Wednesday's Pov:
I'm sitting in the car staring out the window as I have to unfortunately listen to my parents never ending flirting and making out. How I hate this ride. Its been 2 hours since we left and for the whole time, all I can hear is them being all disgustingly lovey and annoying.
"Why on earth do I even have to go to this wretched school mother?" I say in my usual monotone voice.
"I think it'll be good for you, my little storm cloud. This school has people just like you, I even went here when I was about your age! You might even make some new friends.." Morticia replied joyfully.
I stayed quiet. I didn't want to argue with my mother but I knew that knowing my mother, the headmaster would expect me to be just as good. I couldn't live up to that expectation nor did I want to. After a little while, we finally pulled up infront of the school. As I stepped out of the car, Lurch took my suitcase and bag to bring up to my dorm. My mother and father stared at me while my little brother hugged me telling me how much he'll miss me. I won't miss anyone from my family. See, missing people shows emotions and emotions is equivalent to weakness and an Addam is never weak.
The headteacher came out and introduced herself.
"Hello! My name is ms. Weems, I'm the headteacher here at Nevermore and...."
Ms. Weems trailed off, talking about the schools history and all the students here.
"Mother. May I go up to my dorm to unpack so you and the family can finally leave?" I say, interrupting ms. Weems. As if I cared whether I interrupted her or not.
"Yes my little storm cloud. I'm sure ms. Weems has spmeone who could take you to your dorm and help you settle in. Perhaps your roommate?" My mother said with a grin.
As she said that, ms. Weems smiled and nodded stepping aside as a bright colourful girl skipped towards us. She stuck out her hand excitedly smiling from ear to ear. "Hi I'm Enid Sinclair. I'll be your roomie for the next few years unless you ask to change it I suppose!" She said happily.
I hated her already. Her voice and bright clothes and everything about her made me want to vomit. And not in the good way. I refused the handshake and her smile faded the smallest amount. She tried to ignore the interaction and instead took me to the dorm. I unpacked once we got there and took out my beloved type writer. Before I start to work on my novel, I look over to Enid whos glued to her electronic device. Phone, I think she called it. Her occasional giggles were going to drive me insane for sure. Although she's annoying, I do admit she looks quite beautiful with her partially dyed hair framing her face wonderfully. What. Wednesday you can't be thinking this. You cannot be into girls. And with that, I sat down and started typing quickly with my type writer.
Enid's Pov:
I could feel Wednesday staring at me, and I could see her in the corner of my eye. I was supposed to give her a tour today but she seemed unamused and just wanted to go to the dorm. I can admit she hurt my feelings today, not shaking my hand and in general being quite rude to me so far. I'm not that annoying am I?
My thoughts were cut off by the sound of clicking. I look over and see Wednesday on a type writer. I groan as I realise this isn't going to end for a while and might be a weekly or daily thing she does.
"Do you have to use that thing? It's so loud" I say, already being driven insane by the constant noise.
"Yes. And this is a daily activity for me that lasts about an hour so get used to it Sinclair." She says in a monotone voice.
I blushed slightly at the fact she used my last name instead of Enid. I don't know why I did but I did. I quickly stuffed my face into my pillow to one, hide the fact I'm blushing because of my hot new- no Enid. You've just met her. Dont catch feelings she might not be into girls. And two, i stuffed my face in my pillow to block the noise out. I hated that thing already. I plugged my headphones into my phone and listened to some music and eventually drifted to sleep.
Wednesday's Pov:
After writing for about 45 minutes, I hear a gentle snore. I glance at Enid, asleep on her bed in probably one of the most uncomfortable positions known to man. I stand up and walk over to her, looking down while Enid snores again and turns a little. She's leaned up against the headboard with her head falling onto her shoulder. I try shuffle the girl down but she wakes up and ear pop out of her head aswell as sharp claws coming out on her hands scratching me and she grabs my wrist. I wince abit at the pain but to be honest, I enjoyed it.
"What're you doing on my side of the room? I thought you said you wouldn't touch my 'unicorn vomit' side." Enid asks me sleepily
"You looked uncomfortable and was snoring so I was trying to shuffle you down so you would'nt wake up with a sore neck." I respond dryly.
"Oh.." she mutters as I start to walk away. "Already a soft spot for me? Addams."
I immediately freeze in my place, turn and whip out my knife from my waist band.
"Excuse me? Say that again and I'll cut off your ears and tail, wolf." I say coldly, pressing the knife up to the she-wolfs neck.
Enid visibly gulped. She opened her mouth but then shut it again turning over carefully. I walk to my desk, pleased with the outcome of the short conversation. I get back to typing and by the time I'm finished, Enids asleep and its about 9 pm. Apparently tomorrow I'm getting a tour of the school and started lessons on Monday, which is two days away. I'd say this has been a pretty productive day.
I lay on my bed after changing into my pajamas and slowly drift to sleep, ofcourse in a position dead people usually lay in coffins.
A/N
Hey guys its my first time writing a story on here but I hope you guys enjoy it so far, already working on a new chapter but comment any ideas and I can probably use them if you want !! Tell me what you think so far :3
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♡ WENCLAIR ♡ {how it all started}
Hayran KurguWednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair are roommates at Nevermore. Enid falls for Wednesday first but Wednesday falls even harder for the bright werewolf. CONTAINS: angst probably fluff smut
