Chapter VII

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"Enid, you look fine, now let's go." Ten more minutes and they will be late to their first class of the day, geometry- which Wednesday greatly relished.
Geometry and numbers were the language of the universe. You could find all of it's dirty little secrets from decoding it.

"Okay, okay, I'm ready." Enid finally came out of the bathroom, fluffing her hair with her hand, excited as always. Judging by hers and the other wolf breads, they are naturally energetic, to the point 'normies' would say 'ADHD'.

Walking into class, she spotted a few familiar faces. Bianca, queen bee sat up front. The twins, behind her. Enid dug her nails in Wednesdays' arm unknowingly.

I need to buy this girl a chill pill she thought.

"Sit here with me!" Wednesday didn't argue and sat down. A few more people piled in, including Xavier. Wednesday and Xavier glanced at each other, and he sat in front of Enid, putting his bag down beside him.

Just then the teacher walked in and stood in front of her desk. She was open to open her mouth to speak when else interrupted, abruptly making an entrance.

A girl with blonde, wavy hair and makeup done a little too heavily walked up to the empty seat alongside Xavier and gave him a flirtatious smile. Politely he smiled back.

"Hello, I am Ms. Shen, welcome to my geometry class, do you guys have much knowledge in this subject?" Nobody raised their hands.

Wednesday rolled her eyes, not surprised.
She raised her hand.

"Ah, miss Addams, I should've expected you to raise a hand." She smiled.
Wednesday was used to everyone knowing her name, after saying everyone's lives last year will do that.

"Do you enjoy geometry?" She asked genuinely curious.

"Immensely. Sacred geometry even more so."

Ms. Shen smiled, her energy very comforting and soft.

"Sacred geometry is what started my passion for teaching it," she walked up to the chalkboard. "And that is why, we are starting this class off with sacred geometry. If you guys are going to learn it, we are going to start at the beginning."

She started drawing out the flower of life, Wednesdays favorite.
She was trying to enjoy and listen but a voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard kept getting on her nerves.

Whoever this chick was kept on whispering to Xavier and quietly giggling and it seemed as if he was enjoying it. She was twirling her hair around her finger, looking as if she only had a single brain cell.
She watched as she held onto his shoulder and then ran her hand down his back, trying to be seducti-

A loud snap got everybody's attention, also taking Wednesday out of her trance.
She looked around to see where the noise came from but once she realized everyone's eyes were on her she looked down at her hand and seen her pencil snapped in two.

"Wednesday, are you okay?" The teacher questioned.

"Splendid." She growled.

Xavier gave her a confused, worried look but Wednesday avoided him.

A giggle came from Enid.

Everyone looked back at the Ms. Shen finally and her eyes migrated back to the whor- girl next to Xavier. She cooled it down a bit, but she still wouldn't stop unnecessary babbling.

She saw her smile again at him but this time she noticed something.

Pathetic.


The bell rang and Ms. Shen excused everyone. Without a second thought, Wednesday walked up to Xavier and the bloodsucker with her arms crossed.

"Xavier, are we going to start the mural this evening?"

"Uh,"

"Sorry but he already said he was going to hang out with me today." Christina smiled. More like smirked.

Wednesday glared up at Xavier and then looked at the blonde with no morals. "Hopefully he doesn't make a habit of it or else he is going to lose brain cells." Wednesday felt a feeling coursing throughout her whole body, something new and as agonizing it was, she didn't like it.

Christina now shared the same glare Wednesday was giving.

"Wednesday," Xavier started but she cut him off. "Enjoy your day you two. Or don't."

Wednesday turned and walked out the door with Enid right behind. "Oh my god Wednesday!"

She could barely keep her breathing under control, she felt angry, and more crap feelings she could not decipher. They made it to the front of the school, by the gate. She was going to town to get away from this place.

"I've never seen you jealous before."

"Jealous? Not possible"

Enid smirked. "Whatever you say."

Wednesday stopped and faced her friend. "How do I stop it?"

"The thing that you're feeling that is not jealousy?"

Wednesday looked everywhere but her eyes. "Precisely."

"Well," Enid tried her best to keep her excitement in check. "You could tell him how you feel."

Wednesday looked at Enid, annoyed. "I don't know why I asked."

"Maybe one day you will realize. Love doesn't make you weak. It makes you stronger." With that, she walked away and went to her next class before she was late. Wednesday wanted no part of it. She walked out the Nevermore gates and changed her mind about the destination.

She had somewhere else in mind.


Walking in the woods, the air felt damp, and the leaves were upside down, showing it was going to rain. Perfect. She loved the rain. After a few more minutes of listening to her feet on the ground, a wooden shack came into view. Her hands came in contact with the cold door handle, and she swung the door open, seeing the familiar canvases and surroundings. A few differences, for instance, the portraits of Tyler the Hyde were gone, thankfully. Xavier must've tried making a hang out spot or something. There was a bed, table, chairs. It looked like someone trying to fit all their belongings in a 5,000-dollar apartment in New York.

He had an almost completed charcoal drawing on the easel, possibly from this morning. A moon above an opening in the trees and midnight rain. She ran a finger down the rough frame and Xaviers face came across her mind. With his hair down, his green eyes looking at her, she thought about running her hand down through his hair and down his cheek, his neck, chest.

She grabbed his blue sweatshirt next to his art and her body carried her to his bed and fell into a slumber.








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