Into the World of Twisted Wonderland

🦁The Usurper from the Wild🦁 Chapter 11

Once the six arrived in the Mirror Chamber, they looked for their first target in their first destination: Pomefiore Dorm. They head for the Pomefiore mirror, a mirror that was decorated with a peacock around the edges. The six step through, eventually ending up in a gigantic yard in front of a white and purple modern castle. Angel could only look at the castle in awe before the guys told her to hurry up, in which she only scrambled to follow them. They all avoided the students of Pomefiore, who just arrived at the dorm from classes, looking to unwind and relax, and hid among the corners of the dorm, walking to make sure the case is clear in order to avoid any suspicion. They all stopped at the room they were looking for, hiding behind a statue while they look into the lounge. The lounge was decorated beautifully with chandeliers on the ceiling, purple and gold lined couches and chairs around the longue, gold tables, and flowers in vases showing off their assortment of colors. In one of the walls was a chair shaped like a throne, with a peacock on the top of the chair, showing off its gold, white, and green feathers, surrounded with red curtains pulled back. Angel could on admire the lounge in awe while the boys only look at her, distracted by the childlike wonder in her eyes.

"Let's start here, at Pomefiore," Cater says as he brings Angel out of her daze. "There's a junior named Rook Hunt who's caught my eye. He has a blond bob cut and a fedora- you can't miss him."

"Rook is an exceptional player. He performed extremely well in last year's tournament," Riddle adds. "But he is a bit of an...odd duck, one might say."

"What do you mean?" Angel asks him.

"You'll know when you see him," Riddle only says to her with a sigh.

"Oh, is that him sitting over there?" Deuce says as he points to three people on a couch in the lounge, drinking what seems to be tea. Angel remembers one of them is a shaggy purple haired boy she walked into a few weeks ago. She also noticed that one of them have a brown hat with a feather sticking out, features fitting Cater's description, making her try to remember where she has seen it before. The other boy, she hasn't seen, mainly distracted by how beautiful he is. He has medium length blond hair that stopped at his neck, with two braids tied to the back of his head, with purple highlights near his ends. From what she could see, he had light purple eyes, lighter than hers with black eyeliner bringing out his eyes. He was looking into a mirror, trying to look for something on his face with his gloved hands.

"Whoa. That dude's, like, a glitter bomb in human form. He's basically sparkling," Ace says as he whispers to the group.

"Non, Epel, non," Rook says with his deep voice towards the shaggy haired boy. "When you lift your teacup, do not insert your finger through the handle. It is most inelegant." He tries to show Epel the correct etiquette with his gloved hands.

"Oh...Right. I'm sorry," Epel says, trying to fix his hand on the teacup.

The blond haired boy sighs. "I just cannot decided how I want to do my makeup on tournament day!" He says as he looks in the mirror in his hand. "I'm thinking maybe that new foundation from Felicity Cosmetics?"

"Oh ho ho!" Rook chuckles. "Mon belle Vil, the Roi du Poison... Surely your beauté is not so faint that you need makeup to shine?"

"Of course I don't. But I don't dare miss an opportunity to accentuate it further!" Vil says with a glare towards Rook.

"I admire that passion. Magnifique! Trés magnifique!"

Grim could only deadpan at the conversation. "Uhhhh...And you're sayin' this guy is some kinda incredible athlete? Somehow, I doubt he's gonna be the target."

"Yeaaah, maybe we should peace out and move on," Cater says as everyone starts to leave. Angel looks around for a moment, locking eyes with the boy named Epel as he looks up from his teacup, his eyes widen as he looks at the girl staring at him. He puts his glances on Rook and Vil in front of him, who are absorbed in the conversation with each other, and he looks back to Angel, giving her a signal to hurry and get out of here before she's caught. She understood his intentions and only smiled at him in thanks as she tries to catch up with the group, him seeing her hair fluttering in the wind as she heads out. He blushes, which did not escape the glances of the two upperclassmen in front of him.