Lunette ended up sitting against a tree by the lake, her sobs echoing in the stillness of the early evening. She wrapped her arms around her knees, feeling the weight of her anxiety and panic pressing down on her chest. It was fight or flight, and she had chosen to flee, but now she was lost, unsure of what to do next.
She fumbled for her phone, tears blurring her vision. With shaky hands, she scrolled through her contacts, stopping at the first number she saw: Wednesday. She hesitated for a moment, knowing how nonchalant and detached Wednesday could be. But she needed someone—anyone—to talk to. She pressed the call button and waited, the phone ringing loudly in her ear.
After a few rings, Wednesday's voice came through, as calm and indifferent as ever. "What do you want, Lunette?"
Lunette's breath hitched as she tried to speak, her voice breaking. "Wednesday... I didn't know who else to call."
There was a brief silence on the other end before Wednesday spoke again, her tone unchanged. "Where are you?"
"By the lake," Lunette managed to say between sobs. "I... I just ran. I couldn't stay there."
"I'm on my way," Wednesday replied, the line going dead immediately after.
Lunette clutched her phone to her chest, trying to steady her breathing. She wiped away her tears, though more continued to fall. The minutes felt like hours as she waited, her thoughts racing and her heart pounding.
It wasn't long before she saw a familiar figure approaching from the direction of Nevermore. Wednesday walked with purpose, her expression as stoic as always. When she reached Lunette, she looked down at her with a mixture of curiosity and mild irritation.
"You look like a mess," Wednesday stated, crossing her arms.
"I know," Lunette replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just... I didn't know what to do. Everything is so overwhelming."
Wednesday sighed, sitting down next to Lunette, though keeping a slight distance. "You can't keep running away, Lunette. It won't solve anything."
"I know," Lunette repeated, fresh tears spilling over. "But I don't know how to face it all."
"Then start by facing one thing at a time," Wednesday said bluntly. "And don't be afraid to ask for help, even if it's from someone like me."
'' I had to learn to stop running; at first, you have to face it for it to leave you alone.'' Wednesday scooted a bit closer towards Lunette.
Lunette nodded, her sobs gradually subsiding as she took in Wednesday's words. "Thank you for coming," she said softly.
Wednesday shrugged. "It's not like I had anything better to do."
Despite Wednesday's dreary tone, Lunette felt a little relief. She was not alone, and that was enough for the time being.
Lunette and Wednesday sat by the lake, the silence between them lasting as the sun began to set, creating a warm, golden glow on the water. The only sounds accompanying their thoughts were the soft lapping of the waves and the occasional rustle of leaves. Despite her inner turmoil, Lunette felt an unusual sense of peace of mind.
As the sky shifted from orange to pink, Lunette took a deep breath and stood up. "We have to go. Come on," she said, her voice steadying.
Wednesday rose as well, dusting off her clothes. "Fine. But next time, try not to cause such a scene."
Lunette managed a small, grateful smile. "I'll try."
They proceeded back towards Nevermore, the route now lit by the faint glow of twilight. The air was cooler, and Lunette felt a shiver run down her spine, but she couldn't tell if it was due to the drop in temperature or leftover anxiety.
"Why did you run?" Wednesday asked, her tone casual but with a hint of genuine curiosity.
Lunette grumbled and wrapped her arms around herself. "The therapist wanted to discuss why I had been banished from my coven. I just... couldn't take it. "I panicked."
"Running doesn't solve anything," Wednesday stated matter-of-factly.
"I know," Lunette replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "But sometimes, that's all I can do."
Wednesday glanced at her, her expression unreadable. "Talk to me before you run. It might not change anything."
Lunette nodded, feeling a surge of gratitude. "Thanks, Wednesday."
Wednesday said, her tone as nonchalant as ever. "Let's just get back before Principal Weems sends out a search party."
They continued their walk in silence, the last rays of sunlight fading as night began to settle in. Despite the uncertainty of what lay ahead, Lunette felt a small glimmer of hope. With friends like Wednesday, maybe she could find the strength to face her fears and begin to heal.
"Omg, where were you guys? I come from class, and none of you are here. I swear," Enid exclaimed, clearly stressed out.
"Chill, I went to therapy and then ran away," Lunette replied, shrugging.
"What about you, Wednesday? I am stressed," Enid asked, looking frazzled.
"Coffee," Wednesday stated flatly. Clearly lying, but Enid couldn't tell.
Enid sighed, rubbing the top of her nose. "Well, Lunette, don't be ashamed. Wednesday did that too."
Lunette glanced at Wednesday, not surprised that much. "Really ?"
Wednesday gave a shrug. "Once or twice," she replied as she returned to her typing machine.
"Who would have thought?" Lunette asked.
"I'll murder you," Wednesday shot back.
Enid said, "Wednesday, calm," in an attempt to calm down the situation.
"Anyway, since that's cleared up, who did their math homework?" Changing the subject, Enid asked.
"Not at all. Lunette added, "I'm just going to tell him that it fell in the water and a fish ate it," as she entered the restroom.
"Wednesday," Enid exclaimed in a lovely voice.
"No," Wednesday firmly answered.
"Go on, I'm sure you're passing all your classes. Please, I'm failing so badly at the moment. This will help me to pass," begged Enid.
"Instead of wasting time on the social media stalking Ajax, you might spend that time reading books and doing homework," Wednesday pointed out.
"Hey, you know I'm slow, plus stalking him is turning me into a pretty good detective, so please," Enid pleaded.
"Sinclair, this better be your last time," Wednesday said sternly.
"I promise," Enid assured her.
"Bed," Wednesday ordered.
"Lord Jesus Christ, thank youuu," Enid exclaimed, relieved.
"Hey, Lunette, are you coming to class tomorrow? You haven't been to class in a week," Enid asked.
"Yeah, I know. I can't miss too many days, or I'll get kicked out or end up in detention. I don't really care," Lunette replied while leaning on the bathroom wall brushing her teeth.
"Well, you should care, or else you'll miss the Poe Cup," Enid said excitedly.
"What the hell is a Poe Cup?" Lunette asked.
"It's a contest with four teams. The goal is to make it to the other side, grab your pole, and make it back. Bianca wins every year. There are no rules except one: don't kill anyone," Enid explained.
"Oh, " Lunette said, showing a hint of interest. "I'll probably check it out tomorrow."
"Great!" Enid beamed. "You won't regret it."
'' i guess''Lunette ended up sitting against a tree by the lake, her sobs echoing in the stillness of the early evening. She wrapped her arms around her knees, feeling the weight of her anxiety and panic pressing down on her chest. It was fight or flight, and she had chosen to flee, but now she was lost, unsure of what to do next.
She fumbled for her phone, tears blurring her vision. With shaky hands, she scrolled through her contacts, stopping at the first number she saw: Wednesday. She hesitated for a moment, knowing how nonchalant and detached Wednesday could be. But she needed someone—anyone—to talk to. She pressed the call button and waited, the phone ringing loudly in her ear.
After a few rings, Wednesday's voice came through, as calm and indifferent as ever. "What do you want, Lunette?"
Lunette's breath hitched as she tried to speak, her voice breaking. "Wednesday... I didn't know who else to call."
There was a brief silence on the other end before Wednesday spoke again, her tone unchanged. "Where are you?"
"By the lake," Lunette managed to say between sobs. "I... I just ran. I couldn't stay there."
" I'm on my way," Wednesday replied, the line going dead immediately after.
Lunette clutched her phone to her chest, trying to steady her breathing. She wiped away her tears, though more continued to fall. The minutes felt like hours as she waited, her thoughts racing and her heart pounding.
It wasn't long before she saw a familiar figure approaching from the direction of Nevermore. Wednesday walked with purpose, her expression as stoic as always. When she reached Lunette, she looked down at her with a mixture of curiosity and mild irritation.
"You look like a mess," Wednesday stated, crossing her arms.
"I know," Lunette replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just... I didn't know what to do. Everything is so overwhelming."
Wednesday sighed, sitting down next to Lunette, though keeping a slight distance. "You can't keep running away, Lunette. It won't solve anything."
"I know," Lunette repeated, fresh tears spilling over. "But I don't know how to face it all."
"Then start by facing one thing at a time," Wednesday said bluntly. "And don't be afraid to ask for help, even if it's from someone like me."
'' I had to learn to stop running; at first, you have to face it for it to leave you alone'' Wednesday scooted a bit closer towards Lunette
Lunette nodded, her sobs gradually subsiding as she took in Wednesday's words. "Thank you for coming," she said softly.
Wednesday shrugged. "It's not like I had anything better to do."
Despite Wednesday's dreary tone, Lunette felt a little relief. She was not alone, and that was enough for the time being.
Lunette and Wednesday sat by the lake, the silence between them lasting as the sun began to set, creating a warm, golden glow on the water. The only sounds accompanying their thoughts were the soft lapping of the waves and the occasional rustle of leaves. Despite her inner turmoil, Lunette felt an unusual sense of peace of mind.
As the sky shifted from orange to pink, Lunette took a deep breath and stood up. "We have to go. Come on," she said, her voice steadying.
Wednesday rose as well, dusting off her clothes. "Fine. But next time, try not to cause such a scene."
Lunette managed a small, grateful smile. "I'll try."
They proceeded back towards Nevermore, the route now lit by the faint glow of twilight. The air was cooler, and Lunette felt a shiver run down her spine, but she couldn't tell if it was due to the drop in temperature or leftover anxiety.
"Why did you run?" Wednesday asked, her tone casual but with a hint of genuine curiosity.
Lunette grumbled and wrapped her arms around herself. "The therapist wanted to discuss why I had been banished from my coven. I just... couldn't take it. "I panicked."
"Running doesn't solve anything," Wednesday stated matter-of-fact.
"I know," Lunette replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "But sometimes, that's all I can do."
Wednesday glanced at her, her expression unreadable. ", talk to me before you run. It might not change anything,."
Lunette nodded, feeling a surge of gratitude. "Thanks, Wednesday."
Wednesday said, her tone as nonchalant as ever. "Let's just get back before Principal Weems sends out a search party."
They continued their walk in silence, the last rays of sunlight fading as night began to settle in. Despite the uncertainty of what lay ahead, Lunette felt a small glimmer of hope. With friends like Wednesday, maybe she could find the strength to face her fears and begin to heal.
"Omg, where were you guys? I come from class, and none of you are here. I swear," Enid exclaimed, clearly stressed out.
"Chill, I went to therapy and then ran away," Lunette replied, shrugging.
"What about you, Wednesday? I am stressed," Enid asked, looking frazzled.
"Coffee," Wednesday stated flatly. Clearly lying but enid couldn't tell
Enid sighed, rubbing the top of her nose . "Well, Lunette, don't be ashamed. Wednesday did that too."
Lunette glanced at Wednesday, not surprised that much. "Really ?"
Wednesday gave a shrug. "Once or twice," she replied as she returned to her typing machine.
"Who would have thought?" Lunette asked.
"I'll murder you," Wednesday shot back.
Enid said, "Wednesday, calm," in an attempt to calm down the situation.
"Anyway, since that's cleared up, who did their math homework?" Changing the subject, Enid asked.
"Not at all. Lunette added, "I'm just going to tell him that it fell in the water and a fish ate it," as she entered the restroom.
"Wednesday," Enid exclaimed in a lovely voice.
"No," Wednesday firmly answered.
"Go on, I'm sure you're passing all your classes . Please, I'm failing so badly at the moment. This will help me to pass," begged Enid.
"Instead of wasting time on the social media stalking Ajax, you might spend that time reading books and doing homework '' wednesday pointed out
"Hey, you know I'm slow, plus stalking him is turning me into a pretty good detective, so please," Enid pleaded.
"Sinclair, this better be your last time," Wednesday said sternly.
"I promise," Enid assured her.
"Bed," Wednesday ordered.
"Lord Jesus Christ, thank youuu," Enid exclaimed, relieved.
"Hey, Lunette, are you coming to class tomorrow? You haven't been to class in a week," Enid asked.
"Yeah, I know. I can't miss too many days or I'll get kicked out or end up in detention. I don't really care," Lunette replied while leaning on the bathroom wall brushing her teeth
"Well, you should care, or else you'll miss the Poe Cup," Enid said excitedly.
"What the hell is a Poe Cup?" Lunette asked.
"It's a contest with four teams. The goal is to make it to the other side, grab your pole, and make it back. Bianca wins every year. There are no rules except one: don't kill anyone," Enid explained.
"Oh, " Lunette said, showing a hint of interest. "I'll probably check it out tomorrow."
"Great!" Enid beamed. "You won't regret it."
''I guess.''