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Artemis Hewitt
Artemis rose from her deep slumber as an ear piercing scream filled the air, it came from outside. Agilely vaulting out of bed she cleanly landed on the balls of her feet in a sprint position and threw herself at the window to see where the noise had came from. Slowly placing a hand on the corner of the curtain she began to pull it back.
"Rou! What the hell do you think your doing?!"
Artemis sighed and rolled her eyes, it wasn't the first time she'd been woken up this way, Roughton was always flirting and playing tricks on Alice, drawing the curtains wide she saw them fighting on the porch.
Artemis was staying in one of the rooms on the ground floor, although she didn't like being separated from the others she did like to take late night strolls through the many surrounding fields and this way it meant that she wouldn't wake anyone when she finally got back.
"What'd you do this time Rou?" Artemis asked as she opened up the bedroom window.
"Not a thing," He replied sticking his tongue out slightly, "Alice is just going all anal agai…"
*Crack*
"I'm going what?" She questioned as she threatened to hit him once more with the book.
"Nothing Alice, nothing." Roughton said shielding his head with a laugh.
Artemis watched as Roughton wrestled Alice playfully, she smiled at them. She'd always wondered why they weren't a couple, it was obvious that there was something between them and she'd caught them mid-kiss a couple of times on their drunken Friday nights out back home.
"Breakfast you two?" She asked as she left the bedroom for the kitchen.
"Please," They both said just managing to reply in between the giggles.
Artemis grabbed a few items from the fridge and began to prepare the kitchen for cooking, heating up the hob her glance shot outside to the kitchen window which faced onto one of the fields at the back of the house, catching a glimpse of a large black figure as it disappeared into the long grass of one of the adjacent meadows. She squinted and rubbed her eyes looking out onto the field once more. She shook it off, it'd been a late night and she'd put it off to her eyes playing tricks on her. Turning back to the hob she cracked an egg against the frying pan and watched it sizzle on the hot metal.
"Guess whooo?" A Glaswegian voice mused upon entering the kitchen then wrapping their arms around Artemis and kissing her softly on the neck, "Having breakfast without me Art?" It said in a jokingly gasp of a way.
"You should have been up early," She said blushing slightly before turning and facing up towards the fresh face. It was Andy; he was one of the eldest of the group but also one of the newest. He'd moved to England a couple of years ago from Scotland but was immediately made welcome within the group despite the 'language' barrier.
"Could you wake up Grace please? Tell her breakfast is ready," She asked kissing him lightly before tending to the eggs again.
"Sure…" Andy replied pursing his lips and holding onto the kiss as long as possible, then slowly walking back he gazed at Artemis working away then left the room to awaken Grace.
Looking up from the eggs Art glanced out of the window one last time, the view was surreal with a light breeze brushing over the long grass, her sight swept across each field and lay rest on a small silhouette. Forming and growing. She stood stunned as the shadow shaped itself into a torso, arms, before reaching a fully fledged body. A length of ruffled black hair fell to the figures shoulders, a pristine white long-sleeved t-shirt fell loosely around it's slender frame along with a pair of dirty, torn baggy jeans. Slowly it lifted a hand and ushered Artemis towards itself.
