" OW!" Clarity hollered. Her left leg lay limply it's side, aching whenever she tried to stand up.
Most people ( Like Alice) would have expected to fall, deep down that rabbit hole, but not Clarity. She just broke her ankle. Surprise! She rubbed the broken ankle tenderly, soothing the pain only momentarily.
" Bloody Hell Clar!" Clark exclaimed, jumping to his feet and helping Clarity up slowly, Clarity winced a bit, but stood up anyway. IF her father taught her anything, it's that pain is only in the mind. Clarity wrapped one arm around Clark's shoulders and and limped back inside through the white back garden doors.
" Blimey! What happened love?" Aunt Gabrielle said as soon as she set eyes on her nice. She, as well as Portia Rowena and ( Shudder) Brielle.
" I tripped on a rabbit hole." Clarity said sheepishly, Rowena scoffed and Brielle bit down on her knuckle. Aunt Gabrielle shook her head disapprovingly.
" Well, come along now love. That ankle isn't gonna mend it self!" Gabrielle said, going into full mother-hood-mode. Gabrielle's daughter Louisa had gone off to Sweden to study, and Gabrielle needed a substitute. Clarity limped alongside Gabrielle into the "ward" ( Otherwise known as the bathroom) to help put on a plaster.
Ginnie's POV
Why, oh WHY was he such a GIT!?
Makes me want to tear my hair hair out! Ginnie thought violently. Clark had already went downstairs to have breakfast and (UCK) SNOG Brielle. Ginnie got up off of the flower printed bedspread and moved towards the mirror. Her eyes were watery and red, and she was inexplicably pink in the face, and the look of misery would just not falter. No matter how many times she poorly convinced herself she was over it.
" Out of the way! INJURED GIRL WALKING!"
Ginnie knew that voice. That booming voice could only come form the smallest woman Ginnie knew. But who was injured? She quickly popped her head out of the door way and into the high ceiling, sunlit hallway. Gabrielle was helping Clarity apply plastor in the room across from Ginnie's. Not bothering to shut the mahogany door.
" Ah, Ginnie. Could you please hold this down for Clarity? I have breakfast ready for the whole house and if I'm not there to serve well...all inhabitants of Tartarus and more will be after me!" Gabrielle said, patting Ginnie's shoulder before scurrying off as fast as her little legs could go, bushy hair bouncing behind her. Ginnie gingerly placed her hand on the drying cloth.
" What happened?" Ginnie asked, rather sheepishly.
" I fell in a rabbit hole." Clarity replied in the same monotone her friend had.
Entranced with tentative silence, Clarity looked into Ginnie's eyes longingly, before asking her the question that had been eating away at her insides.
" Do you love him too?" Clarity croaked, Ginnie's hands pushed harder on the cloth and Clarity winced.
" Who do you mean?" Ginnie replied, nonchalantly, but covering her face with her tomato red hair.
" You know exactly who! The boy you've been in love with since we were all seven eyes old! The boy you said you wanted to snog when we were 13! The boy that drives you up the wall and makes your stomach feeling like exploding!" Clarity's hazel eyes met with Ginnie's dark green, but Ginnie looked away suddenly.
" I don't know what you mea-"
" CLARK! For god's sake CLARK! I've said it twice and I'll say it again, ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH CLAKR?!"
Ginnie jumped at Clarity's sudden outburst, but started shushing her, but the whole house had probabley already heard.
" What's your point?" Ginnie spat, but Clarity saw right though the act. She winced loudly as her moved her plastered leg off the counter. Her friend's cheeks with the color of poppies, blending in with her tomato red hair.
" My ponit is," She said, her tone close to a whisper " My point is that Clark loves you. All these years and up to now."
Ginnie shook her head, and turned away from Clarity.
" If he did, why is so defendant of Brielle?" She said Brielle as if it were diarrhea. Clarity approached Ginnie
with utmost caution.
" I don't know everything. You need to ask him that. Clarity pulled her friend into a backwards hug, but they jumped apart as soon as they saw who was standing in the doorway, a devious and playful grin etched upon her squinted facial features.
" Nyree!"
Clarity and Ginnie both screamed in union. Nyree just laughed, a horrible laugh that made Ginnie's Skin crawl with fear and anger. She bawled her hands into fists as her friend slowly limped towards her sister, using the counter as a support. Hazel eye into hazel eye, pursed lips against a shining smile. Golden locks against strands of straw.
" I'm not going to tell anyone."
" Thank you so much Nyre-"
" Yet. But you will. It's either that, or I tell Brielle.And the story may NOT stay the same, innocent crush, and more of a git-faced jealous cow."
Ginnie got into ready position, she didn't care who this was, she needed to punch some sense into this broad! or at least punch out a few teeth.
"Fine. I'll tell him. But you better keep your mouth shut!" Ginnie steamed. Nyree looked genuinely scared, probably after the incident involving a champagne bottle, the tooth fairy and some grape flavoured lollis.
Nyree went off to have breakfast, cackling like the little witch she was.
" How are you gonna tell him?"
Clarity asked, suspicious. Ginnie only smiled and walked out of the room. finally able to enjoy her dinner.
Brielle's POV afternoon:
After a lovely outing to the small towns boutiques with Nyree, Hazelle and Judith, They were on their way back to the house. It was a lovely house, with a family oriented atmosphere, but, Brielle had no alone time with Clark since they arrived in Britain. She was starting to get a bit irritable.
Hazelle of course was rambling on about something completely unimportant, in her terribly annoying voice, Brielle had just tuned her out and was focusing on her new blouses and skirts. The colours of faded spring, and they smelt like lillies and tulips in a fresh rain, dusted with the finest perfume Britain has to offer. (Brielle of course was first to notice that "fleurs roses pour les dames" was important from France) She couldn't wait to wear them and dress better than anyone else in the house! She would be goggled by all!
" Oh, Hazelle look were home!"
Nyree said, cutting off Hazelle's boring conversation with herself about collecting snail shells. Nyree placed the key through the door and jiggled the knob a bit. The door swayed open and the four girls stepped in, but Brielle gasped and pushed them all outside. Right there, RIGHT THERE in front of the parlor room, was the lanky tomato faced freak had her arms all over Clark. BRIELLE'S BEAU. She stepped closer and they didn't even notice! She then realised that they were EATING EACH OTHER'S FACES! She gagged loudly, making her presence noticed. The two broke apart, and tomato face looked as if she was going to die. Well, she was right.
" ...Surprise!.."
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