𝘖𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘵🦉🌸ᵗʰᵉ ᵒʷˡ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ

Understanding Her

Eva was rocking out in the empty music room,she looked back with a smile to her bandmates. It was their first session together and they were pretty good.

At first she was nervous because she wasn't sure if anyone would be willing but it turns out her last perfomance really inspired people and she got a band together really fast.

"Alright guys, that was great!" She clapped as they started packing up their gear.

"I know right, to think we're gonna play at Skara's birthday, just imagine it our name in lights!" Whimsy beamed from her drums and she couldn't help but strike at them in anticipation.

"But the most important thing is not to panic, alright guys so later today after school, I was thinking we could all go on a picnic and relax. What do you guys think?" Eva offered and it was met with enthusiasm.

The band went their separate ways and were off to class, Eva and Whimsy were making their way down the hall.

"Hey, feathers!"

Eva's smile quickly turned to a frown when she heard that horrible nickname of hers being called out and worst of all no one called her that but the annoyance that is Alistair Blight.

Ever since he moved to the Oracle track his style slightly changed with a tight purple shirt with the oracle logo on it with an obsidian pendant alongside black jeens and a black jacket, if it's not obvious the boy made sure to make it known that he does his own thing and no one could stop him.

"What do you want Alistair?" She huffed as she turned around.

"What can't I say hi to my new best friend?" He quizzed with a smirk on his face that made her cringe.

"She's not your anything Blight! So why don't you just do us all a favor and leave her alone!" Whimsy defended as she stood between them.

"...Fine,fine...I'll leave, see you after school though feathers we've got a lot of work to do!" He waved off.

"That jerk! And we have a picnic then, what are you gonna do?" Whimsy asked.

"What is there to do, I have to go, I have to protect my secret, I have to protect my mom." Eva replied.

"Oh Eva...If you want I could claw his eyes out." Whimsy offered cutely as he razor claws popped out from her nails.

"Thanks Whimsy, but I'd rather you didn't. But I appreciate the effort." Eca smiled at the sentiment. "But  we should really get to photo class." She said.

"That's right I wanna see baby owl Eva!" Whimsy squealed.

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Whimsy carefully pulled out Eva's memory with a pair of toothed tweezers and placed the photo strip on a clip.

"As you work, note that some prints have greater clarity than others. These are moments that evoke strong emotional response. But if you damage the prints you'll damage the memories themselves. Be extremely careful!"

"Well, that wasn't foreboding." Whimsy mused and the two girls glanced towards each other and they giggled and soon their memories began to appear.

"Oh, look at baby owly how cute!" Whimsy gushed at the tiny pink little owl beast in the photo.

"Yeah, that was my first time transforming." Eva smiled at the memory. As more came up Whimsy noticed that not all of them were happy and adorable. "Yeah, life wasn't exactly easy, always having to run and hide who I am...but, it's okay I'm used to it." She said as a bitter smile came across her face.

"Eva..."

"I...I need a minute." Eva quickly excused herself.

"Eva!" Whimsy called out but her voice was drowned out by the screaming of the bell and she groaned as she rushed out of the classroom.