Frankie Stein was buzzing with excitement as the students were let out of home-broom. The Headmistress's announcement was all anyone could talk about. She had never had a penpal before (granted she was only a year old) so she was looking forward to her experience.
She quickly spotted Draculaura and Clawdeen waiting by her locker.
"Hey, ghouls!" She called out, cheerily. They looked up and waved at her, which caused Frankie to wave back-only to have her hand come un-threaded. Blushing turquoise, she quickly went after detached limb, which had scampered off towards her friends.
"I got it!" Dracularua declared, her voice light with her accent. She bent down and cupped her pale hands and the limb hopped into the space.
"Thank you scary much!" Frankie said, holding out her forearm so that way the threads shot toward her hand and intertwined. Now she was all limbs about herself, "Have either have you had pen pal before?"
Both of her BFFs nodded, making Frankie feeling a little left out.
"I used to write to Elissabat all the time before we got Scry."
"Pop used to always make us write to my cousins in Boo York. This'll definitely be different tho," Clawdeen crossed her arms and looked past Frankie, thoughtfully. "Y'know, Cupid transferred to Ever After a while back. This clawsome idea sounds like something she'd do."
"I wonder what it's like over there?" Frankie questioned.
'I wonder what it's like there?' Raven asked herself as she sat at her writing desk. She tapped her favorite crow-tipped quill against the wood. Raven had grown up around a lot of different monsters, some of which were actually very kind to her as a child. But she couldn't actually picture classroom full of them, let alone a high school.
Then again, hadn't Cupid come from that school? That meant they couldn't be as evil the ones her mother had surrounded her by, right?
Raven was, of course, distracting herself. She was having writers' block on what was supposed to be a personal assignment. Her roommate had been finished hours ago and gone to the library. Here she was staring at blank parchment. She groaned as she laid her head on the desk, not sure where to even start.
There was a creak of an door opening and a click of familiar heels entered the room. "Raven, are you still here?" Called out Apple. Raven waited a moment without replying and then there was a quick shuffle against the floor. Soft hands rested on her shoulders, rubbing small circles. "What's wrong with my favorite future nemesis?"
Raven didn't lift her head but rolled her eyes anyway. That girl would never quit.
"I'm not sure how to start my letter and it's fairy frustrating. What did you do, Apple?"
The shorter girl giggled as she lowered her hands to hug Raven around the chair, resting her chin on Raven's head.
"Easy, silly! I started with The Beginning!"