CHAPTER FOUR » ❝ I never loved you any more than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than I do, right this second.❞
- Beautiful Creatures by Kami Garcia, and Margaret Stohl
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Silence. For a brief second, even the rhythmic dripping of water from the tip of the tap seemed to cease, and the annoying electric whinnying of the light was suddenly stagnant and dead still. Lizzie squeezed her eyes shut for a moment. Her mind was racing at incredible speed as the events of her day relayed and settled in. She could have died today. Died without knowing who her own soulmates were and for what? She really didn't do all too much to stop the gargoyle. All she had done was locked it in the school. She feels selfish, and guilty for trying to be hero like Hope. For trying be someone that she thought her dad would be proud of. But, she supposed she might never be the person who dad proud off, but she can at least be alive for her soulmates. Make them proud of person she is because they are only ones who matter to herself besides, well, herself. Lizzie then slowly reopened open her eyes, and down to her cupped hand. She smiled at the her little prizes of candies, M&M's and sour gummy worms, gummy bears, and tiny chunks of milk chocolate all of them mixing together to produce such a weird and unique little rainbow in the palm of her hand. She quickly downed the candies, before moving to switch off the kitchen light, and quietly made her way back towards her and Josie shared bedroom. Everything was eerily quite, but considering the events of the day it made prefect senses.
When Lizzie quietly moved into her bedroom, she instantly took notice of her twin already long passed out which was a little bit odd as Josie typically waited for her. But Lizzie didn't think twice about it. Lizzie slowly approached her bed before flopping face first on to her bed. Lying down flat on her bed she tossed and turned for a bit in order to get comfortable. After a while she ended up staring up at the ceiling for a while, waiting for sleep to come, lure her deeper into the softness of her pillow, break down the resistance of her restless mind. Yet, as every night, sleep didn't come. Lizzie turned back and forth for hours; she was completely restless and just felt too awake. Calm and oddly at peace, but still wide awake. After a while she just gave up on the idea on sleep and she finally switched on the light at the end of her bed to find her twin was still fast asleep. Lizzie glanced over at her alarm clock to see it was only five am which was three hours earlier then when she would normally get up. With a heavy sigh, she rolled out of bed and bounced lightly on balls of her feet before making her way over to her dresser. She quietly opened her dresser before pulling out her favorite cute grey sweater crop top and a pair of ripped blue jeans. Lizzie then closed her dresser before changing into her new set of clean clothes. She then slipped on a pair of black vans.
Eventually, Lizzie was tip toeing out of her and Josie's bedroom and slipping down the long, and rather winding hallway. She passed by some of the other kids dorm rooms before finding her way down the stairs that feed into the main communal room of the school. Unlike hours before, it was now filled with a few of her fellow students, mainly those who belonged to either vampire, witches and warlocks factions. Though they were only really a handful of witches and warlocks, but not a wolf in sight. It was kinda well known throughout her school that the werewolves didn't wake up in till about roughly eight or nine; sometimes later on holidays or weekends and sometimes, though on rare occasions, the normal school weekdays. So, since Lizzie had few hours to kill before any of her actual magic classes of the day started up she decided to wonder around the school grounds. She felt a bit silly though while doing it; Lizzie had walked the whole school grounds so many times that if she were to cast a blinding spell on herself, she'd be able to navigate it with ease and complete utter perfection.
It was just that it felt weird for her. Weird in the sense that the place that had wonder as young kid; A place that had been made for just her and Josie originally, now served as safe haven for all walks of people and their soulmate; if any had them yet or they were still alive. That's sort of bitter truth to the school. Something not many are willing to admit or let alone talk about. Which is that a lot of of her fellow students have soulmates, but may never be able to meet because of fear of exposure of their secrets or that they might loose control. Some of her fellow students are lucky enough to find their soulmates among the halls of her father school or already meet their soulmate; she unfortunately is not one of those people. So, she feels awkward as she passes the Rose garden that the elementary level made so that older levels that place to get roses to give to their better halves. It was also a notorious place that couples would get asked out at or have their first kiss at; another thing Lizzie hasn't experienced yet. Something she saving for her soulmates. Something that she personally thinks is worth saving for whom ever she graced with and something that she wants both her and her soulmates to lovingly remember for the rest of their lives.
Lizzie is absolutely giddy at thought; she die hard romantic like her sorta- birth-mom but -not - technically - but-simultaneously - technically-kinda- is mom; Caroline Forbes. Lizzie isn't too ashamed to admit that she wants to be absolutely smothered in both pure innocent love sick puppy love, seductive lust sorta love, romantic cliches, and everything and anything in between. The thought helps her though her more sadder and... her more mental breakdowns, and magic imploding in on itself type moments. It's honestly fun for her to think about; To think of what sorta people have to be prefect to match her. She can tell if they will be broken just like her and will understand her, or if they'll will be people who finally mend and help shape herself for better. But, whatever, or whomever they are, she just absolutely excited to meet and she hopes their excited to meet her too; not that she needs to wait to long for that answer.
That's when she started to feel it. A strange tingle just beneath her skin. It was like that of tiny little shock of static electricity. The pulse of electricity seemed to only get more intense as she made her way to the front garden that was near the very entrance of the school. Lizzie tilted her head in confusion as an absolutely stunning and painfully gorgeous blonde girl in red crop top, pair of ripped up black jeans and black combat boots was taking photos of her fellow students and of the garden itself. She couldn't help the wide smile that just so naturally slipped onto her face as the mystery blonde took a picture of Violets. But her smile soon turned to that of extreme and utter annoyance as she watched Penelope Park rudely pushed the girl and knocked the girl of balance. Lizzie rushed to the side and helped her up.
" She who shall not be named is a complete heartless bitch and doesn't deserve a soulmate..." Muttered Lizzie under her breath as she glared daggers at Penelope's backside. She glanced back at the mystery blonde who was now grinning widely and eyes danced with all excitement in world. Eyes that Lizzie felt she could just get lost in.
" Oh my gods, where soulmates! That's so wicked! "
