Jane Doe (mesrevesdecafe) wrote in weddedto_sonora, @ 2013-10-09 22:24:00 |
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An interesting summer
Ava had been looking forward to returning to Sonora all summer. She felt a little bit bad as though she wasn't appreciating her time with her grandfather properly, but then again it was to be expected. Sonora was an adventure with all sorts of things to do! At home all she had was her grandfather and his friends, Seal, and her mother (when she decided to come home). At Sonora she had friends and magic and interesting subjects to learn about. It also gave her and her mother another topic to discuss and made her feel that much closer with the elusive Charlotte. The time she was gone, she missed Dimitri the most as he was the only person at Sonora that she had really bonded with. She often wondered how his summer was going and what it would be like when the returned to school- would he want to be her friend still or would he have moved on, perhaps getting closer with the other boys in his year over the holidays. Her grandfather had told her that she was being silly and making up stories in her head but Ava knew that she would never know if Dimitri still wanted to be her friend until she got back to school. This was part of the reason she couldn't wait to get back. The other part was that she was anxious to start learning again and continue on her path to become a world-class Healer like her mother.
Relations with her mother had been slightly strained, Ava had noticed. Somewhere along the year she had been away at Sonora she had grown up a little bit and realized that it was not normal for one's mother to be away three quarters of the year with barely even a letter sent home. Ava was starting to aspire to be less and less like her mother- in personality. Every part of her still begged to be a Healer, begged to learn all the tricks on how to fix and help people like her mother did. This desire, though Ava didn't realize it, was largely in part because she so desired for her mother to fully appreciate her and perhaps, just perhaps if Ava took up Healing as a profession, Charlotte might actually realize her worth. And so, like a good little Aladren, Ava spent her summer searching for books and making use of the floo that had been installed into their living room fire place for the sole purpose of her being able to venture to the Wizarding World and buy books- her grandfather had dispensed some of the money that he had saved up in order to surprise her with floo when she came back. She went through probably two books a day, cover to cover, taking notes in notebooks that soon littered her desk, floor, and bookshelves, just absolute pages and pages of all sorts of things that she thought were interesting or might be useful to her later on while pursuing her chosen career path. It had gotten to the point that her grandfather had sent the nuisance Demetre up to her room to play a prank on her just so that she would come down from the hidey-hole that she had tucked herself away into.
As Ava packed her trunk, she shook her head at the memory. Demetre had grown over the year she'd been gone. He'd gotten taller and his voice had started to drop which meant that it always cracked at odd points. She didn't know what it was, but there was something about him this summer that made her want to hang out with him and talk with him. These weird feelings towards her once sworn enemy made Ava stop and think for a minute and decide that Demetre was probably secretly a wizard and was casting secret love spells on her to humiliate her in front of their grandfathers and their friends. That thought made her blood boil and she decided then and there that if Demetre was going to make her fall for him, she would make him fall for her. So, whenever he came around she always dressed better, brushed out and neatly braided her hair, and tidied her room. She even took him out on the sail boat without her grandfather asking her to and didn't push him in. Granted, he ended up pushing her in and so she grabbed his arm and pulled him in after her but since she didn't start it, well...
Growing up was what their grandfathers had called it when the two of them had come back from the boat ride drenched but smiling from ear to ear and without insults with mean intents to spew at each other. In fact, when it came time for Demetre to leave for his home with his parents, Ava found herself kind of sad and almost offering him to write letters back and forth. The only thing that held her back was the fact that their grandparents and his parents had been standing there when they were forced into their annual hug good-bye but she did take some condolence in that this time he did not squeeze her in an attempt to squash her lungs 'till they burst and she died.
The night before she left as she was lying in bed, she thought about the summer and the good times she'd had with Demetre and wondered what it all had meant. Certainly she'd have to get those thoughts out of her head before she headed back to school and ran into the Sonora Dimitri, the one she had met in class that fateful pop quiz day. While she and that Dimitri had gotten off to a better start, she couldn't help but feel guilty as she thought of the unfinished sketch in the bottom of her trunk that she had made for him of her grandfather's cottage and the beach. She had started it at the beginning of the summer with the intention of working on it every day until she had perfected it, just as a small token to show him how much she appreciate his friendship but soon her time had started to become occupied with Demetre, George's grandson, instead. She rolled over in bed, trying to fall asleep and push thought of Demetre her old for out of her head and thoughts of Dimitri her best (well, only) friend in.