realize that today may be the last time I see her like this. I won't get to hang out with her every weekend anymore, I won't get to rant with her about Mrs. Stikey, I won't get to go to homecoming with her, I won't get to cry with her. I made up the whole home-for-the-holidays thing. I don't actually know if MTA allows us to leave until we graduate. Even if I do get to come back for a couple weeks, it won't be the same. She'll be stranger. The thought makes my eyes start to burn. Last night on the phone she said it was too real, too soon. I'm now starting to understand. She looks up from her phone, realizing I've stopped laughing and her eyes start to gloss over too. I pull her into a hug as we sob together. We stay like this for a solid twenty minutes before pulling away. She dabs at her eyes.
"Do you want to go home?" She asks. I nod with a sad smile.
As we pull up to my house I see the blinds moving at the window as if someone had been waiting. I turn back to Marilynn and we just sit there smiling at each other.
"Do you want to take one last picture together?" I ask and to my surprise she shakes her head no.
"Some moments aren't meant to captured. They're just meant to be felt."
I let out a small laugh. "I'm going to miss that brilliant mind of yours," I say. I open the door and get out. Before I close it I bend down so I can see her.
"Hello, Marilynn," I say in a voice so small, it's almost a whisper.
"Hello, Scarlet."
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