Miraculous: Tales of Pandora Possum and Hawk Demask: Origins

Friends and Enemies

Today was the day. It was the day I would start school. It was a warm September morning, and I had sat down near my vanity as I carefully brushed all of the tangles out of my frizzy hair. I'd had the choice to be homeschooled, but decided against it because it was important to get out and socialize, and possibly meet new friends. That however, didn't stop the butterflies from rumbling in my stomach. I hadn't been this nervous in ages. I attempted to eat a light breakfast, but I was quickly filled up with worry.

A minute later I had rushed upstairs to get ready, and now as I finished up the early morning sun rose in the sky. I carefully wounded my hair up into a long braid, which slithered down across my back. I stood up as I took one final look in the mirror, looking confident and beautiful. Then grabbing my backpack, I carefully walked down the velvet stairs. Near the door I saw Mr. Morre in his usual chair, but this time it was turned a little closer to the door. When he saw me, his face lit up brightly.

"Austine," he said sweetly. If I didn't know better, I would've sworn he had real tears in his eyes. I went over to his side, as he looked up at me proudly.

"You be brave today." Mr. Morre told me. I had a feeling he could guess how nervous I was. I smiled back, despite the butterflies in my stomach.

"I will. You always taught me to be kind and courageous. I plan to do just that." For it was true. Whatever happened today, I had sworn to follow those two rules no matter what. Mr. Morre's smile grew a little wider.

"Austine, I'm so proud of you." He said with a quiver in his voice. I didn't really know what to say, or what he even meant really. A second later Simone came by, wearing a blue mid-sleve shirt with some jeans.

"Hey, Austine. You ready?" She asked me as she gathered the keys to her car. I turned toward her and nodded. Then I flipped back around to Mr. Morre.

"I better get going." Half of me wanted to stay right there. Staying by Mr. Morre's side always made me feel safe and warm. I was about to go out in the real world, which was a very scary thought. However, Mr. Morre seemed to sense my thoughts.

"Dont be afraid. Face everything with courage, and you will get through it." I gave a small smile, appreciating all of the encouragement.

"I will. Thanks Mr. Morre," I stated. As I went out the door, I waved one final wave to him. He had become something more than a companion. In a way, he was like a father to me.

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I gently placed my hands onto of each other to keep them from shaking. Sure, this wasn't life threatening like that time at the mall, but it seemed just as scary. I glanced outside, but all I saw was other cars in traffic. Once we were at a stop light, I felt Simone look over to me.

"You know, I remember my first day of highschool," she said pleasantly. "I was scared, and nervous, but I just remembered that it was an obstacle like any other, and that whatever happened, I knew I was going home in the end."

I glanced at Simone. Instead of the usually cheery expression, she wore a more grave, and sullen expression.

"I guess that's always true, you know. In the end, you'll always come home, no matter what happens. Somehow, sometime you always will." When Simone was finished, I was certain she was thinking about something else than going to high school. I'd known Simone for a couple of months now, but I'd learned that she had many secrets about her past. I for one wasn't fond of spying, so I had never asked her anything about her past. Though the more she hinted about it, the more curious I became.

"Thanks. At the end of the day, I guess I will be home, with my family." The last few months had been amazing. And now I realized that I had a family again. It felt...warming. Simone smiled so brightly by hearing those words that I thought she would explode. But it was true. Simone and Mr. Morre were my family.