Hanna's eyes cracked open, looking at a ceiling she's never seen before. A mighty groan burst out of her lips. Not this again.
Where was she now? What happened to her to end up in this place and why did she keep waking up in weird places?
'It's amazing how much waking up in a place you have no memory of sleeping in can confuse you.' It's bizarre. Like falling asleep in your bed one night and waking up in a plane ride to another country. 'Makes no sense.'
The red haired witch looked around the room. She was laying on some kind of gurney and there were curtains surrounding either side of her. Some kind of infirmary maybe?
Was this Luna Nova? IT was a witch that got her out of that forest after all. So did that mean that she might not be expelled for being late?
They wouldn't bother saving her if she was.'One can only hope.'
It was silent and empty like a graveyard in here. Where is everyone? Was nobody watching the infirmary? What if a patient needed medical attention? They're just going to leave them there?
If Hannah was having a stroke for some reason, there would be no one to assist her then? The red haired witch shrugged her shoulders. 'If that happens, guess I'll die.' What can you do?
Hannah felt a bandage weighing her head down, feeling the filmy texture on her forehead wrapping around her heard. The throbbing headache on the back of her head was gone at least, and it looks like they addressed the various cuts and scrapes that plagued her skin she sustained from her rough landing.
The redhead leaned her head back down the bed with a content look on her face. 'How nice of them to take care of me like this...I hope I don't have to pay them for this service.' A bead of sweat ran down her cheek as the smile on her face became strained.
Money wasn't the issue, her family was super rich. It was the implication behind the payment. What would her parents think when money was spent on medical assistance, and on the first day of school no less?
She didn't want to have to explain all that. She would rather sweep this whole incident under the rug, if possible.
A yawn escaped her as she looked around the empty and lonely infirmary. Water dripped somewhere in the room, but other than that, there wasn't a single sound to hear. It was quiet and peaceful. Still not a single soul to interact with.
Hannah stretched her arms above her head, feeling every bit of kinks and stress leaving her muscles and joints as she fell back on her back. The urge to close her eyes was overwhelming, pure bliss entered her relaxed muscles making her weak and lethargic.
"I think I'll just pass out." She whispered to herself contently. They clearly still expected her to be unconscious. Who was she to ruin their expectations?
/ - /
"Hannah!"
A pair of arms wrapped tightly around her neck as a body crashed into hers. A head of long wavy black hair pushed against her face. It smelled like high grade shampoo and coconut scented conditioner. She missed this scent. They saw each other only yesterday but it felt like she hasn't smelled her friend's regular shampoo in years.
Hannah brought her arms around to return the hug. "Hey Barbara." She took in another whiff, taking in the pleasant fragrance as she felt herself calming down.
She totally wasn't smelling her best friend's hair. She was just breathing...really heavily and deliberately. She was just breathing and the scent of Barbara's hair just happened to be breathed in along with the oxygen in the air, what else would happen when her hair was literally rubbing against her nose?
Besides, the familiar and pleasant smell was incredibly relaxing. Intoxicatingly so.
Barbara didn't move or speak. The dark haired girl just continued hugging her, burying her head against the crook of Hannah's neck while letting out shuddering breaths.
The arms held her even tighter. Unnecessary levels of tightness crushed her body as if she was a rag doll. She knows Barbara must have missed her, but Hannah wasn't a stuffed animal. She was still a person, and people had organs that needed to be left alone in order to function correctly.
"Soo. Barbara, what—urk. What—" Hannah tried to speak through the surprisingly strong embrace the other girl was giving. "What's up?" She wheezed, trying to distract her friend, hoping the question would focus her mind on other things besides the steel grip.
"..." Silence.
"Um. Barbara?"
The other girl mumbled something on Hannah's shoulder. The words being muffled by her own body being pressed against her friend's lips. Her soft, delicate lips—Okay stop.
Hannah wasn't a pervert, nor was she enjoying this intimate position they must look like they're in right now. She was just stating facts. Get it right! Barbara's lips DID feel nice and soft against her shoulder, it doesn't mean anything.
Just like saying that silk feels nice and smooth. There's no meaning behind it, it's just the truth.
No matter how smooth and creamy those lips felt and how Barbara's warm breath against her neck made her skin tingle like no tomorrow.
Nope. Doesn't mean anything.
"Sorry, what did you say?"
"Don't do this again..." Barbara whispered a little louder in her shoulder, her voice soft and shaky. Hannah felt the hands and fingers clutching at her uniform as her friend trembled in her arms.
Barbara had a firm grip on her ragged uniform and had no sign of letting go. She wouldn't let go. Probably in fear of something happening to her as soon as she did.
Hannah didn't say anything. An unwelcome feeling settled in her stomach making it difficult to speak.
"Do you know how worried I was? How torturous it was standing at the leyline terminal by myself waiting for you?" Barbara's voice was unsteady. The sheer emotion behind it struck an incredible amount of guilt. Guilt at making her friend ever feel so terrible.
"At first I was sure you were playing a prank on me or something. So I didn't think much about it. I talked with some other students but they all left worried they might be late. But still, you never showed up." Her voice cracked. A sound that didn't go unnoticed and felt like small daggers going into Hannah's ears into her heart.
"I grew more and more anxious with each minute that passed. I began to think you were playing some kind of cruel joke, making me stand there all alone almost panicking about you." Barbara gulped, gathering herself and speaking more clearly. "I had to make a choice. It was getting really late and you still didn't show. At that point, I knew. Knew this wasn't a prank. I knew it wasn't a cruel joke, I was just really hoping it was, really dreading the truth that you actually might not make it."
Barbara's voice wavered. "I had to—I-I had—" The black haired witch buried her head into her, choking out a sob, unable to finish her sentence.
She didn't need to. Hannah already knew what she meant to say. The rest was history at that point.
"Ssh. It's okay. It's all right." She wrapped her arms around Barbara once more and squeezed tightly, making sure Barbara felt her hug to ensure her she wasn't going anywhere. She brought one hand to her head, stroking her black hair soothingly. "I'm here now. I'm right here with you. No need to feel scared or nervous." Barbara let out another sob as she held Hannah even more desperately, not wanting to let Hannah out of her sigh ever again.
The red haired witch could only continue stroking her friend's hair. The sound of her sobs clenching her heart and making her own eyes glassy and moist.
She wouldn't cry. Now was not the time for that. It was Barbara that had to let it all out, and she was going to do her best to make her feel better. To be the shoulder she could lean on.
It was the least she could do.
Barbara picked her head up, wiping her tears as she sniffed. "Even during the ceremony all I could do was stare at the entrance. It was miserable to go through classes without you, you know. Then I finally see you." Her eyes narrowed. "Unconscious. Looking like you rolled down a mountain, and on a stretcher being carried to the infirmary. I mean, what was I supposed to feel!" Barbara exclaimed exasperated. "Overjoyed to see you here, or even more worried at how banged up you looked?"
Hannah saw Barbara's eyes steal a peek at her forehead, at the bandage wrapped around to cover the bruise on the back of her head.
The Ginger girl looked down. "I don't know. I don't know what to say other than...sorry, I guess. I'm sorry for putting you through all that by yourself and making you worry so much." She should have known her absence would have more than one effect. She was too worried about what would happen to her, what she would do if she couldn't enroll in Luna Nova. Too worried about herself to think about how Barbara would feel.
Hannah still had more to lose from the ordeal, but seeing Barbara in this state..it was hard to have a measuring contest on who had it worse. It just didn't matter right now. She couldn't bring herself to care about it.
"It's fine," Barbara sniffed, her eyes becoming more lively, regaining a small spark them Hannah didn't know she missed. "You're here now. That's more than what I could ask for. Besides, It's not like you did it on purpose. Bad stuff happens and I'm just glad it all worked out."
Hannah raised an eyebrow at that, referring to the bruise on her head and her ragged appearance.
The notion didn't go unnoticed as she winced. "Well, relatively at least. I would rather you be here injured than not have you here at all."
"What a caring friend you are." Hannah joked, rolling her eyes.
"Shut up you! You know what I meant."
A laugh escaped Hannah's lips, the gesture being soon returned from her best friend as they both hugged each other once more. This time, the embrace was filled with laughter and mirth. The previous gloomy atmosphere gone and forgotten.
She was so glad to be here.
"Aaw, that's so sweet. They look so happy together."
Hannah's ears twitched, the chipper voice echoing endlessly in her brain. No, it can't be..
She looked past Barbara, seeing the same ghost girl from earlier floating cross legged in the air.
All her mirth and laughter died in an instant.
"Hiya! Oh, ignore that outburst. Just pretend I'm not even here."
Crap. So the dead girl wasn't a figment of her imagination? Hannah really really hoped she was some kind of crazy induced hallucination, or an illusion, or just some crazy dream her mind cooked up.
Hannah was pretty sure she wasn't dreaming and illusions typically don't last this long. Not even illusion magic. That leaves the hallucination being the most likely explanation. Hallucinations can vary depending on the cause and the effect it has on the mind. A person's brain is a complex thing, sometimes it makes people see and hear things over a long period of time. Schizophrenia for example, and also recurring hallucinations and delusions from sleep paralysis.
All sorts of wish wash can happen.
"—ppened to you?"
Hannah blinked, turning her attention back to Barbara "Sorry, what?"
"I was asking about what happened to you. You were gone for half a day, I'm just really curious to hear what your excuse is." She snickered. "It must have been one crazy story, right?"
Crazy. Hannah half listened, half watched as the ghost behind her floated anti clockwise in the air. An eager grin plastered on the girl's transparent face. No doubt she was also interested to see how Hannah was going to explain this one.
Maybe she could just omit the very last part of her story. Certainly would make things easier not even mentioning the whole ghost thing. No, she really shouldn't. Barbara was her friend. She would feel bad lying to her. The question was, does her guilt out weight the convenience of lying?
…
Well Honesty was the best policy after all…NOT. Whoever said that was an idiot or a really bad liar that doesn't know how to tell convincing lies.
Luckily for her, she wasn't an idiot or a bad liar. "Well, it all started when I woke up this morning..."
And the story just told itself.
/ - /
"So you're telling me, you caused the weird behavior of the leylines today by bringing a jar of pickled plums while traveling in it?"
"No, I said someone did! I specifically didn't give any names because the jury is still out on that matter. It could have been anyone. And also to protect their identity, whoever it was."
"Your identity."
"I said it wasn't me!" Good grief..
"You're an idiot." Why? Why did she get saddled with this girl?
The ghost opened her mouth for a retort, whatever it was apparently died an early death for she closed it and slumped her shoulders in defeat. "I would be offended," The apparition looked down at her blue see through body. "But I think the evidence speaks for itself."
After telling the 'wild and fanciful tale' of her morning (minus the involvement of a certain 'deceased girl'), Barbara had to leave to go back to her classes. Unknowingly Leaving Hannah and her apparent partner from beyond alone time to sort things out.
Right now they were both discussing the events of this morning, trying to piece together their stories to see how they fit. It was more like Hannah interrogating the poor girl for information to see why it had to be her that was stuck being the only one to see and hear the girl.
The ghost, apparently named Atsuko Kagiri also known as the would-be new student from a non witch family—Hannah was especially not pleased about that piece of info—was true to her word about being unseen by everyone else.
Barbara didn't even blink an eye at the girl and didn't even bad an eyelash whenever Atsuko spoke and neither did the various nurses and staff that Hannah called up to test the theory. Hannah was the only one able to interact with her.
Hannah didn't know what to feel about that. It made it convenient to lie about it to everyone else, but it also sealed her fate as the only one burdened to put up with her.
Telling others about it was out of the question, it's just a mess that Hannah would rather not delve into. It gave her a headache just thinking about the consequences that course of action would entail.
There would be believers, skeptics, and people that want to saddle her with a psychiatrist. She also didn't want the reputation as 'the weird girl who can see ghosts', not if she can help it.
"So, after you—"
"Someone."
"Whatever. So after 'someone'," Hannah made sure to obnoxiously add air quotes with her fingers to display her skepticism. "Completely messed up the leyline with salt via your pickled plums, what happened to you after that?" They were coming up on the part of the story where Akko would have died. If that was a touchy subject the girl felt uncomfortable discussing, then tough.
The little ghost better start coming to terms with her death. The sooner she gets over it the better. Plus Hannah wanted answers to make sense of all this and she wants them now.
"Then I got separated from Lotte and thrown out of the leyline just like what happened to you. Except I didn't know how to fly a broom to save my life, not that I even had a broom to fly on to begin with. So I fell in the same forest you did...and kinda died."
The blunt manner it was spoken made Hannah twitch. 'She adjusts quickly!'
You would think people would at least be more Sanctimonious when explaining their deaths. Well, Akko was the dead girl here, not Hannah. So maybe she was wrong to think that. You learn something new everyday.
"That's it? You just, died?" The ginger girl finished lamely.
"What did you expect? A poem? You want me to recite my death to you with a limerick?"
Um.
"Oh yeah. When I fell in the forest there was a huge battle between good and evil. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers fought in the fields and there were tanks and planes and giant explosions everywhere. Entire forests were on fire. It was totally epic. A scene totally fitting for a dramatic death like mine."
"Okay General Patton," Hannah rolled her eyes. "I get it. No need to rub it in. Sarcasm doesn't look good on anyone, and that touristy get up you're stuck wearing isn't helping either."
"What about you? You and your boring skirt and tunic, what are you, living in the last century?"
"This is the school uniform. The school you wanted to attend."
"And that silly yellow bow on your head—"
"What was that?" The words gritted themselves through her clenched teeth.
"Uhh. Nothing, never mind. I didn't say anything."
"Of course you didn't." Hannah sighed, rubbing her temple. There was not enough time in the day for this crap. "We're getting off topic here. So after you...um, fell to your death, then what?" She didn't know who felt more awkward here. She didn't exactly expect to hold a conversation about death and the afterlife with someone who is experiencing both.
"What do you mean?" This girl. How dense can someone be?
"Do I have to spell it out for you? I mean did you see a light or something? Did you not go towards it? You know, typical cliché stuff like that. You're dead, you're the expert in this field, shouldn't you know?"
"Ow, Okay. Ixnay on the iction-day. Please don't ever call me an expert on that. Just because I died once doesn't make that my profession." The ghost looked personally affronted, guess she hit a sensitive nerve. Whoops.
"And second, there was no light. When I hit the ground all I saw was black and then I didn't feel anything. I literally died before I could even feel the pain, a quick and painless death in every sense of the word. Thank goodness for small mercies."
There was so many things wrong with that last sentence. Particularly things Hannah could debate on for hours on end, but maybe for another day. "And your body? What happened to that? I didn't see it anywhere, just your ragged and torn clothes."
Akko only shrugged in response. "Don't know. When I became...like this, my clothes were the only things left. It wasn't an immediate transition, maybe some animal took it away or something." She looked a little too relaxed for someone talking about the unknown whereabouts of their own body.
"So you don't know where it is or what happened to it?" Can't even keep track of their own dead body. Surely she wasn't planning on attending Luna Nova? She must have mistaken it for a day care or something, goodness knows what catastrophe she would cause if she ever lived to attend.
"No. I guess not."
The red head leaned back on her hospital bed, putting her hands behind her head. That was a little weird though. A body disappearing is always weird, even with Akko's logical speculation, it still didn't sit well. There was no evidence to support it, but it was the most likely explanation of it just disappearing.
There were very few animals Hannah could list that can and would carry an entire human carcass anywhere. it's hard to imagine foxes dragging a dead human body along with it's snout and foxes were the biggest regular scavengers she could think of. Any carnivore bigger than that primarily hunted for their food and ate whatever animal they killed.
But maybe, she was overthinking this. Maybe a pack of hungry wolves did scavenge her body, or a really hungry bear. Many carnivores would resort to scavenging if food is scarce enough so it could be a possibility, albeit a small one.
Just like the size of Akko's brain.
"I just hope that this doesn't come back and bite us in the butt later."
"How so? What can my dead body do? Pfft. You don't believe in zombies do you? What are you, five?" Said the Undead, gravity defying ghost.
"I don't know. It's just a little open, if that makes sense. Open to a lot of possibilities, many of which could backfire on us in some form, I just don't know what those possibilities are."
Or where this train of thought is even going.
"We don't know where it is and we don't know what happened to it, other than your surprisingly reasonable speculation. I didn't see any tracks or prints near your clothes so I'm really not all that sold to believe an animal ate your body."
It was nothing more than lingering paranoia, that, or Hannah really hated loose ends. She wants closure damn it!
The little ghost floated a little higher in the air in a relaxed position, as if resting on an invisible cloud. "You know, I'm kind of surprised you're putting so much thought into this."
Well someone clearly had to.
"Why are you even talking to me? I thought I was just a 'Guilt Induced Hallucination'? Do you always talk to your hallucinations or do you finally believe this is all real and not just your mind playing tricks?"
Hannah didn't miss the hidden veiled insult at her sanity. "Don't make it sound like I always have hallucinations, I'm not crazy." She chose to ignore the mumbled 'that's what they all say.' from the other girl. "And even though I never had a hallucination before, I doubt they are all this chatty! So what if I'm inclined to indulge you? It doesn't mean anything."
"Uuh, to others it might." Akko spoke as if stating the obvious. Which she was. It should have been obvious. Hannah just didn't…
Shut up.
"I mean did you think how this scene looks? You're alone in an empty room, talking to yourself. To someone else you definitely look a little Coocoo." She twirled a finger at her ears while making the coocoo clock sound effect. Cheeky brat.
Hannah wanted to grab that hand and stick it far up the girl's nose. "The sentiment is not lost on me. Why do you think I waited until everyone left to talk to you?"
The little ghost did a slow little front flip in the air, acting like an astronaut in space. "Beats me, but I'm not complaining. It's nice that there's someone that can acknowledge my existence. I'm a lot less lone— Hold on, you got company." Akko's eyes caught something behind Hanna's closed curtain.
Oh?
Akko floated so that her head peeked out above the curtains. Which didn't make sense since nobody could see her already. She didn't have to peek, she could have just phased completely through and no one would notice, but whatever.
"Who is it?" Hannah whispered. Her eyes tried to track where Akko was looking while at the same time sharpening her ears to give her a clue. Footsteps, shoe types, voices, anything.
Two ghostly fingers came up. "Two students. They're both walking this way. Since there's nobody else here, I bet they're here for you and— oh, It's that Lotte girl." Lotte?
"Who's Lotte-? Oh wait, that girl that you hitched a ride with?" She got a murmured 'yeah' and a low head nod in response. "Why wasn't she with you by the way? You said you both fell."
Akko shook her head. "No. I said I was separated, just me. I fell, nobody else did. Lotte was still able to hold on to her broom and I guess she made it through safely." The ghost said distractedly, still looking over the curtain. "She doesn't look too good though, she looks like she's been crying."
"Gee, I wonder why." Hannah deadpanned in the deadpanniest voice she could muster.
"They're here. Act cool." Yeah, whatever.
"Um. Hello? Are you awake?" A timid voice called out from the other side. No pun intended.
"Why are you announcing? It's just a curtain, not a door, just pull it open." A second, rude sounding voice spoke.
"It's rude to just barge in. We have to let them know first." Ah, some manners. Sweet sweet manners.
"If you say so." The other voice replied. "Hey, whoever's in there, We're coming in."
The curtain pulled apart, revealing two girls wearing the same uniform she did. One was short with orange hair and wearing thick glasses. The girl's eyes looked heavy and darkened, a typical sign of previously shed tears just like Akko said.
'She must be Lotte.'
Hannah looked at the other girl.
This one looked a little taller with pale skin, long hair, and red eyes. One of which was covered by a fringe of hair. Hannah didn't fail to notice how sharp the girl's teeth looked when they were showing, like a freaky shark crossbreed or something.
"Yes? Do you want something?" Let's just cut straight to the chase here. She didn't actually need to know who these two were, she just needed to know what they were doing here and why.
"We were sent here to get you. You have a little date with the Headmaster." The pale girl grinned like a shark, no doubt trying to intimidate her to thinking she was in trouble.
Hannah hated the fact that it was working. She didn't know anything, she might still be expelled for all she knows.
"Why you two? Shouldn't the teaching staff make those calls?" The red haired witch crossed her arms challengingly, her mood beginning to match her hair color.
She wasn't about to just roll over and be toyed with. If this shark girl thinks she was just going to be cowed into wimpy submission she had another thing coming.
The girl's smile promptly vanished and her face took on a milder neutral expression. "They're busy." She spoke in a flat voice and equally flat expression.
'The attitude on this girl. You're well on your way to being bullied and shunned by everyone else if you keep that horrible personality up.' The girl was rude, but it felt like she wasn't being rude out of spite or malice. More like she was being rude because she just couldn't care enough to act polite.
Not that Hannah had any grounds to judge on that. She didn't make much effort to be polite to other people either. At least, towards those that didn't deserve it.
The glasses wearing girl, Lotte, piped up. "So, can you walk?" Her blue eyes ever so slightly moved to Hannah's forehead, regarding her bandage.
Hannah climbed out of her bed, moving right as rain. "I'm fine. Let's walk."
So she can finally get this thing over with.
/ - /
Hannah felt like a balloon. She felt light as a feather, she felt like she could soar high up in the sky! Her excitement was positively seeping out of her, making her feel giddy like a kid in a candy store.
It turns out she wasn't in trouble. She wasn't expelled for being late. They had given her a pardon because of "Extenuating circumstance."
In some way, it kind of was. It looked like extenuating circumstances. When you consider riding on an unstable and volatile leyline and being thrown out of it for a reason she didn't commit. It was completely that. It wasn't even her fault the leyline messed up!
Of course, she wasn't going to mention the small tidbit that she wouldn't even have had to ride in an unstable magic highway if she hadn't overslept. Nope. That information she was going to take to her grave.
And hopefully Barbara's grave too. Since she already told her that part of the story. It was too late to undo that, but she had faith in her best friend to keep a secret.
Oh, she was so excited! So happy that she was in the all clear. A huge weight just...floated off her shoulders and she could fly free as the wind!
Yes! She could attend Luna Nova. She could become a witch. She could experience magic classes with Barbara! YesyesyesyesyesyesYES!
Whoo! She did it.
"Whao. Did you suddenly strike it rich, because you look like you just won the lottery."
'Quiet you.' Hannah wiped whatever goofy grin that might be showing on her face.
What a ridiculous thought. Her family was already rich, but she couldn't deny this wonderful feeling in her chest. It did feel like she won the lottery. The lottery of life itself.
The red haired witch sat still, facing the desk Headmistress Holbrooke sat behind. The desk that Akko was shamelessly sitting on, cross legged and an almighty smug look on her face.
Hannah imagined a chalkboard eraser and mentally wiped it back and forth all over Akko's face, erasing her ghostly little head out of her mind altogether.
"I hope you can understand, Ms. England. They leyline hasn't acted so irregularly in years. I was made aware of your situation, and considering the scarce incidents involving the leylines, It's clear you were merely a victim of circumstance. You were late due to events that you didn't cause and was simply at the wrong place at the wrong time."
Hannah nodded sagely. "Yeah..let's go with that."
"As such, you are permitted to attend Luna Nova Academy. Congratulations, Ms. England. You've been added to the list." The Headmistress paused. "Of students. Our Apologies for any inconvenience this might have caused you."
Hannah nodded her head. "I understand, and it's okay." She waved a hand dismissively. "Thank you for allowing me back in."
She continued to sit all prim and proper while on the inside she was doing flips and various other acrobatics. A little mini Hannah wearing a cheerleader outfit with pom poms danced in her head. 'Go go Let's go!'
"Careful there, Ms. England. Your Ahegao is showing."
Her what?
"Will that be all?" Hannah inquired with the utmost finesse of a crazy cat on catnip.
"That will be all. You are free to join your team." The headmistress nodded back.
Hannah dipped/bowed like the high class girl she was brought up to be. "Thank you." She turned and skipped towards the exit, completely passing her two escorts.
"Ms. England, there's no need to rush. Your team is already here." Huh?
Barbara was already here?
"Where?" Hannah looked towards the door, there were no other students in the room except Lotte and the Shark Girl who escorted her here. "I don't see anyone."
The headmistress smiled sweetly. "Why, you're looking at them." what.
Hannah slowly shifted her eyes to the two girls, the gears in her head turning as dread pooled in her stomach. 'You don't mean. Oh please don't…'
Headmistress Holbrooke spread her arms, presenting her new teammates. "Welcome to the red team. It rust you three will get along swimmingly."
Oh god. She actually said 'Swimmingly' who even says that? Why was that the first thought in her head?
This is terrible!
She had to be in a team with these two?! She had to spend four years with these...these, strangers?!
She felt like she was going to pass out for the third time today.
Akko flew to inspect the new merchandise with a merchant's eye. "Hhmm. Lotte is nice enough, but" she floated to the other girl, affectionately nicknamed 'Shark Girl'.
The transparent ghost pointed at the evil shark teeth while shaking her head with a disapproving look. "Stay away from this one. She's even more crazier than you."
Ugh.
Somewhere in the depths of her mind a mini Hannah lay dead on the floor, her tiny cheerleader outfit stained red from a pool of blood.
Was it too late to get expelled?
Note:
So hopefully I wrote Barbara correctly and their relationship, whatever it is. I don't even know what relationship those two have canon-wise. And I don't know how I should write their relationship in this story. Is it close friendship, deep friendship, borderline romantic deep friendship, outright romantic?
The world may never know. Because I sure as hell don't. I'll make a decision eventually, just not today.
Also, I don't know if I should tone down on the dialogue. It felt like I wrote too much talking and not enough of anything else. If there's one thing I learned with this whole writing thing is that it's a balancing act. It bothers me if I have too much of one thing and barely enough of another. It feels like I'm doing something wrong and I should correct it.
Who knows, maybe I'm just crazy.
Another thing. Hopefully I didn't make Akko act too blasé with her own death. I plan on touching up on it further in the story. I just couldn't find the time or moment to fit it in.
and yes, I totally saddled Hannah with Akko's would-be teammates. I just wanted to involve those two for some reason. It feels like the essence of the show revolves around Akko and her team. So...Tada! We got red team member Hannah.
If you're wondering what would happen to blue team now that Hannah is in Red, I have something. I don't know if I should say what it is here though. Is that technically spoiler? Such a tiny scrap of info counts as a spoiler? I'm not sure.
Tawogfan I hope this chapter answers your question. It took a lot more words than I thought it would getting that information out heh. I would have written it anyways even if no one asked, I can't just leave such background info out of the story.
PorSupuest0 You are not overthinking it, you are actually thinking it the right amount! Argh! I honestly did not think of that. When I was writing it I was basing the scene from the plotline in the movies. Specifically, the scene in the parade where Amanda was flying all over the place in town. I did not remember that they couldn't fly in the actual show. Um, Oops. You are actually the second person to tell me that they called off their plans to write a story because they read my story which was similar to what they were going to write. I'm like "What! So I basically missed out on two possible stories because of mine!? What!" Lol, I don't know if I already said this, but I started writing fanfiction because I wanted this fandom to have more stories in it. The fact that two people told me that they didn't write because I already wrote the premise for them…. It makes me wonder how many other people called off their stories because they read mine and just didn't tell me. Oh man.
Waywardbot Thanks for that. I actually studied an eight second clip on youtube that had one of Hannah's lines on it. "Those dumb romance novels? It's so embarrassing seeing adults cosplay." was the line. And that told me a bit about her personality and word choice. She is judgemental, she calls romance novels dumb and she says it's an embarrassment for grown people to do things she perceives as childish and isn't shy on voicing her loaded opinions. "What even is all this?" is a line that told me about her diction and word choice. That once sentence sounds pretty casual and not as slang as Amanda's would and not quite as proper and articulate as Diana's. Basically her grammar is close to Akko's, the middle ground.
Guest, Hope I can keep that excitement tbh. I don't know how this will turn out. Life is unpredictable.
PTKadota Thanks. I spent a lot more time than I would like proofreading my freaking story as I type and it's torture. Lol.
Anyways, Hope you guys like the story(That goes to any silent viewers too). Well I hope at least one person still likes the story. And if not, then I think I'll keep the story going hoping someone will pick it up.
See ya, guys.