Week 23: Saturday
When: Saturday night
What: Cissy just has to see him!!!
So she had talked to Xander and he was going to go. Her papa insisted that she spend this break in Iceland, a thought that was incredibly unbearable. She couldn't be alone with her mother. End of story. She loved her, yes, because she was her mother, but she hated her in all honesty. Maybe that as a harsh word, but she definitely didn't like her. And it was certainly not a pleasant prospect to spend too much time with her alone. So she had concocted an idea. The problem was, when she talked to administration, they had nearly ruined her plans. She couldn't take Simon home with her because he was a minor and required parental consent. Well she wasn't going to get that so what other choice did she have?
She had enticed Xander with the promise of beautiful slopes and even more beautiful girls. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He hadn't really known about most of that before he volunteered to go and that was basically just icing on the cake. He really was a good friend. Well, when it worked for him. He hadn't rescued her the last time around but he was certainly taking care of that this time. It was all a matter of when it worked for him but.. wasn't it the same for her? She wouldn't have even invited him if it hadn't been because she needed him there. They were both a little one sided now and then. But at least they understood that about one another.
Now she just had to tell Simon and hope that he trusted her as much as she hoped he trusted her.
Clad in a pair of plaid pajama pants and a white tank top, her hair in pigtails, Cissy stealthily stole her way from the girl's dorm in the house of fire into the boy's dorm, more specifically, Simon's room, tapping lightly on his door to warn him before she turned the knob and slipped inside. "Hi." She offered, a bright smile gracing her lips. "Surprise!" He hadn't been expecting her. Though, with Cissy, he was probably used to expecting the unexpected. "Miss me?"