[A/N] Merry christmas! Or if you don't celebrate christmas, Merry 25th December! Either way, enjoy an extra long chapter today! My gift to yall <3 (Most chapters are 600-650 words. This one is around 1800, so you get a triple length chapter. It gets more winter based near the end!
Yeah. There's no stock of the skirts. That's fine though! We'll just get plain skirts, plus maybe I can get a nice one that way. We have tube skirts at school, ones you can barely walk in, unless you pay extra for an ugly pleated one. I might be able to get a nice skirt, hopefully. We're going back in to town soon, to get normal skirts. Mariposa is genuinely a really nice person, I think I'm going to like it here.
"Hey Amber, come down!" I hear her call. I jump off of my bed to head downstairs, it's probably something to do with school. I grab a pretty handbag I found, incase we're about to go shopping. It's a small black leather handbag with a red heart clasp. How cute! It's the inverse of my shirt, really, and it matches my outfit perfectly.
"So, you need to pick what subjects you want to take. You have to take English, maths, The sciences, Physical Edcation and Religious Education," She begins. Ew, R.E., my nightmare. "And also either french or spanish, so you can learn a new language, and you also have to take either history or geography. After that, you can pick any 2 of the subjects listed below, bar some banned combinations." That... sounds more complicated than I know it is.
She handed me a sheet and told me to tick what I wated to take. I remember I used to take Spanish, history, Drama, and Textiles, but I dont want to pick the exact same. I'll swap to French instead of spanish, because there's not much difference. I refuse to swap drama or textiles, they're great fun, and history is was better than geography so... Maybe change 1 subject and nobody will notice! I hope so, at least..
"Hey, why don't we go look for skirts whilst you think about what you want to do?" Mariposa suggests.
"Sounds like a great idea!" I say quickly, folding the paper and putting it in my bag. I grab my hat and put it on, although I never did bother to take off my concealer, so I don't have to worry about that. We head out of the door, and jump into her car. I'll assume we're going to the local mall, so I'm glad I'd packed some of what I'll assume was allowance money. Wait, damnit, humans don't accept the weird money I found from Ambers realm. Oh well, If it's my birthday so soon, when I turn 14 I can get a job and earn some extra cash.
That'll be boring, but hey, who doesn't want money? Imagine what I could buy with it. Probably more concealer, and some new outfits! God, I sound like a girly girl. I mean, I am a pretty princess! Litterally, right now. Amber is stunning, so the pretty bit is also true. But I'm not a girly girl. I'm not a tomboy either, but that's not the point. I'll just hope if I find something cool, then I'll just hope Mariposa will buy it for me. Fingers crossed.
We arrive at the mall, and because I'm not meant to know my way around or know any of the shops, Mariposa walks us into Primark. I notice they're already stocking up on christmas items. How cool! I love christmas! We walk upstairs to the womans section, and begin to look for skirts. The main criteria is black or grey, and hopefully slightly above the knees. We find a few racks of skirts, and begin to look at them. The first rack has dark grey skirts, all pleated, but they go down to my ankles- Ew! The next rack is just as bad, except they're black and only are as covering as a pair of booty shorts. After looking at the rest of the rack, we find the most perfect skirt, It's a nice fabric, a loose tube type style, and is a dark grey so it'd be allowed! We begin to search through the rack- 10-11, 11-12, 12-13, 15-16.... They don't have 13-14 or 14-15! None of them fit, what a disaster!
We begin to wander around, and we see a single skirt hanging on a rack it doesn't belong. It looks just like the one I found earlier, and I check the size on it- 13-14. That's my size, and when I hold it up against myself, it's the perfect size! It's on a weird rack though, it appears to be a rack of... cloaks? Why would primark sell cloaks? They're dark blue, and a simple cape with a hood and a button for around the neck, but the fabric is such a good quality... and very swishy! Mariposa sees me eyeing the cloaks and begins to look through them. "I found one in your size! Do you want it?" She says, smiling at me. Oh my god. Do I?!? (Yes. I do. They're so swishy.)
"If that's OK, yes please!" I smile at her. A cloak! When we leave, she pulls it out the bag so I can try it on. I button up the little button, and give a quick spin as it flows around me.
"That does look pretty cool on you. A warrior cloak for a mini warrior!" She smiles. Oooh, does Amber know how to fight? So cool! I giggle and smile at her. You know, I feel like a 7 year old right now, but considering I'm 14 soon (As Amber and Amelia- Amelia's birthday is in December) it's not a great thing.
As we head home, I'm fiddling like crazy with the button. We've already gotten the rest of the uniform, so the skirt was the last piece needed- meaning we can head home now! I figure if I can find a really good reason, I can be allowed my cloak. It's winter, So maybe I can wear it because I don't have a coat yet, but the cloak was a gift from my grandma so it's better than nothing. Yeah. That's good. That'll definitely do. I never used to like the school uniform, but the fact It's black is actually nicer when you add the cloak. They match. Nice.
Just as we step out the car, a small f lake of snow hits me right on the nose, like a nature's boop. It's snowing! I wonder if they have snow back where ever Amber came from... probably. Soon, the snow becomes heavier, as we sit in the front room of the house- I'm still wearing my cloak, so maybe I can go outside! I should ask Mariposa if we can have a snowball fight maybe.
"Only if you put on something more suitable for the cold, If you get ill within a few days of being here your mama won't be happy with me," She giggles. Yes! I run upstairs to my room, which is jutting out extremely weirdly from the house since mama put it there. I look through the cupboard once more, and see a dress I had overlooked last time- and it is stunning.
It's a blue dress with white fur lining, and a fur collar. It was so pretty, and it was really practical and warm too! The skirt fell just above my ankles, and underneath I wore a pair of leggings I had found. Now to battle with Mariposa.
I run outside to see her already there, a pile of snowballs in her arms. Cheater! Well, 2 can play at that game... She lobs the first snowball at my face, but luckily she misses and I only get hit on the shoulder. I duck down to begin collecting snow of my own to make a snowball, before getting snow to the face with a hit from Mariposa. I pick up my new snowball and lob it back, to watch it hit her with a satisfying smack in the face, making her laugh as she wipes it off her face. "Oh you are SO on." She smirks, gathering an extra large snowball in her arms.
I step backwards to try make it harder to aim at, but as the snowball heads towards my face, I silently accept my defeat, and that I must train for another 4 years to beat Mariposa in a snowball war. But as I look closer, the snowball appears to have just melted?? As I look around, I notice the snow around me has begun to melt, the sight making me jump. What the?!? I look up to see Mariposa looking at me, looking shocked and amused at the same time.
"Hey, cheater!" She calls out, throwing a barrage of snowballs at me, all of them hitting me in the face.
"You cheated first!" I laugh. "You had snowballs before I was outside!"
"You took too long!" She laughs back, before lobbing one last snowball that pummels me in the face. Cold. Literally and metaphorically, cold.
We go back to the living room, and she offers to make us hot chocolates, which I gratefully accept. I love the snow. But I wonder... how did that snowball melt? I understand that body heat can obviously melt snow, but not that much that fast... right? It was only once, so I have to assume it wasn't body heat. The fact Mariposa called me a cheater makes me think it was to do with the whole demon thing I have going on. Pretty cool, being able to cheat in snowball fights. I'll have to learn to use it properly.
"Hot chocolate's here!" She smiles walking back into the front room and plonking herself on the sofa, "I didn't know if you wanted marshmallows or not, so I made one with and one without, take your pick." I smiled at her and took the one with marshmallows, as she grabbed the remote control to the TV. "We've got loads of cool channels here on earth, like Disney+, wanna help me pick something to watch?" She asks. She's so sweet! She flicks over to the channels, and begins scrolling through the shows.
"Hey, that one looks cool!" I say, pointing at a show labelled "The Owl House". She clicks on it, and we begin to watch. She stands up to leave the room, which confuses me, but she comes back in soon after holding 2 blankets, 1 in either hand. She tosses me one, which I gladly snuggle up in, as she snuggles up in her own, and we begin to watch the first episode.
"Foolish child! I could swallow you whole!" Cackles out from the TV.
I think I'm going to love it here.
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FanfictionAmelia is so bored. Like, SO SO bored. But when the opportunity arises to have some fun, well she can't resist that, can she? Even if it means lying....
