Mia Kerova
April 30, 2007 8:05 PM
Finally getting some answers by Mia Kerova
OOC: Sorry. Have to back track a smidgen.BIC: Mia was mentally exhausted. Constant worry could do that to a person. Of course the added frustration of having rushed to Cascade Hall when none of the new students were hers didn’t help matters either. Yeah, so the Headmaster couldn’t have known, but she was still annoyed. She sat on an empty couch in the Pecari Common Room with her knees pulled up to her chin. Her hair fell over her shoulder and her face. She tugged at the bottom of her jeans. Little repeated movements that were hypnotic and almost comforting. She blinked slowly as her eyes grew heavy, but she did her best to stay awake since she’d have to go to dinner soon.
Mia didn’t know if it was just bad timing, or if he wasn’t at school yet, or what, but she hadn’t seen Stephen since she got back a while earlier and her stomach was still tightening. Was it really so much to ask to just be told ‘Yes, Stephen is fine. Don’t worry.’ Or ‘No, Stephen is still missing, but we’ll let you know if anything comes up.’ Or anything? She kept thinking if Sorrel just hadn’t called…but if something had happened, would she really feel better if she was completely ignorant all vacation and then found out afterwards that Stephen had been in trouble? Of course not. She’d probably feel worse from guilt. She already felt guilty that she couldn’t help with whatever was happening, but that wasn’t entirely her fault. No one told her anything!
She must’ve lost her battle for consciousness at some point, because her eyes shot open as she felt Silk nudge forcefully into her side. In her mouth was an envelope and behind her on the couch was a rolled up section of a newspaper. Mia looked at the envelope, surprised that she was getting something already and also worried that Silk had hurt whatever owl she took the letter from. She wouldn’t have meant it, but she was a playful and smart cat. There were many times Mia played with the thought that she had some magic in her. She took the envelope. Her mother just couldn’t wait to throw more wedding junk on her, could she? At least it would be another helpful distraction, like Silk curling up beside her. She read the surprisingly short letter inside.
Mia,
Go to the dog-eared article. I hope this gives you some answers you want. I’m sorry I couldn’t help. I love you. I’ll see you in a few months.
Love,
Mom
Mia frowned and quickly grabbed the newspaper. She flipped to the page with the bent corner and looked it over. Her breathing became shallower as her eyes fell over each word and her stomach felt worse, though oddly not much. She had gotten her answers. They weren’t what she wanted to hear, but finally she knew something. She wasn’t stuck in the dark. This would very much be an “I told you so,” moment if she had voiced her concerns to anyone. Women’s intuition had steered her right again, but that time she wished she had been wrong. She covered her mouth with a shaky hand.
“Stephen...”
She had to find him. She had to see for herself that he was safe and then she’d be able to breathe again. But where was he? She was having the worst luck that day in finding anyone. Dinner was in a short while. He’d be there. Right? Mia let her forehead fall on her knees again. Her hair sprawled about hiding her face that held a mix of fear and sympathy. She needed a minute to just breathe before she went to do anything or she might end up hysterical and Stephen didn’t need that.
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