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𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝟐:𝐖𝐨𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫

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𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝟐:
𝐖𝐨𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫

Chapter 3
Catastrophe turned salvation

"WEDNESDAY, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU", I sneered at the cold-hearted girl "When I come back, just wait and watch" I threw an angry look at Enid, but she just shrugged

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"WEDNESDAY, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU", I sneered at the cold-hearted girl "When I come back, just wait and watch" I threw an angry look at Enid, but she just shrugged

"I'll be waiting" Wednesday answered, still looking at her watermark, that she refused to show me , I huff, and tug at my denim jacket, getting out of the half rainbow and half nightmare themed room, Thing, crawling beside me

When I told Wednesday, that I didn't get the information she was seeking for out of Xavier, She gave me an even harder one, I had to go to his dorm, check Rowan's side of the room, and see if there is something. It's not like I haven't been to Xavier's room, heck, I've been there multiple times (the dorm rule of no opposite gender in the dorm has been broken by mostly everyone) but I've never been there to investigate anything, I've never been on Rowan's side of the room, because Xavier himself always kept me busy

I looked at the time, and realized that Xavier can be back from his run anytime, and waited inside his balcony. I heard a door being opened and then shut, and peeked inside slightly to see that Xavier went inside his bathroom to shower

I quickly entered the room, and muttered to myself "that book can be anywhere" I first go to Xavier's desk, and flip through his drawing's , as Thing investigated

I flipped through the sketch book, looking through the image of a raven, a gargoyle, and then me?

Xavier has Drawn many drawing's of me, but they were mostly of me with my magic, me with Aaron, or when I asked him to draw me, And he always informed me, when he drew my portrait

but This didn't fit any of that category, it was me, just me, without anything else, no magic, no Aaron, just me. My hair were open, and then were flowing in the air, I was smiling brightly, there were traditional Indian earrings in my ear

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