Packing :POV of Chloe
"Chloe!"
Not again my BFF/Roommate Jessica, came into my room and jumped on my bed really excited. Ok I think she needs to calm down just a tad.
"Chloe! What are you doing in bed we are going in 4 hours!?" She shouted.
"OK calm down Jessy. I'm up go and pack and I will be ready shortly." I said hoping to calm her down before she passed out. The next thing I knew I was alone.
Getting out of bed was easy the hard thing was getting dressed. I know what your thinking right, why is that hard? Well when you're me it's hard. It is because of my gift, or curse you could call it. You see I have two pure, white, feathery wings (like an Angels wings mother used to say). I loved them but not what they always caused to happen.
Anyway need to get ready. Right! I sat at my dressing table just looking at my reflection. I had really dark brown curly hair with green and brown eyes. I had hazel, brown and green just dotted around in my eyes.
Grabbing my brush I brushed my curly locks so they we some what neat. I put on some clothes which were make to fit with my wings and grabbed a cloak. What? Just because it's 2016 it does not mean I can't be a wizard.
Jessy was in her room packing everything but the kitchen sink.
"You do know we are going for two days right?" I asked her.
"Well you can never be to careful!" She said dancing picking up things she needed (basically the whole closet). She was truly a born ballerina. Her feet seemed to float not tap or thud. She has brown, straight hair and dark chocolate brown eyes
"Are you ready to join the revolution!" Jessy said.
I did not mention it but she is a huge fan of Les Miserables. As for me I am the biggest phan of Phantom of the Opera. She liked it but not as much as me, but one thing we did agree on, was that whenever we watched the Phantom of the Opera it gave us a strange sense of home. Crazy right!
"Yes mademoiselle, just remember keep your hand at the level of your eyes!" I said quoting Madame Giry.
"Ok my Angel Of Music!" She said in a teasing tone which caused me to growl and she just giggled. She called me that as my nickname, it's annoying but she said that I have such a talent in music and that the wings make it feel more real.
"Ok little solider." I replied
"I'm only two months younger that you!"
"I know, but it's fun to tease you."
"Well, Harumph!" The word she created when she has become annoyed.
"You sound like La Carlotta... Wait I take that back her singing is 10 times worse."
"Agreed!" And with that she finished packing it was time to go to London.