The next morning Cassie awoke just as the sun was peeking above the horizon, her room was bathed in soft orange light, a slight breeze came through her open window. She'd struggled to pull herself away from the warmth of her duvet, wanting to stay cocooned under the soft down for as long as possible. Rolling onto her side she spotted her periwinkle blue trunk sat open on her bedroom floor and her silk school dress hanging on the door of her wardrobe, reminding her why she needed to be awake so early. It was the beginning of a new school year.
Swinging her legs over the edge of her bed and stretching, she slowly made her way to the bathroom. Stepping under the warm spray from the shower she felt her muscles instantly begin to relax. Squirting a generous amount of orange scented shampoo into the palm of her hand she gently began to massage it into her scalp, humming a tune under her breath. Once she had done washing her body and conditioning her hair she grabbed her pink fluffy towel and wrapped it around her slender body. Cleaning the condensation of the mirror, Cassie looked at her reflection, noticing the light purple circles that seemed to constantly ring her eyes at the moment. Huffing slightly she set about getting ready, brushing her teeth and using a small amount of makeup, hoping it would make her look a little less tired.
Cautiously she turned around so her back was facing the mirror staring at the burn still clear on her left shoulder. Red and pink lightning shaped marks appeared to shoot from a deep red circular epicentre all the way down to her lower back. All of her other injuries from the World Cup had healed, her arm and leg only causing her some slight pain when they became stiff, however the burn on her shoulder refused to heal no matter how many healing spells and salves they had applied. Tearing her eyes away and brushing the tears from her cheeks she opened the medicine cabinet, grabbed a large gauze bandage and set about covering the ugly mark so that no one would be able to see it.
Returning quickly to her bedroom she pulled on some dark wash denim jeans and a cream chunky knit jumper. Just as she began to brush her hair she heard a light knock on her bedroom door.
"Come in!" she said, not taking her eyes off of her face in the reflection of the mirror as she continued to brush her hair.
"I'm glad to see you up and ready, I didn't hear a peep this morning," Maya chuckled. "I bought you these to pack, a box of bandages and some more of the salve prescribed from the hospital," Maya said, placing them carefully on her bed and turning so she could see Cassie in the mirror.
"Do you want some help styling your hair?" she questioned.
"Could you maybe dry it and curl it for me? It's so annoying we aren't allowed to use magic outside of school. I would be ready in 2 minutes if we could!" replied Cassie, a frown causing a deep wrinkle between her arched eyebrows.
Maya laughed, "We both know that's a lie, you love your half hour showers!"
Cassie turned, trying to keep the offended look on her face before she quickly cracked showing a cheeky smile. Maya sat on the end of her bed motioning for Cassie to take a seat on the floor in front of her. With a small flick of her wand and a blast of warm air, Cassie's dry hair created glossy curtains around her face. Maya then began to take small sections of Cassie's hair, making a corkscrew-like motion with her wand and creating gentle waves. The pair sat in silence whilst Maya was curling her hair, taking in the limited time they had together and not wanting to break the stillness of the early morning. Once Maya had finished she began to gently brush her fingers through Cassie's hair, causing the young girl to close her eyes and lean slightly into her touch.
"Promise me you'll be good and stay safe, Cas," Maya mumbled. Cassie was slightly offended, she prided herself in being a conscientious student, always trying her hardest and achieving the best marks.
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