There once was a girl.
She was sweet like a baby.
But you fucked her up.
Made her think she was crazy.
I'm that girl.
But I look different lately.
Cos now I'm a monster.
The monster you made me.
- Chloe Adams.
Magical Luck has changed, Magical Luck...
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You shouldn't mess with me. You don't wanna mess with me 'Cause if you mess with me. You're messin' with my family (yeah, yeah, yeah) You shouldn't mess with me. You don't wanna mess with me (no) 'Cause if you mess with me. You're messin' with my family (uh)
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Rosalie and Niklaus had decided it was best they spent time together, with no one to interrupt them, Niklaus had asked the girl before him where she would feel most comfortable, and so she answered, "I'd like to go to the park." And that was where they were, the two walking along the path, not many people were there, mostly mothers with their young children, and maybe a few teens. It was peaceful, and it felt like neutral ground.
"How long are you here for?" Niklaus asked the girl as she smiled at the giggling children in the distance, Niklaus smiled, he could see so much of her mother in her, it was wonderful, Lily would have doted on the girl, brought her up to be a strong independent witch, with a bit of him, because to him, she was Lily through and through with a dash of Mikaelson.
"Just the week," she answered as she placed her hands in her jacket. "I have to get back to Hogwarts and play the game, win the game." Rosalie answered. "The old fool thinks I could still be swayed, can't wait to see that stupid twinkle go out when he realizes I'm not playing the way he wants."
Niklaus smirked, maybe he was wrong it seemed she had a bit more of him in her. "And here I believed you to be more like your mother," Niklaus smirked. Rosalie frowned.
"I like to think I'm both of you in a way, just only one at a time. Or both of you at the same time," Rosalie stated, she didn't like being compared, no one ever spoke of her mum, only James, and it was frustrating to her, it was frustrating to her that she had to celebrate Halloween with everyone, when all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball and cry.
Niklaus stared at the girl before him before sighing. "I'm sorry Rosalie, I wasn't trying to, I can assume you don't like being compared, do you?"
"No, but for once I'm actually happy to see that I do remind you of yourself, it's hard sometimes when they would compare me to dad, uh sorry James." Rosalie started. "I never even knew either of them, but people just said I look so much like him, I was like him." She continued to say, she thought it was ridiculous how they would tell her she was like James, she didn't even know him, but the potions probably helped. "It was just harder because they never said anything about mum. I only know I apparently have her eyes." Rosalie finished as she jumped onto a rock the pair having made their way over to some rock formations.
