The love war of the sun & moon || Wenclair story <3

Chapter three

Wednesday's POV:

"Wednesday?" A voice shouts from the oppisite side of the quad.
It's Xavier.
He begins jogging up to me, unfortently. I only realise i should have began walking away whilst i could.
"Didn't know you were coming back." He says slightly out of breath.
"What do you want?" I ask.
Honestly, i'd rather spend my time dancing to Taylor Swift with Enid than talk to Xavier.
"Is it such a terrible thing that i'd like to simply talk?" He questions.
"Yes." I say beginig to turn away.
"Wait."
God, he's persistent.
"Have I done something wrong?" He asks.
"No, i just have things to do."
"Okay then. At least go to the party with me tonight."
Why is everyone so obsessed with this party? It's like the raven all over again.
It's just a start of the year party, I really don't understand the excitment.
"What party?" I ask.
"Don't pretend you don't know, Enid has definitely told you about it."
"Even if I were to go, it wouldn't be with you."
I say in hopes he'll leave me alone.
"Ah, going with your girlfriend?"
"What?"
I ask, genuinly cofused. If this is some sort of 'funny joke', whoever started it better start saying their goodbyes.
"Don't act stupid. Enid."
What is he talking about?
"Enid is not my girlfriend. Where did you hear that?"
"My bad, just an assumption."
"A very random one."
I walk away before he somehow manages to continue that extremely pointless conversation.

Time skip - 2 hours

A loud thud comes from the outside of my dorm.
I open the door to see Enid on the floor with far too many bags.
If there was anytime i'd consider laughing, it'd be now.
"I thought you were buying an outfit." I say, holding back my laughter.
"A little help?" She says.
I walk towards her and take her hand in mine to pull her up from the floor.
There's a moment where she's standing and i still have her hand.
I realise and immidetly let go.
Enid's smile and pink cheeks implies she realised.
"I'll get you bags." I say hoping she won't bring up what just happened.
The fact that it happened is one thing, Enid reminding me is worse.
"You thought about the party yet?" She says sitting on her bed.
"I have to catch up on reading."
"You can catch up tommorow, please?" She says looking at me through her eyelashes.
It's what I call her 'i know you'll say yes if I make this face' look.
"1 hour, then i'm out." I say.
"Yes!" She hisses. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"