The sky deep dark shade turned into a vivid lighter blue, the colour of fate-
She thought..
Sillias was deep in thought as to what would be next for her, she hadn't much time to realise it but the most of her questions were still unanswered and the natural order of things would be to let it go and move on... And then maybe things would finally start to make sense.
For now she could just enjoy the moment..
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The fresh sound of stooping feet running through the school as the tournament took their respective places.
"The archery competition is about to start, hurrry..!"Yelled the school administrator with a magical microphone tool-
Sillias and Catalina were crouched to a corner, waiting to change into their special sport attire that was offered to them at last minute by Stella and Derek.
"Aaaaah they're taking in forever what do we do?!"
Catalina was frustrated to death and if look could kills... Then a dozen or twice a couple of people would be gone by now-
As always to the opposite of her,sillias was more composed and kept it down
-"We'll that's life, but seriously you could have gone ahead and change into the girls changing room... I'm fine you know,you should go ahead.. I'll just wait and-"
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-"NO WAY! And living you changing on your own.. Stella would kill me if I even think of. Leaving you alone!! "She retorted with an empatic glaze.
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"Hmm you know what i have an idea!" Claimed sillias as she grabbed her friend left hand and rushed back to the school.
She suddenly remembered a conversation that she heard a while ago...
Some classrooms were gonna be empty and devoid of use and restricted of access.
With a second thought she realised that might just be a perfect chance for her-
So they marched through the schools until they were finally faced with a vacant room.
"It's open! " realised Catalina.
As they entered the room filled with Dusty old school supplies and spider webs their eyes fell onto what looked like a painting.
It represented a veiled grown women under the rain.. All in black-
The feeling they got from the portrait left them with a bitter strange taste.
As Catalina stayed immobile, admiring the shadowy women a little more longer, sillias went on and quickly changed out of her clothes.
"All done! Lets go.. !"yelled sillias before the door suddenly slashed open.
"All good? "
Kayven asked with a concerning look.
"Oh thank Lord-
It's only you! " replied sillias with relief.
-"Only me?How should I take it?"He answered sarcastically feeling even a little offended.
"Well sorry to break it to you like this Mr grumpy..-"teased Sillias as she leaned herself on him.
Since morning,they find an agreement on how to behave with each other..
To some it might looked complicated but for them it all seemed to be the pretty good deal to be between them.
•𝓟𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓱 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓐𝔀𝓴𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼.
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If they trusted each other completely without making things complicated then their collaboration as roommate.. Keeping each other secrets would be and feels more pleasant.
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Catalina jaw dropped to the floor after witnessing their behaviours-
" What is going on here?"she asked suspiciously with a twitching smile that failed to be kept stabilize.
Kayven sensing her confusion flashed a grin on his face.
He stepped back from sillias then walked back to the door.
"Ladies like you two should not be hanging in such dusky and greased places... Seriously this place stink of old expired paint and dead animals-" he paused mid sentences, took a deep breath and exhaled.
"Let me escort you two will ya?"
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"..!?"
Catalina felt like a cat got her tongue.she glanced at sillias and her heartbeat dropped when she saw her.
Instead of being surprised or worried that her secret was out... She was... Smilling.
A smile that felt neither fear nor doubt... Only certainty.
"Whats going on?" Ask Catalin, this time directly looking at sillias.
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"Just this and that..let me explain you all on our way back. "she said while stepping through the door.
.. " lets not make this fine argumentably gentleman wait my dear Catty she added pressing her index onto her glossed peach lips...
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They left the room..And behind them the odor of moisture kept flowing intensely as their silhouette appeared like shadows from the darkness on the walls that had witnessed years of legendful stories...having no idea that a new one might just about to be writting itself at this very moment...How will it all go?