Picnic Confessions (tag Brielle and Waverly) on Labyrinth Gardens

Clara Abernathy

April 24, 2013 12:05 AM

Picnic Confessions (tag Brielle and Waverly) by Clara Abernathy

Clara walked towards the owlry with the note for her cousin clutched loosely in her fist so as not to bend it too much. Since she had left the one for Waverly on her pillow before leaving the Pecari dorm she only needed to send out Bri’s. It had been far too long since she, Brielle and Waverly had had the chance to spend any time together. She felt it was time to fix that. She wrote both of them a note inviting them both to hang out with her.

Brielle, the note read. Wanted to go down to the gardens and have some lunch with you and Waverly. Would love it if you said yes and decided to join us. I’ll bring the picnic lunch if you want to bring a blanket or something. Let’s say 12 noon tomorrow? Will hopefully see you then. Big Hugs, Clara

She found her snowy owl rather easily and ran her fingers along the bird’s silky feathers. Pepper always did like the attention and Clara was never stingy with it where her feathered friend was concerned. She hadn’t had the chance in the last couple of weeks to really spend any time with her feathered friend and felt guilty about it. She pulled out one of the treats she brought with her for Pepper and handed it to him. She smiled as the owl munched on the offered treat. “Sorry I haven’t been around much lately buddy,” she told him still stroking his feathers. “Class has been kind-of crazy and the challenges they got us doing is insane,” she explained to the animal. Somehow talking to Pepper made her feel okay about things going nutty with her life. She waited until he was finished with the treat before tying one of the notes to his leg. “Okay buddy, I need you to take this to Aubrielle for me. I don’t need a response so you can just come right back and rest okay. Thank you buddy.” She fluffed his feathers a bit before sending him on his way.

She watched him fly out of the window from the owlry and headed back towards the dorms to finish her homework. With any luck Pepper would find Brielle, give her the note and the three of them would be having lunch together the next day in the gardens. She had been bursting at the seams for someone to talk to about something (well a couple of somethings) and who better to talk to about them then her best friends? She just hoped she could hold herself together until then. She was pretty sure she was about to do the singlely stupidest thing on the planet and needed some advice about it. She had never asked a boy to go anywhere with her, much less to a ball, and wasn’t quite sure how she should go about it. The other thing she had to tell them even she wasn’t sure what to do with. She was pretty sure she wasn’t supposed to have heard her dad and his father talking about a possible betrothal for her, but she had and she had been struggling with the idea all through the break. She never did hear them say to whom and that scared her a bit. She wasn’t sure what Bri would say when she finally got this off of her chest and told her. She was pretty sure that Bri was going to be as shocked as she felt now. Only problem was until their picnic she had to keep it to herself for one more day.

Boy was it going to be a long day.

Clara woke up the next morning with a sense of queasiness. Today was the day she told her friends about her intention to ask Lucian to the ball and get their advice, and it was also the day she told them both about what she had overheard during her visit with her grandparents over the break. She didn’t know what a betrothal entailed and doubted her friends did either, but at least she would have the chance to discuss it with someone. She gathered up the picnic basket she put together for the three of them and headed out of the dorms. She walked slowly towards the gardens, trying to tell herself that everything would be fine and she was just being a baby.

She mentally kicked herself for being retarded and after taking a seat on one of the benches by the start of the gardens she waited for her friends to arrive. She checked her watch for the time, absently kicking her feet as she waited. She turned her head when she heard footsteps approaching and smiled as she recognized who they belonged to. She stayed where she was until she heard another set of footsteps.

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Waverly Canterbury

April 25, 2013 6:57 AM

If there's pie, I'm in by Waverly Canterbury

The note Waverly found on her pillow surprised her and at first she'd thought one of her roommates had left it there for her. But it was from Clara and Waverly smiled. It was funny how well she got along with the third-year girls. She had friends in her year too, sure, and Eris was probably her closest friend right now, but she, Bri, and Clara were also best friends. She just hadn't hung out with them in ages.

There was a lot on Waverly's mind at the moment. She wanted to go to the ball with her friends, but she also wanted to dance with her other friends too. Like, actually dance. This would be her first real ball and she didn't want to miss out on it even if she had Brandon back home to think about. She wasn't really close to a lot of the Sonora boys, but she did have Jorge. She'd make him dance with her at least once, she was determined.

Her little sister also had a date to the ball. She had asked her best friend with no hesitation and just told Waverly about it nonchalantly. Knowing Wendy, she had probably done it on a whim. Wendy did what she wanted without a care for public opinion, a trait Waverly admired in her little sister. She was brave.

The next morning was spent doing homework. It was the weekend which meant she wasn't dressing up in nice clothes. Saturdays were usually her days for sweats. Before going down, she tied up her wavy brown hair in a ponytail and tied up her Converse with her orange backpack over her shoulder. She had her gray sweats on and a green T-shirt. It was a nice day, not too hot and not cold at all. She smiled at the sun when she reached the gardens and stood for a moment just soaking it in.

When she looked out in the distance, she saw Clara sitting there not too far away and waved. She went to her and dropped her backpack before sitting down in the dirt, enjoying the warm compact soil underneath her fingers. "Thanks for making a picnic," she said, smiling. "I feel like I haven't seen you all year!"

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Aubrielle Thornton

April 25, 2013 5:58 PM

Did someone say pie? by Aubrielle Thornton

Aubrielle had gotten Clara’s owl the day before and was really excited about having a picnic with her two best friends. She had only gotten to see them in classes and (well, she saw Clara at the Challenges, but it wasn’t the same!) that wasn’t enough for her either. She agreed with Clara on a lot of things and the fact that they barely got to see each other was one she agreed with.

Bri got up early that morning to take a shower and pick something for her to wear. (It wasn’t as if she didn’t know what she’d wear, either.) The third year had taken to dressing like Eponine, long skirt, peasant blouse, her hat atop her head, so it wasn’t as if there was something else she’d wear in it’s place. She’d taken to actually doing her hair on days where she had time to (instead of just putting it in a pony tail). Today, she had finally managed the crimping charm her mother had been trying to show her and her hair was crimped with a pretty clip shaped like a butterfly holding some of it together at the top. Before she put it in her hair, however, she’d charmed the butterfly’s wings to flap ever so softly, so it fluttered like a baby’s heartbeat and Bri smiled as it did. She peeked at herself in the mirror and smiled wider.

“I look good!” she said to her reflection. “The only thing missing is makeup…” I wonder when Momma will let me wear makeup? she thought to herself as she saw the sun was no longer right above them and it had started moving towards setting.

“Oh no! I’m going to be late!” she exclaimed. She grabbed the blanket she’d chosen to bring with her (one made of her old show t-shirts), rushed out of her room, out through Teppenpaw Common Room, up and down corridor after corridor until she made it to the door. Running out it, she sprinted to the Gardens. Clara was sitting on a bench outside the Labyrinth and it looked as if Waverly had just gotten there.

Trying to catch her breath, she stopped just shy of them, leaning down with her hands on her knees for just a moment before she looked back up and walked the rest of the way to them. “I’m not too late, am I?” she asked her cousin and Waverly, as she got to the bench herself still breathing deeply.

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Clara Abernathy

April 25, 2013 7:15 PM

Pie sounds good by Clara Abernathy

Clara was happy to see Waverly walking towards her where she sat and smiled about her happiness over the picnic lunch she brought. “What’s a picnic without food?” she teased her friend lightly. She went to say something else to Waverly when she heard Bri approaching and sounding out of breath. She grinned at them both when she heard Bri’s fear that she had arrived late for their gathering. “You are right on time cuz,” she told Brielle as she caught her breath. She was really glad that the two of them could join her for the picnic. There were a few things she wanted to talk with them about. One of the things she wanted to tell them about was her desire to ask Lucian to the ball. She wanted to know what the two of them would say about it. The other thing that she wanted to talk to them about was what she had overheard her dad and gramps talking about during the break. She wasn’t entirely sure yet is she should mention the second one to Bri or if she should keep it to herself.

She picked up the picnic basket and gestured for the two of them to follow her into the maze. She took a short path and stopped at the first patch of grass she found to sit down on. She placed the basket on the ground and had a seat next to it while she waited for Bri to lay out the blanket she brought (assuming Bri remembered said blanket). She didn’t quite wait for the two to sit down before she dropped the first bomb on them. The second one she was still debating on. She wanted to tell Brielle about it, but she knew her cousin might blow a gasket. She was still trying not to blow one herself over the whole thing.

She let out the breath she had been holding and blurted out her news. She just couldn’t contain herself anymore. “I want to ask Lucian to go to the ball with me,” she blurted out. She actually felt better now that she got that off of her chest. She knew that her friends would probably think she was nuts, but what was out was out. She just hoped now that they had some good advice for her. She had never asked a boy out for anything before and she was practically scared stiff about it. “What do you guys think I should do? Do you think I should? Do you think he’ll say yes? And if he does, what should I wear?” A flood of questions poured out of her almost at once. She couldn’t help herself. She was desperate and at this point only her friends could help her now.

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Waverly

April 28, 2013 7:36 AM

Good! I'm starving by Waverly

Bri was clearly out of breath when she reached them and Waverly giggled. "Did you run all the way here? You look really pretty today!" It made Waverly just a tiny bit self-conscious, but she was firm on keeping her casual Saturdays a thing. Maybe if Brandon was around she would be a little more conscious, but he wasn't. She and Brandon hadn't been communicating very much lately. He hadn't sent a reply to her letter in ages, mostly because she knew he, like all the other teenage boys she knew, was horrible at writing letters. He was good with his cell, but not with a pen. Unless he was doing math.

She didn't want to think about it because she could understand it even if she was a little peeved. But she believed they would work it out no matter what. Waverly followed Clara into the maze, finding comfort in the privacy the hedges provided.

Clara sat down and Waverly followed her example. She was about to say something when Clara blurted something out. Asking someone to the ball was kind of a big deal in Waverly's mind especially because they were girls. Boys were the ones who were supposed to do the asking, though Wendy certainly didn't adhere to that tradition. Waverly didn't really know what to say at first as Clara asked desperately for advice.

"Calm down, Clara," Waverly said, slightly alarmed. She also thought it was funny how flustered Clara was about this, but Waverly could understand completely. "If you want to, you totally should! If you guys are friends, that is. You're friends with him, right?" It would be beyond mortifying for Clara if she asked someone just out of the blue whom she didn't even know. It was a little sad if a boy got rejected, but really embarrassing for a girl to be rejected. Her mom, with all her old Southern belle ideals, had instilled this belief in her oldest daughter.

But, then there was the exception of friends. If Clara wanted to go with Lucian as a friend, then it didn't matter too much who did the asking. But if she wanted to go as a date, then that was a little different. Actually, that was really different. Maybe she should probably let Bri talk to her. Waverly could see herself giving horrible advice and making Clara go through the mortifying experience of being rejected.

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Bri

April 30, 2013 4:08 PM

Pie...? Where? by Bri

Brielle was still out of breath from her sprint from the school. When she stopped running, the blanket that had been flying behind her while she ran, landed on her shoulders like a cape. Breathing deeply, working on trying to catch her breath as Clara told her she was right on time. Bri nodded to Waverly when she'd asked if she had run there and smiled when Waverly added that she looked really pretty. "Thanks! I finally got the charm to work! I've been trying to get it for weeks!"

Clara stood up and picked up the basket with which Bri assumed held food for the blanket she carried. Clara gestured for them to follow her into the maze and Bri followed, blanket still on her shoulders. When Clara set the basket down Bri removed the blanket from its perch with a slight snap and flow movement. Bri was about to sit down next to her cousin when Clara blurted out that she wanted to ask Lucian to the ball.

Brielle stopped all movements till Clara asked what they thought she should do. Bri's thoughts ran wilder and faster than she had done herself to get there. Bri sat down, half in shock, half trying to focus on all her cousin's questions. Waverly spoke first, thank goodness! Bri's eyes widened. She'd seen her cousin flustered before, but never like this. Waverly asked if Clara was friends with him and Bri grinned in a smirky fashion. "She DOES like him..." Bri started. "If she didn't, she wouldn't be this flustered..." she added, grinning straight out. "Go for it, ask him." Bri said. If something went wrong, she had Waverly and Bri as a backup!

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Clara Abernathy

April 30, 2013 11:30 PM

Can't remember if I packed any...sorry by Clara Abernathy

Clara looked at Waverly hopefully and nodded her head at Waverly’s question. “Yeah he and I are friends,” she told her. “He’s probably one of the few guy friends I have here at Sonora…well besides Rupert,” she told her. She saw Bri freeze after blurting out her confession and knew that the moment she said it Brielle was going to tease her about something. Well that’s okay…if Bri teased her about it then she could tease Bri about her blanket cape. Just as she had slightly feared, Brielle went for the tease. She wanted to glare at her cousin for making her blush slightly, but Brielle was right in a way. The only reason she could be this flustered was if she did like Lucian. Clara would never admit to her cousin that she did indeed have a small crush on Lucian because a) she didn’t want her cousin to use it as ammunition and b) she didn’t want word to get back to Lucian and it hurt their friendship if he didn’t like her back. So she kept her pretty little mouth shut about that part.

She couldn’t help, but notice that despite the teasing Brielle was actually encouraging her to go for it. She knew that her cousin would be supportive about it in her own Brielle-y kind of way. “You really think I should go for it?” she asked both of them. “It won’t make me look funny or nothing if I ask him?” She really wasn’t all that worried about how it would make her look as much as she was worried about his saying no. She found that the idea of his rejecting her actually bothered her a bit. She hadn’t expected that it would. She managed to surprise herself with that one. Especially since she was looking at a betrothal soon. What would her future intended say if he found out? Would she care? She wasn’t sure what she thought of all of that and desperately wanted Bri’s opinion on the subject.

“Hey caped cousin,” she began finally, bringing up the blanket cape Bri had been sporting. She grinned playfully at Bri. “There’s something else I think you should know.” She found herself hesitating as she thought best of how to say her next statement. “I…umm…heard over the break that…umm…Gramps wants to set up a betrothal for me,” she told her cousin and friend. “I don’t really know how I feel about that,” she confessed sighing. She figured that she probably just opened the biggest can of worms ever, but at least now her cousin knew what she had been thinking about. She just had to wait and see what Bri did with the information. Arista had been really supportive when she talked about it with her. She was sure Brielle and Waverly would be just as supportive, but that might not happen until after the initial teasing ended. She steeled herself for the razzing she knew she would probably be getting and put on a brave face. She just hoped Bri would be gentle.

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Waverly

May 02, 2013 3:29 PM

Don't worry about it! by Waverly

Bri definitely knew more about this than Waverly did and she giggled a little when Bri let out Clara's little secret about Lucian. Clara blushed, of course, and Waverly remembered the days of crushing really hard on Brandon and the torments that came along with those thoughts of unrequited feelings before he had asked her out. She could imagine what Clara was going through, but she was much braver than Waverly was. She never would've been brave enough to ask her crush to a dance even if they were friends.

"Totally!" Waverly agreed enthusiastically. "You're really brave for wanting to go ahead with it." She smiled, hoping that last comment didn't make Clara even more nervous. It was true; it took a brave girl to ask her crush to be her date to something like a ball. Waverly made a mental note to ask Wendy about Carter. She couldn't imagine Wendy having a crush on a boy now, but she could very well be wrong about that.

Clara continued on with the next piece of news that she wanted to share, but directed the comment to Bri. Waverly took that as her cue to start eating a sandwich, but froze when she heard what the news was. She wasn't sure if Clara had wanted Waverly to know too and to comment on it, but Waverly felt so sorry for her. The idea of betrothals and arranged marriages were horrible! Waverly knew Cepheus Princeton had a betrothal and, though she didn't know him personally, Theresa didn't seem to have taken it very well. It was kind of obvious that Theresa had a crush on him, at least from Waverly's point of view, but she would never say anything about it. And if Theresa was right, then betrothals were serious business.

It made Waverly sad that her friend had to go through something like this. Maybe it was only really rich and important purebloods that had to go through stuff like this. It made Waverly wonder just how important Clara's family was that they wanted to betroth her to someone. Waverly herself couldn't even imagine getting married to anyone (besides Brandon) anytime soon. And being betrothed had to mean that there was no dating allowed in between that time. Unless the family allowed it, maybe. "I'm so sorry," Waverly said, putting a hand on Clara's arm. "That must be hard to deal with. Do you have any idea who you're going to be betrothed to?"

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Bri

May 02, 2013 7:59 PM

Yeah, no worries! by Bri

Brielle watched as Clara confirmed what she'd suspected herself. She did like Lucian! Bri was so excited about this, now all three of them had boys they liked! All is right in the world! Bri thought to herself.

"That's awesome!" Bri said aloud, grinning from ear to ear. It looked almost as if Clara was expecting her to say more than that, but she didn't, not really. When Bri said that she did like him and that if she hadn't she wouldn't be so flustered. Bri knew that Clara wouldn't want to admit it, but she wanted her to admit it. She understood how her cousin must feel. The worry that her Marius didn't like her too was what she fell back on like a cushion. "You know, its okay to say how you really feel. I'm sure Waverly knows with Brandon, how it feels to be worried that the boy you like may not like you too, just like I do..." she said, hoping that helped Clara get more comfortable about this.

"And yes, I think you should go for it, I really do." she said to her cousin. "After all, whats the worst than can happen? So if he says no, you come with Waverly and I. But you'll never know what he'll say unless you ask..." When Waverly agreed with her, Bri knew that Clara would listen and sooner or later he'll be her date now that both of her best friends were in agreement once more.

Clara called her the caped cousin and Bri blushed a bit herself. She had been wearing the blanket like a cape on accident, but oh well. "Something else?" Bri asked Clara, worriedly, but still trying to be cheerful.

"He wants to what?" Bri said, in shock that Gramps would want to do that to Clara. When Clara sighed, Bri knew that she not only spoke her worry, but internalized it as well. Bri knew that Clara was strictly considered a pureblood, unlike herself (thanks to her father) and that was sort of expected for Pureblood children. She was sure that Rina and Mitri as well as Caspian would end up betrothed as well eventually, but that was besides the point. Brielle couldn't even fathom how this felt to Clara, nor was she going to mess around over the subject.

"I think maybe... Uhm..." she said, still trying to put her words together. "Maybe talk to Ris? I'll bet she will know more about what to say or do than I can..." she suggested as Waverly apologized to Clara and still Bri sat there, completely unsure about what to say about this information. When Waverly asked the question of who, Bri waited for the answer.

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Clara

May 03, 2013 1:27 PM

Okay good because I did forget it by Clara

Clara looked helplessly from her cousin to their friend and back. She heard their encouragement on the whole Lucian thing and while she appreciated it, it didn’t quite take her mind off of her other problem which she just told them about. She was glad for the fact that her cousin wasn’t going to bust her about it like she thought Bri would. Actually Bri looked more shocked than she did about the whole deal. That was a first. She grinned lightly at Bri when Bri reminded her that she’d never know what Lucian’s reaction will be if she didn’t ask him. “I suppose you’re right Brielle,” she half-heartedly agreed with her cousin. “I won’t know til I ask him.” She had to admit that was one of the better pieces of advice Brielle ever gave her. Her cousin definitely surprised her sometimes. Who was she kidding? Brielle surprised her most all of the time.

She tried not to think too much about the betrothal, but it was kind-of hard. Her family had always been odd-balls when it came to what most people considered to be “normal” pureblood behavior. She never imagined that they would act normal about this part. “I already talked to Arista about this,” she confessed. “She told me not to worry too much about it…that there’s no way dad and gramps would choose someone bad for me.” She shook her head in slight disbelief. As much as she wanted to believe that she found it slightly difficult. “I don’t quite know that I believe that much, but what can I do?” she felt soo lost over the whole mess. She was really glad that she had their support at a time like this. She would have liked to speak to her mom about it, but she knew her mother’s side of the family agreed wholeheartedly so there was no help there even if her mother hadn’t been dead.

Clara heard Waverly apologize and she smiled at her friend. “Its not your fault,” she told Waverly seriously. “There’s no need to apologize. Yeah, it stinks, but there’s not much I can do about it. Just got to deal with it I guess.” She tried to sound more confident about it than she felt. She caught Waverly’s question about the identity of her future intended and Clara had to admit she had no idea herself. She shrugged. “To be honest, I have absolutely no idea who he’s going to be,” she told them. She really did have no idea. She never did hear a name mentioned when she heard her grandpa and dad talking. So either she missed that part or it hadn’t been decided yet. She wasn’t sure. She just knew that whomever the poor guy turned out to be that he was in for a surprise.

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