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Nine. Fairy Dust of Hell
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It's too early for a girl to be up.
She knows that. Her mind was not too alive. Between the fucking early phone callfrom her friends, and the squeaky loud voice of all of them, Cecilia's head was pounding.
The morning light isn't even out yet. Cecilia's just about curled up in a ball on the white chair, hands tucked under her face, lashes fluttering. Her form is swallowed in an oversized flannel shirt and denim jeans.
She doesn't listen out to what the Davenport's are saying. Her eyes remain shut and she drags her hands over her ears, she mightjust be a little angry at them. Because do they ever fucking rest?
Her eyes fly open as she hears Mr. Davenport's voice so close. "Scuuuse me.." And she nearly lets out a squeak as he moves her chair roughly away, Leo's after. She scoffs at the small push, but continues to squeeze her eyes shut. "Have already evacuated the control panel. And if we don't shut it down in time, it will create a massive black hole that will implode the entire planet."
"Today?" Leo frowns, eyes a little wide. "No, that's not going to work. Today is Shelly Evan's birthday, and her mom makes the best cupcakes!"
Cecilia perks up and frowns a little, eyes still shut. "M' heard that. Her cupcakes aren't all that." She might be lying. Shelly Evans was such a bad thing for Cecilia. In 7th grade, her crush could not keep his fucking eyes off this new girl (Shelly) and it was driving Cecilia mad. Well, not really, he was just making conversation and had twinkling eyes. He wasn't even actually touching her. There wasn't much not to like about Shelly, Cecilia just didn't stand her. Call it intuition?
"I'm just sayin', that woman doesn't skimp on the sprinkles." Leo shrugs and Cecilia sighs.
"Don't worry, Leo. You will get your cupcakes.." Mr. Davenport's voice fades off as he moves away. Cecilia gasps and her eyes fly open as a hand flops into hers harshly. She groans a little when Bree pulls her up, her other hand helps hold her up by a steady hand on her shoulders and they make way towards the counter. "Adam, Bree and Chase have all the training they need to shut the collider down."
