Week Seven: Thursday Who: Kissy and Davia Where: Library When: some magical time called AFTER CLASSES What: Davia learns something about the predator becoming the prey when Kissy needs a victim friendly person to stave off boredom.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The Faerie Princess and The Quiet Huntress *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
School was absolute, unabashed torture. Kissy was determined enough to tell herself she was determined enough to study and pass all her classes. It wasn't impossible, just painful. Thankfully, she wasn't as dumb as she acted, it just made it a lot easier when she didn't try to do well when people didn't expect her to do well.
But her mother and father promised she could take a lighter load and what she wanted the next semester if she passed all her classes. As time went on they were lightening up, probably because they saw that she had gone and, despite some crying fits of homesickness, was going to stick around. Her mother wasn't even crying until they hung up when she called now!
Although they were planning on coming to visit and she didn't know how that was going to go. Her room was a mess and literally did not have space to put everything. Ugh! Now she was thinking about cleaning while she was supposed to be studying. She peeked over her shoulder to see what the girl behind her was doing. Had to be easier than what she was. And maybe she could finally explain to her what a 'mole' was. This was chemistry, not animology or, like, something!
"Hey! Do you know anything about science?" Kissy asked, pushing her chair back and leaning in it until the wood back touched the edge of the table. She looked straight into her eyes and smiled, giving her scent a good uptake. You couldn't hate a girl that smelled this good! "Ooo, cute doodles. Is that Brad Pitt?" A distraction! Thank you faerie gods for blessing your daughter!