Maria Ivanov didn't give a shit no more.
She likes to cause trouble.
A mischief maker.
A rebellious teen.
A werewolf.
What happens when she moves to Nevermore from Russia, not even a day after Wednesday because no school could handle her.?
#1 - #eni...
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MARIA STOOD WITHWEDNESDAY in Weem's office. She looks bored as Weems explains they need to join an extra curricular activity. "I took the liberty of putting together a list of clubs that have openings." Weems said, placing a paper infront of them. "Do you have a basketball team?" Maria asked. Weems nodded, making Maria grin. "A place to practice music?" Maria asked. Weems thought for a moment. "You could always join the choir." Maria grimaced. 'Yeah, no thanks I just wanted to play the electric guitar in peace.'
"You need to have picked one by the end of the day." Weems said. "Do we have to join a extra curricular activity.?" Maria asked. Weems nodded making Maria groan. "Is there any space in the basketball team?" Maria asked herself, checking the paper. She grins, seeing it on the list. 'Score!' She thought. She looked at Wednesday. "I'll be checking out the basketball team, meet you in the quad after?" Maria asked. Wednesday nodded. Weems looked at them with an intense look.
"I'll be keeping my eye on you." She said to Wednesday. "No doubt you'll find something that tickles your fancy." Weems said. Wednesday sighs and takes the paper. "The last person who tickled me lost a finger." Wednesday said, making Maria smirk and reach a hand out, tickling Wednesday's chin."Oh look, my finger is still there." She teased. Wednesday looks at her with a death glare.
"Not for long." She said, and Maria dashes out, Wednesday hot on her heels. Weems watches with a fond smile. "WAIT WAIT WEDNESDAY IM SORRY-" Is heard from the hallway before a crash resounded, making Weems shake her head, standing up and looking in the hallway, seeing Wednesday straddling Maria, trying to cut off her finger with a pen? Weems sighs and closes her door, sitting in her chair. 'I don't get paid enough for this.' Weems thought.
Maria presses the button on the pen before Wednesday could cut off her finger, the knife retracts into the pen and Maria gets out of Wednesday's hold. "Oh come on your so cold." Maria whined, throwing her hands up in the air. Wednesday rolled her eyes and elbowed her in the stomach, making Maria hunch over a groan. Wednesday smirked, not looking at Maria who's hunched over next to her.
"I thought you were going to basketball." Wednesday said, amusement lacing her voice. Maria waved a hand. "Yeah, give me a minute." She wheezed. Wednesday lips quirked. "Alright, I'll see you in the quad.?" Maria said, gaining her bearings. Wednesday nodded. Maria smirked, deciding to make a bold move and kiss her cheek, making Wednesdays eyes widen. "I'll see you soon, дорогой." Maria said before dashing away, not wanting Wednesday to cut off any of her limbs. (darling)
What she didn't notice, was the slight blush on Wednesdays pale skin. 'This feeling, the butterflies in my stomach, it feels like my stomach is doing flips. It's disgusting, but why do I like it..?' Wednesday thought, deciding to take her mind off it by finding some clubs.
