Wednesday, August 12, 2009

First Day for Prudence

Calla: Hey, Lenore. Almost ready?

Lenore: Yeah... I can't decide how to do my hair for such an important photo.


Calla: It's just the class photo for this year.

Lenore: Yes, but when I'm President of the Fae World, they'll look back and say "See, here she was when she was just in school." That makes it important.

Higgins: *whine*


Calla: What's wrong, Higgins?

Higgins: WOOF!

Calla: OH!



Calla: I'm going to go feed Higgins.

Lenore: Okay.

Calla: Don't forget to feed Spot, or when you're President they'll say you were mean to your doggie.

Lenore: *snort*


Lenore: "Mean to my doggie" she's funny, that one.


Lenore: But will they say "Our President was lovely in butterfly barrettes?" *sigh*


Lenore: Hmm... well maybe the butterflies...

Prudence: Hello?


Lenore: Oh hi, Prudence!


Lenore: You look GREAT! Nice to see you in something other than black.

Prudence: Thank you.


Lenore: Do you want me to do your hair?

Prudence: Oh. I did it wrong?

Lenore: No, not at all.


Lenore: But we have a lot of different hair clippies and barrettes and things, and it's the class picture and all that.

Prudence: Oh, um...


Lenore: It's okay, your pony tail looks nice if you like it that way. You should think about stockings too.

Prudence: These are all I have. And my gray ones.


Lenore: Nah, we all share. Miss Simona and Ahma said we can wear whatever socks and shoes we want, so we have a whole bunch of options. They're here, in this second drawer.

Prudence: And I can...


Lenore: Sure! Even stuffy Louisa is getting into the spirit of things. See?


Louisa: Aren't they lovely? I feel like dancing!


Prudence: We won't get into trouble?

Lenore: Nope, this is what we're supposed to do. Ahma says it lets us show our "creative" side.

Calla: Yeah, I feel more creative in pink sneakers. Oh, and I have some shoes that would be perfect for you, Prudence!

Prudence: Really?

Louisa: Do you want us to do your hair, Prudence?

Prudence: Uh... sure... thank you.

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The Class Photo
Sidhe Bheag Academy
2009 - 2010


Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Back to School

Louisa: That was really a fun hike! Ahma sure knows a lot about nature stuff.

Lenore: It was. Though, I'm glad we got back before the rain started.


Calla: What are you guys going to do now?

Louisa: I thought I'd write a thank you note to Mr. CJ for the bunk beds. They're really comfy.


Louisa: I've been meaning to, but it's been a busy summer.

Calla: OH! That sounds like a great idea! Can I do that too?

Louisa: Sure. Let me get my writing tablet.

Lenore: I've got one here.

Prudence: *gasp*


Prudence: OH!

Girls: What's wrong, Prudence? Are you okay?


Prudence: There's a school uniform on my bed. It wasn't here when I left.


Louisa: Yeah! Miss Simona put it up there for you.

Prudence: Oh, am I to wash it for someone?

Louisa: No, silly! *laughing*


Lenore: No, it's for you, Prudence. It's yours.


Prudence: Mine? But.... why?


Lenore: School will be starting for us in a couple of weeks. And... May I join you up there to continue this conversation, please?

Prudence: Uh, sure.


Lenore: I love having an upper bunk, don't you?

Prudence: I like having a bunk I don't have to share. But it is quite nice up here.


Lenore: You had to share your bunk at Bleakwood?

Prudence: Yeah.

Lenore: Did you have a school uniform while you were there?



Prudence: No... I mean, I had a uniform: black dress, gray tights. But I wasn't allowed in the school. I was just the cleaning girl. Well, I went in at night, after all the girls were done with their learning, and cleaned the floors and the board and everything.


Lenore: I see. Well, things here are going to be different, then. You will be attending classes with Calla and Louisa and myself. And this is your uniform. We are expected to wear the shirt and tie and skirt for class, but Miss Simona and Miss Ahma have decided that we may wear whatever socks or tights, and shoes we want!


Prudence: My uniform? Really? It's mine?

Lenore: Yep, you're one of the school girls here now, Prudence. Just like the rest of us.


Prudence: Just like the rest... wow.