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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ
School continued as normal, Iris trying to live as casual as possible after the encounter with Josie. Her best friend snapped at her like she was a monster. And then, Josie did dark magic.
Iris knew all about that subject.
The blond sighs, looking into her vanity mirror. Maybe it was wrong, to ignore Josie after what she did. Iris does dark magic on the daily, she has no real reason to ignore her best friend.
"Can you believe it? Theo slept in my bed." Iris turns to look at Fiona. The asian witch wears a yellow Salvatore sweater and blue shorts, pulling on her usual white vans. Her smiles wider than ever, she's practically glowing. "For two nights!" She squeals, sprawling onto her bed. Fiona lays on her back, her head hanging off the bed. Iris giggles, watching her friend.
Iris opens her small makeup bag, going through the items within it. "I don't know why you're so obsessed with him. You've known Theo for years."
Fiona and Theo have been friends the longest out of the core four. Fiona was registered in the Salvatore School when she was 8, and Theo came 3 years later, triggering his werewolf curse after accidentally killing someone in a hunting accident. They grew close as time passed, Fiona wanting to be closer than Theo knew.
"Exactly!" Fiona gushes, turning on her stomach to look at her friend. "He's been my best friend since we were kids. He's sweet, he's funny, he's protective, incredibly hot," Iris and Fiona giggle at the last statement. "He just, he makes my heart fuzzy."
"Aw, Fi," Iris coos, turning in her chair to face her roommate "We need to set you two up."
Fionas eyes widen. "What? No!" She hisses, Fiona looses balance, rolling off the end of her bed. The girl shoots up from the ground, brushing her hair out of her face. "Are you nuts?"
"Fiona, you said it yourself. Theo is protective over you. It's obvious you two are a little more than friends." Fiona's face reddens, and she fiddles with her hands.
A knock on the door causes the two witches to stop talking. The door opens, Josie Saltzman stepping in. "Can I talk to Iris?" She asks softly.
The witch stands on her feet. "I'll see you later, I." Fiona waves, moving past Josie and out the door. Iris clamps her lips shut as Josie leans against the door, letting it shut.
Josie sits on Fionas bed, her hands in her lap. "I'm sorry." She says. "The game was rough, and I was angry, and jealous." Josie shakes her head. "At the game, Headmaster Vardemus gave me that spell to break that kids arm."
