Aradia
"You have got to be kidding me!" Poppy yelled loudly.
"No, anyway, I don't see why you're protesting so much." Aradia answered calmly.
"Where do I start?" Poppy said, exasperated. "For starters, how can you not like it?"
"It's only music Poppy." Aradia answered, still as calm as ever. Despite their almost constant arguing Aradia and Poppy were best friends. A lot of the time people were extremely wary of the maiden of all witches, plus there was the fact she was blind so most people didn't really want to talk to her, never mind argue. However, since the first time they had met Poppy had never shrunk away, instead she took everything in her stride and never worried about saying what happened to be on her mind. Even when Aradia offered to teach her Poppy simply shrugged her shoulders and said, "I suppose it's about time I learned."
Aradia liked Poppy's outgoing personality and Poppy liked Aradia's quiet strength but no matter how much Poppy liked Aradia that didn't mean that she would let her get away with claiming her taste in music was narrow and dull. This was in fact what they were currently arguing over.
"Listen, witch, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the type of music I listen to." Poppy said at a more normal volume.
"I never said that there was, just that you need to broaden your musical horizons." Aradia answered.
Poppy growled at her friend whose smile was more amused than anything else. Poppy stormed off to find James, most likely so that she could talk his ear off complaining. Aradia leant back in her seat and ran her fingers delicately over the polished surface of the old oak table. Aradia often fantasised about having a soulmate but it appeared that it wasn't her destiny. As well as being maiden of all the witches she was also gifted with visions. So, as troublesome as it could sometimes be, being able to see the future came in handy more often than not. Of course future events were never concrete and certain but Aradia saw that as more of a good thing.
Slowly Aradia got to her feet and promptly collided with someone who she hadn't actually heard come into the room. He was warm and at least a head taller than her but that was all she could tell.
"Sorry." Aradia said.
"That's okay." A low, male voice replied.
Thinking carefully Aradia nodded in his direction before stepping around him and making her way slowly to the door.
Eli
Eli was humming to himself and sitting in one of the many corridors when John Quinn came across him.
"Eli, why the hell are you humming and actually smiling?" Quinn asked, shocked.
Eli jumped slightly and then grinned up at Quinn from where he was sat on the floor. "Good evening Quinn. Isn't life great!"
Quinn looked like he was about to pass out any second. "Okay, who are you and what have you done with Eli Finn!"
Eli jumped to his feet and said, "I met a girl."
"Oh, alright then." Quinn said simply before starting to walk again.
"That's it?" Eli asked.
"Trust me you don't have to say another word." Quinn said.
"Don't you even want to know who it is?" Eli asked.
"Fine, who is it?" Quinn asked, humouring his friend.
"I don't know." Eli admitted, frowning thoughtfully.
"Well then why did you ask me if I wanted to know who it was?" Quinn asked, rolling his eyes.
"Will you see if you know who she is if I point her out to you?" Eli begged.
"Sure, but if she's imaginary I'm going to be extremely disappointed." Quinn said dramatically.
Eli glared at Quinn for a few minutes before grabbing Quinn's arm and dragging him down the corridor. Finally, they came to a stop outside of a perfectly normal door. Eli motioned for Quinn to be quiet, and then Eli pushed the door open a tiny bit and pointed her out. Quinn's eyes grew wide and he backed away from the door and motioned for Eli to follow him. Eli shut the door silently and followed Quinn down the extremely long corridor.
"You really don't know who that is?" Quinn asked Eli. Eli shook his head and looked at Quinn excitedly.
"Eli, that's Aradia, maiden of all the witches." Quinn told him.
That was when Eli actually passed out.