The whole friday had everyone excited about- illegally purchasing fireworks... BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER! Eda had bought a whole shit tone of them in the boiling isles and she wanted to take us to the beach in the larger neighboring city- where I currently am, to light them off and have a bit of a fireworks show. Mom had called the police department to ask permission, and since the area didn't have any immediate fire warning- no shit it's water for miles- we got green. Jumping up onto amity's back after practice she grabs my legs to hold me up, burying my face in her neck I mumble utter gibberish except-
"Yaaaayyy...hehe- frIdAYyy"
She chuckles lovingly but then asks worried
"Are you drunk??"
Snorting suddenly I raise my head and hug her neck slightly, my eyes pressing closed to the pressure my head is tormenting me with, I reply surprised and jokingly
"No..?? At least I believe I haven't had any champagne lately, just drunk on boredom "
Kissing her neck she ever so suddenly realizes I don't mean real champagne, stepping into the common room she heads upstairs and into my dorm room. Slipping off her back onto the bed I cover my head with my pillow,
"You look like you have a migraine hun.. is that why you weren't moving much?"
Nodding slightly the lights in the room turn off, the only light being from the slight cracks in the closed blinds. Giving a little peep when she hugs me close I loosen my grip on the pillow and close my eyes in comfort
"We have a few hours.. get some sleep and rest your head"
Placing my hand on hers I roll over carefully to face her, burying my face in her neck I hug her closer. Whining almost inaudibly I rub my face into her collarbone and hope to god the pain ceases, resting her hand on the back of my neck her fingers trap locks of short hair between them. Drifting into a somewhat peaceful sleep I smile. Behind my closed eyelids small fragments of memories float in small glowing orbs, just waiting to be seen again, until one forms into full clarity without my permission to.
Laying flat onto amity's bed as she read outloud the third book of the good witch azura series, I turn my attention to the drawing pad under my hand. Drawing tiny almost invisible love poems I sigh, amity looks over my shoulder causing me to draw a circle to start a head to make it seem like I'm just doodling, pushing the drawing pad to the pillows I flip over to my back and take a lock of her cotton candy pink hair into my fingers, her face covers in a heavy blush.
"L-luz, what are you doing??"
Blanking out my hand still twisting the lock in between my fingers, I see the ceiling start fading into one singular blob of white, not the annoying popcorn texture- as my eyes unfocus more and more.
"Luz..??"
Snapping back into reality I take my hand swiftly away, looking at her with a tired expression she looks at her clock
" you should spend the night here.. it's midnight"
I chuckle lightly and smile
"Do you think your heart can handle that amity?"
She laughs quietly and leans down, her lips so startlingly close to mine my heart goes just a little bit wild. After three skipped heartbeats she asks
"Depends.. do you think yours can?"
Shaking my head no I grab a new lock of hair and murmur
"Maybe not.. but I can manage.."
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The Private Academy: Lumity story
Random(Story meant for 16+ audiences) Description first part You can skip it but I highly suggest you read it It has alot of important information
