The things you do to me / Wenclair story

1 |her colors

This is my first story, 3.8k words. I will not follow the story exactly and I hope you enjoy

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We walk into the office and sit down in front of a woman with blonde hair and red lipstick "Wednesday, what a certainly unique name, I'm guessing it's the day of the week you were born?" She asks
"I was born on friday the 13" I say

"Her name comes from a line from my favorite nursery rhyme, Wednesday's child is full of woe" Mom says. I stare forward unblinking

"You've always had a unique perspective on the world Morticia" My mom smirks " Did your mother tell you we were roommates back in the day" She says turning to look at me.

"And you graduated with your sanity intact? Impressive" I say.

"You've certainly had a very interesting educational journey.Eight schools in five years" She says

"They haven't  built one strong enough to hold me, I bet this place won't be any different." I say deeply staring at her

"What our daughter is trying to say is that she greatly appreciates the opportunity" Dad says.
"Nevermore doesn't really expects students midterm, but giving wednesdays perfect grades and your families long history with the school, i've spoken with the board and we've made an exeption." She says. Now I'm not happy.

"Larissa, what about Wednesdays .. Therapy sessions? The court ordered them."Mom asks. I glare

"Well the school has a relationship with a therapist in jericho. She can meet twice a week."

"Did you hear that, my little storm cloud you're in excellent hands" Dad says

"Well see if she survives the first session" I say

Larrissa smiles " I've assigned you to your mothers old dorm ophelia hall" Mother gasps and laughs. What an unpleasant noise.
"Refresh my memory, Ophelia is the one who kills herself after being driven mad by her family, correct?" I say turning and facing my mother. She nods.I turn my head back to look at larissa.

"Should we go meet your new roommate?" She smiles at me like I'm a dog.

We walk for a little bit till we get to the room and she opens the door. We walk in and mom gasps. "It's so vivid," Dad says, looking disgusted. A girl taller than me. Blonde hair with blue and pink tips and a hideous uniform runs up to me. My eyes widen.

"Howdy roomie!" She says smiling too hard.

"Wednesday this is Endi Sinclair" Larissa says or I should say Ms. Weems

"Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale" Enid says

"Wednesday always looks half dead" Dad says

"Oh" Enid says with a smile, dropping the smile again "Welcome do Ophelia hall" She says stepping to me for a hug. I take a step back disgusted "Not a hugger got it" I stare at her.

    "Please excuse wednesday, she's allergic to color" Mom says

    Enid looks shook "Oh wow, what happens to you" She asks

    "Thinking of the best way to respond I say in a monotone voice " I break out into hives and then the flesh peels off my bones" Enid gulps

    "Luckily Enid specially ordered you a uniform, Endi please take wednesday to the registrar's office to pick it up along with a copy of her schedule, and give her a tour along the way." Ms. Weems says chuckling. I wonder why she would do that for me out of all people. I turn around and death glare at my parents and walk out. Enid skips after me, making me wanna gag.

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We are walking and Endi starts to speak "Nevermore was founded in 1972 for people just like us. Outcasts, freaks, monsters, and others."