Zoe's body froze up in her bed. She tried to open her eyes, but couldn't move anything. "Help me." a small voice cried out. She tried to figure out where it was coming from. "Please, there's not much time left!" the voice grew louder and more urgent. She recognized it as being female. "HELP!" the voice shouted this time and what sounded like right next to her ear.
Zoe's eyes shot open and she quickly glanced around her room. The only person she saw was her new roommate, Rebekah, asleep in her own bed. Zoe looked over at her alarm clock and realized it was only an hour before wake up time. Knowing she wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep, she got up and went to take a shower.
As the water hit her goosebumped skin, she went over what the random disembodied voice had said to her. Help me. She wondered what the girl needed help from. Please, there's not much time left. What did that mean exactly? Why was there seemingly a deadline? HELP! The last loud plea rang in her ears. For some reason the voice and urgent tone of it seemed familiar.
She washed her hair and after rinsing, turned the old shower knobs. Looking in the mirror, she remembered the moment between her and Madison in the bathroom. How for a split second, she thought Madison only wanted to have sex with her, not her AND Kyle. She shook her head and tried to let the thought go. Why was she bothering to think about Madison in the first place? She had decided to leave simply because she wasn't going to become the next Supreme. Or at least that's what Kyle told her.
For some reason she wasn't so sure. Maybe because Kyle was the only one who had told her that. Any time she asked Cordelia or Queenie, they seemed a bit uneasy and confused, saying that after Madison refused to resurrect Zoe, she was scolded by Myrtle and ran upstairs, angry. After that no one saw her again. The tone in which they told the story made it seem like there were some loose ends or pieces missing, as if no one was exactly sure where Madison ran off to. Kyle told Zoe she climbed out of a window and presumably caught a bus to L.A.. But Zoe remembered how Madison had told her she had no money left at all and the fact all of Madison's clothes were still here when she came back to life made her question Kyle's side of the story.
But Cordelia was too busy to try and solve the mystery, if there even was one. And in the words of Queenie "I don't give two shits about where that boozed up white girl went." That seemed to be the general attitude of the new students too, just because none of them ever met yet alone got to know Madison (besides what they had seen about her in the media). Then again, neither did Zoe. So why did she care so much?
Maybe it was because, despite her faults and flaws, Madison was her first friend at the academy. Madison was the one who repeatedly hung out with her, even if they weren't on the best of terms during said 'hanging out'. Madison was the one who understood how much she liked Kyle and knew it was important to Zoe to bring him back (even though it was probably Misty who had performed the actual magic). Madison was the one who had let them share Kyle, and even though it wasn't the ideal situation at the time, she respected Madison for being honest about her own feelings for him. Some girls would have just outright 'stolen' him.
The last memory she had of Madison was when they were transmutating and poking each other, like they were were five again and playing tag. After that everything went black.
Myrtle explained what had happened to Zoe when she awoke. She saw Queenie bandaging some wounds and Myrtle hanging above her head, humming and shining a flashlight into her eyes.
Zoe remembered panicking and looking around while Myrtle started to 'shush' her and Queenie grabbed her hand. "Now, now dear." Myrtle had said "Don't move too much, Queenie needs to finish." She looked over and saw her giving a small smile. "Where's Ms. Cordelia?" she laid her head back down.
Myrtle had chuckled and pointed next to the table she was laying on. Zoe turned her head slightly and saw Cordelia lying on the floor. For a moment she thought maybe she might be dead, but she noticed her stomach rise up and down. She also noted how her previously empty eye sockets were now replaced by beautiful lids, and the scars from her acid burn were nowhere to be seen.
"Is-" Zoe paused and looked at both Myrtle and Queenie "-is Ms. Cordelia the new Supreme?" Myrtle smiled and nodded in response, looking over at Cordelia and beaming like a proud mother. Zoe laughed, glad that the whole 'Seven Wonders' ordeal was over. Especially glad the Cordelia was Supreme and she had brought her back.
"What happened to me?" Zoe asked a little while later. Her, Queenie, Myrtle and Cordelia were all sitting at the dining room table. "Well…" Cordelia put down her cup of tea "From what Myrtle tells me, while you, Queenie and Madison were performing the transmutation part of the test, you got a little careless." Myrtle shook her head and grimaced while she took a sip of her own tea. "You weren't quite focused enough, which caused you to transmutate yourself into an object." Zoe looked over at Myrtle with a confused expression.
"The sharp iron gates surrounding the academy, dear." Myrtle sipped again, her pinky up. Zoe lifted her black shirt and peered at the bloodied bandages.
"Don't mess with those, Zoe." Cordelia reached a hand out, motioning for her to put her shirt down. "Why doesn't this hurt?" she asked, shakily grabbing her teacup and sipping.
"Well-" Cordelia started "Witches are known for their great tolerance of pain and miraculous healing abilities." Myrtle boomed out in interruption. She pushed up her glasses. "Right." Cordelia smiled slightly, but was visibly annoyed. "I'll also have to perform a few harmless healing spells on you to fix what your body won't on it's own." Cordelia reached out her hand to grab and stroke Zoe's. She smiled kindly and Zoe smiled back.
Zoe brought herself back to the present moment and looked at the scars on her stomach. She quickly grabbed a towel and started to dry her hair, preparing herself for her second first day at Robichaux Academy.