"Amber! That's my shirt, hands off." A brown-haired girl cried playfully; tugging a sparkly pink shirt from a blonde girl's hands. Amber's face instantly fell into a pout.
"That's really not your color, Joy, but fine." The blonde sighed dramatically and shuffled around the room. "How does so much of our stuff end up over here, anyway?" She wondered aloud.
"Well, it couldn't be because you two invite yourselves over and take over my room, that's for sure." A sarcastic voice came from the closet, and an auburn-haired girl came out holding a few shirts.
"Oh, don't pretend you don't love us, Patricia. And we had to come over and cheer you up once you got back from America." Joy said, throwing a discarded sock at Patricia. She shook off the sock and a look of hurt flashed over her face before she turned away, shoving the shirts into a suitcase. Joy bit her lip, feeling bad about bringing it up.
"You still haven't told us why you guys broke up, you know." Amber pointed out as she neatly folded a skirt over her knee.
"It's still none of your business, you know." Patricia mocked as she continued stuffing clothing into her suitcase.
"Fine, fine. But I'm so getting Peddie back together - that's going to be my goal this year." The blonde said delicately, peering at herself in the large mirror hanging on Patricia's purple wall.
"Would you stop using that ridiculous name for us? And no, you are not. We're over." Patricia huffed, and Joy and Amber shared a smirk. Both knew their friend obviously still had feelings for the blonde American; they knew her too well to accept her lies.
"Whatever. Have you seen Bunsie Bun? I can't find him anywhere." Joy said, her forehead creasing in worry before Amber jumped up from Patricia's bed.
"Oh, yes! He was in my bag, I don't know why, but here." She beamed brightly as she grabbed a large sequined bag from the floor and took out a beaten up old bunny stuffed animal. Joy hugged it like a toddler and put it in her box.
"So, Patricia…" Amber began, turning back around and hopping onto the bed where Patricia was stuffing her suitcase. The auburn-haired girl groaned and her blue eyes rose to Amber's smiling face, eyebrows raised.
"What's your hairstyle going to be this year?" Amber asked, leaning forward and tugging on a piece of her red-brown hair. Patricia swatted her hand away angrily and glowered at the blonde girl.
"Does it matter?" She said crossly, walking across the room and to the mirror, where she had pictures pinned up.
"Of course hair matters!" Joy said loudly.
"Hair's like the most important thing about school, Patricia!" Amber scolded, crossing her legs as she leaned back on the bed some, surveying Patricia and Joy closely. Patricia rolled her eyes at Amber before setting back to work.
"I think you should both go for a curly style this year." Amber said, nodding. "Defiantly curly."
"I'm not curling my hair every day, Amber. I have more important things to do." Patricia grumbled, taking some photos down from the wall and looking at them closely.
"You straighten it every day! Your hair's kinda curly in the mornings, so all you have to do is work with that. I'll help you." Amber reassured before turning to face Joy. "Your hair, on the other hand, might take a while to curl. But we'll manage." Joy's hand rose to twirl her ponytail around her finger, nodding.
"I think curly hair might be a good change for us, Trix. What about you, Ambs? What're you doing with your hair?" Joy asked, watching Patricia glare harshly at a photo. She quickly leapt across the messy room, grabbing it from her hands as Amber began talking.
"I'm not sure, really, but maybe –"
"Joy! Give it back!" Patricia's scream cut across Amber's speech as she chased after Joy.
"Aww, you guys are so cute!" Joy cooed, hoping over a box on the ground and onto the bed beside Amber. She thrust the photo into Amber's hands and Amber let out a little squeal.
"I've never seen this picture! How have I not seen this picture of you two!?" Amber asked, looking at the photo fondly. It was Patricia and Eddie, blushing softly and tangled together under a tree on the school grounds. Eddie had a playful smirk on his face, and Patricia had a glare on hers, though it looked like she was struggling to keep from smiling. "Who took it?" She asked, looking up as Patricia stormed over and tore it from her hands.
"None of your business! And we're not cute, shut up, Joy. I can't stand him." Patricia growled furiously, throwing the picture on the floor. She went back to her suitcase and shoved a few other pictures of Piper and the rest of her family and some of her with the other members of Anubis House into her suitcase. When she wasn't looking Amber swooped down and grabbed the discarded photo, shoving it in her pocket and winking at Joy.
"Let's do your hair, Patricia." Joy said brightly, standing up and earning an icy glare from Patricia. "Come on, please? We'll drop the Eddie thing if you let us, right Ambs?" Joy pleaded as Amber nodded quickly. Patricia groaned and stomped around the bed.
"I don't have a curling iron, sorry." She said with a smug look.
"No worries! I brought one with me!" Amber said, clapping her hands and digging a curling iron from her bag.
"Why did you bring that to my house?" Patricia asked as Joy tugged her into a beanbag chair.
"To do your hair, duh." Amber said, rolling her eyes as she switched the iron on. Patricia eyed the two other girls warily as they set to work, pinning up her hair and bickering over how to curl it.
After what seemed like forever, the two other girls allowed Patricia to stand up and look into the mirror. A look of surprise crossed her face, and Amber squealed triumphantly.
"You like it, right?" She asked, practically bouncing up and down. Patricia rolled her eyes but couldn't keep a smile from her face as she turned to face her friends again.
"Yeah, I guess. What about Joy, though? Are we doing hers?" She asked, touching a still-warm curl that hung by her face absentmindedly.
"Yes! I've never curled my hair before; I really want to see what it looks like." Joy said excitedly, scrambling across the messy room and plopping in the beanbag chair, beckoning for Amber and Patricia to come and fix her hair.
Doing Joy's hair took longer then Patricia's, as Patricia and Amber had far more different views on how to do it. They argued over which part to curl first and how as Joy whined and groaned and urged them to hurry up.
"Fine! You do it yourself, Amber, and I'll go finish packing my bags!" Patricia finally shouted, throwing her hands up and storming off across the room. Amber beamed and bent to begin curling Joy's brown hair.
This is going to be a quick two chapter drabble. I'll have chapter two up when I get a few reviews on this one~
I've never really wrote Amber, and I've never wrote Joy, so sorry if they seem a bit odd. And for the sake of the story we'll pretend Joy and Amber both knew about the break-up (just not the details) before school started. Eddie will be in chapter two!
Right, I think that's all. For any of you 'Peddie: Just Add Children' readers, I am trying to come up with a new chapter idea, don't worry! (:
xGaloshes