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Season One, Episode One

"wednesday's child is full of woe"

"wednesday's child is full of woe"

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"ARE YOU GOING TO EAT THAT?" Xavier's voice broke through the low hum of the car engine. He eyed the slice of pizza on my plate with unmasked hunger.

I sighed, shoving it toward him. "Knock yourself out."

The trip back to Nevermore for the new semester was proving uneventful—at least for me. I was pumped to return, relishing the idea of another year among outcasts, where I'd actually managed to fit in. Xavier, on the other hand, was less enthusiastic. He'd just broken up with Bianca, and his mood was as dark as the storm clouds trailing behind us.

"Still not gonna tell me what happened?" I asked, leaning into my trademark persistence.

"Nope" Xavier muttered around a mouthful of pizza. His tone was sharp enough to slice through the air.

I wasn't one to pry into his love life—usually—but something about this breakup intrigued me. It wasn't just their relationship ending; it was the way Xavier carried it like a wound he refused to let heal.

The car hit a bump, jolting me from my thoughts. Our parents hadn't even bothered to drive us this time, claiming they were tired of our constant bickering over the break. Instead, they'd packed us off with the family chauffeur, a stoic man whose silent disapproval radiated from the front seat. The scolding we'd received before leaving still rang in my ears, but Xavier's brooding silence made it clear he wasn't planning on any more arguments—yet.

Hours later, the dark silhouette of Nevermore Academy finally came into view, its gothic spires reaching toward the overcast sky. A grin tugged at my lips. The sight of it felt like stepping into a home I didn't know I needed.

"You done gawking?" Xavier's irritated voice yanked me back to reality. "I want to unpack."

"What's the rush? Not like you've got anyone waiting for you" I shot back with a smirk, watching his jaw tighten as he stormed ahead.

"If you see Bianca, tell her I said hi!" I called after him, earning an exaggerated eye roll before he disappeared into the school.

As I stepped into the familiar halls, I was nearly tackled to the ground by a whirlwind of color and energy. "Lucas! You're late! I was worried!" Enid's muffled voice came from somewhere against my chest.

"Enid, personal space" I grumbled, peeling her off. Her bright smile didn't falter for a second.

"Sorry! It's just... You're finally back! And there's so much to catch up on!" She beamed, bouncing on her toes. "What took you so long?"

"Our parents are on strike" I said dryly, earning a giggle from her. "Speaking of catching up, maybe you can help me get Ajax off my back for the day."

Her eyes lit up. "I'd love to! Let's head to your room."

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