Mischief

ten

"Enjoy the holidays everyone. And don't forget, please finish the rest of Jane Eyre before you come back, you will be writing a four page essay on it." The teacher shouts as the bell rings. Without even listening to a word, students flood out from classroom to classroom. The hallways are filled with chatter and excitement. People run up the stairs and down, ready to finally pack their bags.

I make my way to my dorm, several girls are already setting their luggage in the halls. The door to my dormitory is already opened. Morgan is putting her clothes in a duffle bag while listening to Ultraviolence.

"Got some Lana going I see." I smirk, setting my book bag down on my bed. "Ugh her music's heavenly." She laughs. "Pretty sure it's my religion by now." I chuckle. Morgan laughs along while I walk over to my dresser, taking out several pairs of jeans, jumpers and tops.

I pull my duffle bag out from under my bed and start to fold my clothes. I put all my makeup and perfumes in a small travel bag. My books and journals stay in a bag and with that, everything I need is packed.

"Are you ready?" I ask her. "Almost." She chuckles. "Don't worry, the train leaves in an hour." "I know but I'm just excited." I smile.

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The steam coming from the trains horn can be seen from my second story window. My dorm is mostly empty now, I don't usually take much with me to school in the first place so clothes, books and other belongings fill the space.

I farewell a few others before following Morgan to the train. We walk down the dirt road with our luggage in hand. Students rush to catch the train as the gates to Domesdale start to close.

I set my duffle bag on the compartment above me. "Hey Audrey." He greets me. "Oh hi Elliott." My face brightens up. Elliott and I have gotten a bit closer since our first interaction.

"I was wondering... if maybe I could accompany you on the train?" He asks nervously. "Of course." I smile.

After putting his luggage away, I had to basically kick Morgan out because there wasn't enough room but in the end, everything seemed to work out just fine.

We talked for a bit. Laughing and looking out the trains window. It was drizzling a bit, which I loved. The rain and fog has always been beautiful to me.

"I actually never got to hear what you were doing." I laugh. "Don't worry, I'm a good listener." I smirk. Chuckling, he comes to sit right next to me, which I find a bit weird but go with it anyway.

"I'm just gonna stay home this year, my aunt and uncle are visiting but that's it." "That's cool. Where do you live, if you don't mind telling." "I'm from London." He smiles. "Oh wow now way, I from London too." My face brightens up.

"Yeah." He whispers. It's silent for a bit. The only sound that can be heard is the trains engine and the muffled chatter from the other compartments. I stare into his turquoise eyes. The colour is mesmerizing honestly.

My eyes flicker down to his lips and before I know it, he slowly leans in towards my face. His warm lips press against mine, making my breath hitch inside my throat. Our lips move in sync as his hand reaches up to hold the side of my face. His lips then travel down my jaw. This continues until I realize, we're still on the train, and anyone could catch us if we keep going.

I start to pull away, we both look into each other's eyes again, chuckling and sighing as I didn't expect it at all.

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"Here." I smile, handing him a piece of ripped paper. "That's the phone number to call me and this is my address." I smirk at the end. "Holy shit, I'm two miles away." He laughs. "Well that makes it even better." I hug Elliott before saying goodbye.