SUMMARY: Enid and Wednesday had broken up before graduation and was reunited between a group with their friends forcing them together and Wednesday had ended up developing feelings for Enid again. Does Enid have the same feelings?..
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Enid's POV
I groaned as the bright shine through my window came at me, I think I forgot to shut my curtains last night.. I sighed and got up realizing it was The 7th already I had woken around 8 so about an hour and a half before I head out.
I walked into the bathroom staring at myself noticing a bit of change as my eye bags were a tad bit darker. I was up last night thinking why or how did Wednesday end up getting back in contact with the others? Or instead how did the others find out Wednesday's contact? My best guess yet is Tyler as he was the second closest person she had ever since Wednesday and I were... never mind.
I bushed my teeth and curled my hair, my hair dye is starting to wear out I had been thinking about dying it Brown but nah I'll just keep it as a side quest if I ever get bored of this. I chuckled and got my outfit ready for the day. I wore a white shirt with baggy sleeves, A Chic knit vest (A/N help idk what they're called..), and with a black skirt
I quickly applied makeup in a head being about 5 minutes late I finally arrived"Hey! Im a bit late sorry bout that" I looked around there being Yoko(she had never been late before), Divina, Tyler, and Ajax, no sign of Xavier, Bianca, nor Wednesday. A few minutes go by and Xavier had arrived "Hey guys! I just heard that Wednesday went to go pick up Bianca" he shrugged and I raised an eyebrow, did they have a friendship before all this?.. I felt my blood boiling.
"Girl you good?" I turned my head to see who asked, It was Yoko "yeah..yeah Im fine" I let out a breath trying to take it slowly
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Wednesday's POV
I headed out and Somehow for whatever reason Bianca had gotten my Phone Number saying she had saved it by clicking on my profile, I didn't understand. She had asked me to pick her up so I brought the car my Father had gifted me for my last horrid birthday.
I wore A black long sleeved shirt with a collar up, A black fabric jacket down near my knees, light grayish jeans, a black belt, with black boots.