A terrifying feeling (WENCLAIR)

➪Chapter Three: Step one.. failed.

Wednesday found herself in the nurses office. She had challenged some girl named, Bianca earlier and it didn't turn out her way.

A lot of things weren't turning out her way. She didn't like that one bit.

These visions were appearing more faster than they had back in her home town and she didn't know how to control them.

"Hi, my names Rowan." The green eyed boy smiled as he forwarded his hand.

Wednesday touched the top of her head where the cut was and then she narrowed her eyes at the boy. "I don't remember seeming to ask for your name. I must have failed to care for it." She got up from the nursery bed.

He frowned as he got up as well, "that was a pretty impressive move you did there. No one has ever stood up against Bianca."

"You guys should. It's not hard to stand up to a nobody. Only reason she has this so called power is because you guys gave it to her. But she's not the boss of me. I'm my own person." Wednesday assured before trying to leave out. Awful to her luck she ran into some other person.

She looked up to see the boy from earlier, what was his name Jacob? Ryan? X- "hi my name is Xavier."

Xavier. There it was.

"Oh." Wednesday pushed passed him as she made her way back to her room. Things were going bad for her and she needed to plan a way to escape fast.

As she finally made her last and finally step to walk into her room, a irritating voice stopped her. "You just can't stay out of my presence can you?" Bianca asked.

"I'm in front of my room, that only means that you were legit waiting for me."

"Word around the school is you met Xavier. I just came to tell you he's off limits."

"To what? Women? I'm sure I already got that vibe, but thanks for being a good doggie and fetching that waste and useless information." Wednesday opened her door.

Bianca glared, "you don't know who you are messing with. I could make your life much more of a living hell than it already is."

"The worse my life could get is if Enid throws me a party. Or if I hear a second of a pop song tune. So, what you going to do? Blind me with clowns?"

"I'll do much worse. It'll be so bad that dying would be your only escape."

Wednesday grinned, "aww, that's a nice welcoming gift but I'll pass." She slammed the door shut as she turned to be faced with a panicking Enid.

"That was total badass, and I would love to praise it but we have things to worry about."

"We don't have anything to worry about, just you. I'm going to continue my investigation."

Enid chewed on her bottom lip before following Wednesday as she walked to sit at the table to her type writer. "Can't I help you? We can put off my problem and after I'm done helping you then you can help me."

Wednesday shook her head. Thing then hoped on the table and Enid's eyes widened "what the hell is that?"

"A hand, if you look down you would see that you have 2 of them. Surprising? Not that much." Wednesday took out her paper and place them in the type writer. "What are you doing in here in the first place? You are supposed to be in class."

"I could say the same for you. I'm just freaking out about what's going on today."

"and you want to so desperately tell me, don't you?" Wednesday asked.

Enid nodded her head really fast. "I have decorating to do and I don't know how this is going to turn out because obviously I'm the decorating queen but most of helping committee isn't here because of some lame flu flying around."