I'm In love with my teacher~Wenclair.

~Forty-three~

Wednesday's POV:

"Wednesday...." Enid whined, as she turned to face me.

"What?" I muttered, my eyes still closed. 

"Someones at the door," she mumbled, as she placed her head in the crook of my neck.

"Just ignore them they'll go away." 

"They've been knocking for the past ten minutes." I huffed, while throwing the blanket off of me. I grabbed a pair of shorts from the bag, and pulled them on before walking over to the door.

"Can I help....you" I started, before realizing who I was talking to. "Tyler." 

"Hello Wednesday." 

"E-" I started.

"Don't, you don't need to disturb her. I just want to talk." He said, while glancing at the room behind me. "Someone had fun last night," he commented, as he glanced at our clothes that are strewed across the room. 

"What do you want, Tyler." I snapped, bringing his attention back to me.

"Your daughter, how old is she?" 

"Why the hell would I tell you that?" 

"Because I know something, that you don't. And I'm sure you'd love to hear this."

"She's 3," I muttered, my jaw clenched in disgust.

"I bet she's adorable," 

"Bet all you want, you're never going to lay eyes on her." I said, while glancing back at Enid. "Now speak you imbecile, I don't have all day." 

"Xavier, I'm sure you remember him?"

"Unfortunately,"

"He's been stalking you," 

"I'm aware" I started, "I knew it was him the day he gave me the phone. I'm not an idiot." 

"And you haven't done anything? That's quite surprising."

"No, I haven't. He's not going to do anything, and even if he does. I'm sure Enid could kill him, and that's saying something."

"Hmm, You have fun with that. See you at lunch Addams." He joked, before walking off.
I groaned, and walked back over to the bed.

"Who was it?" she mumbled, as she wrapped her arms around me.

"Tyler." I muttered, placing my head back on her chest.

"What did he want?" 

"To tell me something I already know." 

"Which is...?"

"Xavier,"

"Hmm," she hummed, as she pulled me closer. 

"Do we really have to go today?" 

"Yes, we were the ones that asked for this. We have to go." she answered, as she placed a soft kiss on my head.

"No body forcing us to go." I muttered, before glancing up at her.

"Yes, but there are people expecting us." 

"Who?" I questioned, while sitting up on my elbow.

"Eugene, he messaged me yesterday asking if we were going to be here. We're going to get dinner with him and Kent tonight." 

"I thought we were going home after lunch,"

"That was the original plan, but I thought you'd like to see Eugene again. So now we'll be leaving after dinner." she replied, now making eye contact with me.
I nodded, before placing my head back down on her chest. "Are you going to get up so we can get ready or..." she questioned, while messing with my hair. 

"Fine," I huffed, before slowly getting back up. 

"We should match," Enid mumbled, while going through our suitcase.

"With what?" 

"Black skirt, checkered sweater, your doc Martins-the ones with the buckle- and your hair in braids." she replied, still looking through the bag. 

"I always do my hair in braids, why did you need to add that?" 

"Because I knew you were going to ask my opinion, so I just went ahead and gave it to you." I nodded, before grabbing my clothes from the bag and walking to the bathroom. 

"What are you wearing?" I asked, as I brushed my hair.

"White skirt, pink and white checkered sweater, my converses, and I'm going to do to small braids at the front of my head." 

"Hmm," I hummed, as I finished the first braid. 

"You're so pretty," She mumbled, while wrapping her arms around my waist and placing her head on my shoulder.

"I could say the same for you," 

"Thanks love," she smiled, before letting go to get ready herself. 
I finished doing my hair, before changing my clothes and putting on my shoes. I will admit, Enid is quite good at choosing outfits. 

"You done?" Enid questioned, while trying her shoes.

"Mhm,"

"Okay, let's go then." She said, while grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room.

Enid's POV:

Time for the fun to begin.