Soft wisps of steam clouded her marbled floors as Anastasia padded her way towards her vanity table, hair damp and towel in hand. Settling herself on the white stool, the girl moved to towel off the moisture in her hair before slowly combing out the occasional tangles amongst her dark tresses. The sudden slamming of her door had her swiveling in her chair, damp hair whipping through the wind as her eyes glowed orange in preparation of a spell. Her stiff posture relaxed as the sight of her brother's heaving form, pressed against the door.
"You gave me a heart attack!"
Her brother opened his mouth to open before apparently giving up on it, choosing instead to gulp down air.
Anastasia peered at him curiously through her mirror, already turning away to continue drying her hair. "What's got you like this?"
Her brother staggered from her door to flop down on her bed, face down before mumbling a few words into her bed sheet.
"Hadrian, stop speaking to my bed sheet."
Her brother grumbled under his breath but turned over to his back before saying. "One word sis. Girls."
Anastasia snickered softly under her breath as she headed for her wardrobe to change. "Told you that we should meet in the lobby. But, no you wanted to come to my room."
"But then, there wouldn't be a bed I could flop on to."
Anastasia shook her head at that before disappearing into the bathroom to change her damp clothing. A few minutes later she reappeared donning on an ice blue strapless dress with a white short jacket on top and matching flats. She then padded over to her dresser again to place on a white, diamond studded watch and a pair of simple diamond earrings.
"Why are you all dolled up?"
Anastasia twisted her head to look at her brother as she fastened on her chosen earrings. "For the same reason you are."
Her brother cursed loudly, seemingly ignoring the chiding 'Language' that Anastasia uttered out of habit.
"When did you know?" Her brother questioned, pouting.
"When I saw you enter." She replied as she placed away her wallet, tissues, phone, headsets and other essentials inside a small white sling bag. "I told you that meeting in the lobby would be best. Especially if you wanted it to be a surprise."
"You'll know even then."
Anastasia simply smirked, not denying the claim.
"C'mon, let's get going. I'm starving."
Her brother nodded, and stood, heading out for the door as she snapped her fingers to lock and secure her room while she was out.
"You have to teach me that."
"I would, if I knew that you wouldn't misuse it, like I know you plan to."
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"So, what was up with your clearly over powered Miods?"
Anastasia looked up at her brother as she neatly sliced her Chicken Parmigiana. The two were settled nicely, in a fancy italian restaurant just nearby the dorms. Having chosen particularly private tables to eat, really their family name held quite the power.
"I have no idea, I've never fought with them before." She replied before chewing on her piece of chicken.
Across the table, her brother arched an eyebrow as he took a bite out of the inky black pasta on his plate. "Really? That was you're first time? When did you contract them?"
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The Arcobaleno
Novela JuvenilAnastasia never lived the easy life, orphaned from birth all she has left of her original family was her pendant but life never seemed to make it easy for her. In a prejudice and magic-filled world she has to blaze her own path and learn to distingu...
