The Adventures of Monday Addams and Wednesday Addams

Chapter 15-Rowan

"Ladies, come on! Let's work on those teeth. More scowl. This kitty is taking no prisoners. If Bianca Barclay wins again this year, I will literally scratch my own eyes out!" Enid ordered.

"I would pay money to see that." Wednesday said darkly.

"Howdy, roomies! I'm so glad you decided to stay." Enid said with a smile for each of them.

"I thought you wanted your single room back." Monday asked.

"Full disclosure, I don't like living solo and Thing gives a killer neck massage. It's a win-win. So... why the change of heart?"

Wednesday frowned. "I refuse to let my sister play the role of a pawn in someone else's corrupt game."

"You mean Rowan?" Enid asked.

"I witnessed his murder, Enid." Monday said a little too loudly.

"It's just, we all saw him this morning. Very much, like, not dead."

"I know." Monday said in defeat. "Which leads me to believe I've been losing my mind. It's not nearly as fun as I had anticipated."

Wednesday spoke up "You're Nevermore's gossip queen. What's Rowan's story?"

"Other than being a weird loner..." Enid paused and looked at the girls apologetically "Uh... No offense."

" None taken." Monday said.

Enid continued "Xavier Thorpe's his roommate. If you had a cell phone, you could just text him and ask him"

Enid looked behind her and yelled "Yoko. Come on! Flare those whiskers. The Poe Cup droops for no one".

"What is the Poe Cup anyway?" Wednesday asked.

"My entire reason for living right now. Part canoe race, part foot chase, no rules. Each dorm has to pick an Edgar Allan Poe short story for inspiration. You could grab a brush. Ms. Thornhill's just ordered pizza. Want to take a stab at being social?"

"We do like stabbing. The social part, not so much. Besides, it'll cut into my writing time and Mondays drawing time."

Mondays face fell a bit she kind of liked the idea.

"No worries." Enid understood nodding "Just as long as you're lakeside cheering us to victory on race day. Or you can just glare uncomfortably. Whatever works for you." Then Enid walked back to her group of friends and Monday stared longingly.

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"I've always hated the expression "write what you know." It's a hall pass for the imagination-impaired. But when your life becomes a twisted mystery... maybe it's time to lean into it." Wednesday explained to Monday.

Monday went to Principal Weems office.

"I need to speak with Rowan" she demanded. "I can't find him."

"It won't be possible, I'm afraid. He's been expelled." The Principal said unemotionally.

"For what?"

"Never you mind. He'll be on the first train out this afternoon." Principal Weems snapped. "What were you doing out in the woods with him?"

"I told you already. I heard a noise, and I went to investigate."

Principal Weems scoffed "That excuse might have placated the sheriff, but you can't fool me. You and Wednesday had a psychic vision, didn't you?" Monday stayed silent and staring. "I realized you might be having them when we passed by the accident and you both knew that poor farmer had broken his neck. Your mother started having visions around your age. They were notoriously unreliable and dangerous. I remember at first, she thought she might be losing her mind. Have you spoken to her about them?"

"Clearly the person withholding information here is you. May I go now?" Monday asked.

"Not until you and Wednesday have picked your extracurricular activity. We want our students to be well-rounded." Principal Weems said with a smile.

"I think we'd prefer to remain sharp-edged."

Weems sighed "I took the liberty of putting together a list of clubs that have openings."

"How thoughtful."

"You both need to have picked one by the end of the day. I'll be keeping my eye on you. No doubt you'll find something that tickles your fancy."

Monday frowned at Weems. "The last person who tickled me lost a finger.

As Wednesday and Monday walked to where the choir was practicing Wednesday took thing out. "Weems is clearly trying to keep tabs on us. Keep an eye on Rowan. Don't let your fingers out of his sight." She whispered.