"Cynthia, it's 1:00am. Why are you climbing out your bedroom window?" Dad asked me.
"I...I just wanted some fresh air! You know, this room can get kinda stuffy." I reply. There is no way I'm telling Dad about my secret mission.
"Okay...well, you need to go back to sleep, or you'll be tired at Grandma's house tomorrow."
"Grandma's house?"
"Oh, I forgot that was supposed to be a secret. Pretend like I didn't tell you when mom tells you tomorrow. But for now, go to sleep."
Nothing could make me listen faster. I am only of the only people in the world who have a real fairy grandmother. It's kinda like having a normal grandmother, except better because all the treats she spoils me with are magical. And it can help me with my plan. I'll bring a magical fairy charm back with me, and give it to Connor. Obviously I'm a fairy, so I can do magic. I'm not very good, but it's still possible. To keep me safe, I can only do fairy magic in the Fae World, but once I turn eighteen, (which will be very soon) I'll be able to do magic anywhere. That's probably why I'm going to Fairy Grandmother's house, to learn magic!
I try to go back to sleep, but with all the excitement it's hard.
The next morning, despite having a very limited sleep due to my intense excitement for the events of the following day, I wake up refreshed and ready to take on the world. I need to figure out what I will wear to the Fae World today. Something that speaks magic. I have a flower crown (yes, I know those went out of style years ago, but come on, it's the fairy world, they've gotta love fairy crowns) and the pale purple petals contrast beautifully with my ebony hair. I have a purple crop top with a sequenced flower tied with a thin ribbon to one sleeve (they're short sleeves, so the flower is on my shoulder) and a nice light blue ripped jeans mini skirt. I match all that with some brown wedges. Now it's time for makeup. I use a gel eyeliner (It's the best kind out there. I know for a fact that Alice uses a pencil eyebrow pencil for her eyes and eyebrow, which is absolutely absurd and low class. Disgusting. I can't believe Alice is even my competition. This is why all the good girls are single. :( ) and I add some sparkly lilac eyeshadow, combined with a glittery pink highlighter, and killer blood red lipstick. I look at myself in the mirror, and the fact is I'm pretty cute. I make my way downstairs, the fashion statement of the family. And then my dad has to ruin it all.
"Cynthia, you're going to visit your grandma's, not a strip club, please go change into something more appropriate."
"Michael!" My mom puts in.
Maybe she's going to save my incredibly cute outfit?
"You're not supposed to tell her yet! It's a secret!".
Oh. Maybe not.
"Cynthia, please go change into something appropriate, you can keep the makeup though. But get down here quickly, we have to go soon!"
I trudge up the stairs again, disappointed that I have to say goodbye to this adorable outfit. But hey, at least I'm going to be learning magic. I put on some simpler clothes (it's a white blouse tucked into a violet skirt which reaches to the middle of my thighs) and head downstairs again, where Mom is preparing the Portal.