My birthday is tomorrow ... That's almost ... Sad. Eighteen years on this dreadful planet and I have yet to accomplish anything in life.The porcelain-colored hand paused mid-comb. The brush clung to the golden locks as it was slowly pulled away, the hair falling gently back into waves around her neck, her hand dropping to the vanity before her. For a moment, all that Scar could see was the icy-blue of her eyes, chilling to the look but warm if one gazed long enough into them.
Why her? Why had she been chosen to live a damnable life such as her own? No family to call her own, and the only families that she
had ever known had either not wanted her, or shown her only pain and sorrow. Why had God-
Stop that!Scarlett snapped out of her moment of mental thoughts of misery, reminding herself that wondering such things could only bring two results: Sorrow and depression. Both of which, mind you, were not pleasant to experience.
Pasting a smile on her face, she pressed her index fingers into her two dimples.
"Besides, today is a happy one! The freshmen will be arriving any moment, and I am perfectly prepared in my first year of being the Head Girl!"For a split second, her smile wobbled, as doubts clouded her mind.
What if she wasn't good enough? What if she failed as the Head Girl, and on her first day no less? What if the freshmen didn't like her? What if-
"Oh, stop worrying, Scar! One, it will give you wrinkles that you won't be able to get rid of. And two, all those are are a bunch of 'what if's'. Anyone can wonder 'what if', but it's the successful people who wonder, 'why not?', remember?"Her inner argument settled and her doubts quelled for at least the time being, she brushed out her gold and purple uniform. A soft
yip from her bed brought her attention to the puppy sitting upon it. With a beaming smile, she tip-toe ran to him and plucked him up, spinning him around as she fell backwards onto the bed, kicking one foot into the air.
She made a thoughtful, pouty-face at the dog, who gave her an equally-pouty face in return.
"What do you think, Mr. Teddy-Weddy? Should I stop worrying so much?"A fat drop of slobber right on her cheek was her answer as the puppy continued to pant from above, a happy grin on his face.
Letting out a laugh, she placed him back on the bed and used a towel sitting on her bedside dresser to wipe away the slobber.
"Yuck, Teddy! Are you trying to ruin my chances of impressing my new freshmen or what?" she teased, rising from the bed. She crossed the room to the large rabbit cage that sat in it, opening the door to it and removing a small fluff of grey, which much resembled that of Thumper from
Bambi. She nuzzled noses with it as it made little squeaking sounds of chatter.
"Well, obviously Ms. Sylvie has quite a lot to say today! Don't you, Sylvia?" she joked. She kissed the bunny on it's head for a long moment before replacing it in it's cage, tossing in a few rabbit treats and some carrots as she did so. After ensuring that the door was closed and locked, she stuck her finger between the bars and waggled it slightly.
"Now, you behave yourself, understand?"The rabbit looked at her like she was crazy before returning to it's delicious carrots.
Scarlett turned and placed her hands on her hips, looking down at the small puppy as it rolled across the floor.
"You behave yourself too, Teddy. Understand?"Her only response was the dog pausing, perking it's ears up at it's name, and then resuming it's rolling. At one point, he stopped and attempted to stand, but only succeeded in stumbling and toppling over his head in the process. Letting out a laugh, Scarlet checked his food and water bowls, tossed a few treats on the floor, and grabbed her backpack, slinging it over her shoulder in the same movement.
"I'll come by during lunch to check on you guys. Right now, I need to go and make sure that old arse weed is out of bed," she giggled, knowing that if Andrei heard that, he wouldn't understand what she had said, but would still understand that it was an insult - and a mighty one at that!
Locking her door behind her, she slipped the necklace that held her key back around her neck, freed her hair from the chain that held it, and started down the hall. She called gentle greetings to those who crossed her path, nodding her head and letting out a cheery 'Top of the mornin' to ya', laddie!' or 'Top of the mornin' to ya', lassie!'. Needless to say, she was nearly breathless by the time she neared Mutige House, having worn herself out of good mornings.
Slipping inside, she smiled at a couple of Sophomores lounging in the entrance to the House, who waved in reply. Scarlett easily made her way up the stairs to the floors that actually held the rooms, and after winding her way through the stairs and passing by several closed - and open - doors, she had seen enough of the male body to satisfy her for a life-time.
Stopping before Andrei's door, she lightly rapped on the wood just below the number bestowed upon it, avoiding the parts of the door that he had decorated himself, and stepped back to wait.
It was no surprise that after about a minute of standing there, there was no response.
Heaving a sigh, Scarlett reached between her breasts and removed a key from the same necklace that held hers. Not bothering to remove the entire chain from her neck, she instead leaned over, placed the key in the lock, and promptly threw open the door.
"Rise and shine, ye plonker!" she practically sang, moving over to the only window in the room and throwing open his curtains. Light instantly showered the messy establishment he called his living quarter's, but without allowing that to dampen her mood, she lithely navigated the travesty he called a room until she was beside his bed.
Leaning over him, she grabbed the edge of his comforter and yanked it clear off of his half-naked body, tossing the blanket to the ground.
"Time to get up, Andrei! If you don't, you'll be late for greeting the new students! And you know how the Headmaster will react if you're late for greeting the new students," she warned, winking down at him.
She paused, however, and took a moment to truly study his body. Of course she had seen it before, seeing as they had been friends for around four years now - trips to the beach often showed more body to people. Plus, she had been waking him up almost every school day since their freshman year. Yes, he had always been this lazy.
But still, the body that laid before her was definitely a delicious one, and for the time-being she allowed herself to get an eyeful.
He was definitely something that she wouldn't mind having on a silver platter as dessert.
Musing over this, she leaned down to poke his side, using her free hand to brush back a stray lock of her and tuck it behind her ear as she did so.
"Honestly, Andrei; why a grown man can't even get himself out of bed is beyond me. You can just be so lazy at times ..." She heaved a sigh.