A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM | WENCLAIR

015. | Poe Cup IV

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1.20.2023 | 20.1.2022

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Enid's POV

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My catsuit starts to feel uncomfortable as I stand outside the medical tent; the cold breezy air brushes up against the suit, causing me to shiver. I wish I had a blanket with me right now, I think to myself.

But I was lucky enough not to find myself drenched in water from the lake as I notice Bianca and the rest of her teammates walking over to me.

My tears have finally dried as I pace back and forth, waiting for something...anything to be revealed to me about Wednesday's condition. 

Bianca and the rest of her group have got blankets as I see her carrying one over to me. It's colored a bright pink, different than the ones they're wearing. 

"Here," she says, with a comforting voice. She hands me the blanket as I quickly wrap it around myself. 

I feel my body heat trap underneath the blanket's soft fabric as it keeps me protected from the cold. 

"There's a storm that's coming our way," says Bianca, looking toward the sky. 

I take notice, too, as the sunny day we were greeted with this morning is now a dull grey, and large rain clouds from across the lake inch closer and closer to our location. 

"Thank you for what you did back there," I say to Bianca and her group. They all nod their heads as I continue. "You could obviously tell how much of a mess I was out there."

I chuckle at the statement as Bianca smiles. Suddenly, a large sound of thunder erupts across the sky as I watch students begin heading back toward Nevermore. Some stay behind in tents as I see our tall principal and teachers ushering students away from the area. 

"It's no problem," says Bianca, turning to look at the medical tent. "For what it's worth, as much as I don't like your roommate, she's still a human being. I couldn't just leave you guys behind like that without my conscious nagging at me...plus, it seems Xavier has a soft spot for your roommate."

She sighs longingly while she nods her head at Xavier and Ajax trekking toward us. They've got blankets surrounding their tomato-red clown suits as I see the gorgon boy smiling at me with a wave. 

For a time, I thought I could push down some of the feelings I had towards Wednesday by filling it with Ajax. But I realize now I have to put that to rest. I've kind of been leading Ajax on, I think to myself, feeling guilty at the thought. 

But what about Xavier? Does he like Wednesday? My nerves start to get the best of me as I begin picking at my fingernails beneath the blanket's cover. 

"Any word on Wednesday?" asks Xavier, the two boys reaching our group. I notice the worry in his voice and on his face as I feel the pit of my stomach begin feeling queasy. Jealousy? I think to myself as I look around our now-growing circle of people outside the tent.