🎶It's too cliché, I won't say I'm in love.🎶
Petra's POV
"Petra!" Tay shouted in my ear. I swatted her away with my hand. She flew to my other ear. "Petra! Wake up!" "5 more minutes." I mumbled. "Petra! We have the assembly in 10 minutes!"The assembly! I shot out of bed and shook Foxglove. "Foxglove, wake up! We got to go!" As I ran to our dresser, Foxglove rolled off the bed in surprise. "Petra, what's wrong?" She said. I kept digging through my dresser for something nice to wear. "Remember that alarm you said you were going to set?" I said. Foxglove gasped. "Move!" She said and started digging through the dresser with me.
"Move over!" I shouted. "You move!" Foxglove said. I sighed and floated above her so I could look through the top drawer while she looked through the bottom one.
Tay (who was probably up hours before us) was in her dress already. "How do I look?" She asked.
"Great." Foxglove and I said in unison, though we didn't look up from what she was doing. Tay rolled her eyes and sat on her bed to wait for us.
Foxglove and I raced for the bathroom to change, I won. Foxglove was banging on the door the whole time telling me to hurry up. I got dressed and, just to piss her off, did my makeup before leaving. She pushed past me and slammed the door.
I went to the mirror to check my outfit.
I pulled back my red hair and put my heels on. Foxglove didn't take as long as I did getting dressed.
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Out of Your League
FanfictionBook 1 of the Out Of Your League series The girl sat at the lunch table with her hair covering her eyes and her feet on the table. Occasionally the boys or the fairy sitting near her would talk to her and she'd answer. Of course he couldn't hear wha...