Chapter Three

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We enter the room to see a colorful window and just color everywhere else. Mother gasps at the sight, "it's so... vivid." Father says.

"Howdy, roomies." Our new roommate says, I don't know why but I already like her. "Monday, Wednesday, this is Enid Sinclair" Principal Weems says.

"Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale." Enid asks Wednesday and I try not to laugh. Wednesday had a mortified look on her face.

"Wednesday always looks half-dead." Father says, "oh." Enid says lowly "welcome to Ophelia hall." Enid says to us as she goes to hug us.

Wednesday steps back but I don't I wouldn't mind a hug. That's where me and Wednesday differ, I don't mind showing emotions or affection, but Wednesday on the other hand.

Enid doesn't hug me though, "not a hugger. Got it." Enid says. "Please excuse Wednesday, she's allergic to color." Mother says.

"Oh, wow. What happens to you?" Enid asks and I hold back a laugh. "I break out into hives and then the flesh peels off my bones" Wednesday says and I look at her and give her a 'really' look.

"Luckily, we've special ordered you girls a uniform." Principal Weems says with a chuckle.

"Enid, please take the girls to the registrars office to pick them up along with their schedules, and give her a tour along the way." Principal Weems says, and Enid gets wicked excited.

Me and Wednesday walk out the room while Enid skips out.

Wednesday's Monsters (DISCONTINUED)Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora