Author's Note: This is a bit of fun naughtiness in the world of the Mists of Avalon. All the characters will be original, only the world is borrowed. hope you like!
The first thing David noticed when he got off the train was that Glastonbury seemed to be smothered with fallen clouds. The fog was so dense in the morning chill that he could barely see a foot in front of him. He knew he was supposed to be met by someone from the school, but he suddenly doubted he would be able to spot someone in a mostly grey uniform through this mess. He decided to stop and get his bearings, and that was when he spotted her.
A petite figure sat perched on the wide stone banister of stairs leading up to the main station reading a book and looking totally absorbed by it. He took a better look at her, knowing she wouldn't notice. She wore a shortish grey and navy plaid wool skirt and a grey sweater vest over a white collared shirt and navy blue necktie, the uniform for all female students at Glastonbury College. Long, navy blue socks did nothing to conceal very shapely legs. Her long, dark hair was captured in a tight braid that hung over her shoulder, and as she looked up (and caught him staring) he saw her chocolate brown eyes framed by long, black eyelashes, a sharp contrast to her very white skin.
"Can I help you?" she questioned, annoyance hovering under her words.
David looked down quickly, embarrassed. "Um, yes. I'm David Malone, the new exchange student. I think you were sent here to meet me?"
She stood, putting her book in her bag and extending her hand. David shook it and realized that he had to look down to look her in the eyes. She couldn't have been more than five feet tall. "Ah, yes, David. My name is Fae Kimbal, I'm a first year here at Glastonbury College. I assume you had your things sent on to the school?" David simply nodded. This girl needed a few drinks. He hoped that not all English women were so stiff. She went on, a little less icily. "If you'd like, we can walk from here to the campus, and I can show you around."
David grinned. "I'm not sure how you could show me anything through this fog, but sure."
Fae returned a small smile. "The mists usually burn off by ten, and then things are fairly clear until around four, unless of course it rains….We are in England, you know."
David passed a pleasant day with Fae as she showed him around the small campus of Glastonbury College. The old school was built over the site where, as Fae told him, a druidic school had once been in England's wilder days. The smaller Isle of Glastonbury, where the ruins of the old chapel and the imposing Tor stood, was just a short (but damp) walk and a quick boat ride away. Fae was enamoured of it, even though she had lived nearby for all of her eighteen years.
David quickly discovered that Fae didn't really have friends outside of her books, and he also discovered that she lived only a few doors down from him in the one dormitory GC sported. Maybe he would have the chance to draw her out of her icy shell. As he settled in to his room, which just so happened to be all his at the moment, he thought briefly of how interesting it might be to get Fae in here. He shook the thought from his mind; he was here for an education, not to seduce local girls.