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And with Nimueh's blessing, Morgana started talking to Merlin more and more. On October 3rd, he asked me what day it was.
"It's October 3rd," she replied, a bit too enthusiastically, but he didn't notice.
Two weeks later, they spoke again.
"It's raining," he stated, turning in his chair slightly.
"Yeah," she agreed. But Morgana wanted things to move faster. So she followed her instincts.
"Hey, I'm totally lost. Can you help me?" she asked. Of course, she wasn't lost.
"Yeah, course," Merlin replied. Morganaknew exactly what Ms. Tregor was talking about. "It's a factorial, so you multiply each one by N." He was wrong.
"Is that the summation?" she asked.
"Yeah, they're the same thing." Wrong. He was so wrong.
"Thanks. I... I get it now," she said as he turned back around.
"Lights, please. OK. See you guys tomorrow!" Ms Tregor shouted, dismissing the class. Everyone began to shuffle and leave. Merlin turned around to face Morgana again.
"We're having a Halloween party at my friend Leon's tonight. You wanna come?"
"Oh, because Arthur isn't allowed to throw any, right?" she asked, sniggering. The food pretty much banned them from doing anything at the manor.
"Yeah, you and Arthur sure have a streak for trouble," Merlin joked.
"Haha! Yeah, sure. I'll come with Arthur," she responded to his earlier question.
"Great. Here's where it is," he chirped, passing her a flier with the address. "It's a costume party. People get pretty into it."
"OK."
"That flier admits one person only, so don't bring some other guy with you," he demanded, almost flirtatiously.
"Grool!" she blurted out. He raised an eyebrow at her. "I meant to say "cool" and then I started to say "great"," Morgana corrected herself, feeling like an idiot.
"Right. Well... grool. See you tonight," he said smoothly, before walking out.
"Hey, Cornwall. You staying for the Mathletes meeting?" Cedric asked.
"Yeah, I'll be right back."
That was a lie. But Morgana had to go home and work on her costume. In the regular world, Halloween was when children dress up in costumes and beg for candy. But what she didn't know was that in the Girl World, Halloween was the one night a year when a girl could dress like a total slut and no other girls could say anything about it. The hard-core girls just wore lingerie and some form of animal ears.
"Doesn't she look great, honey?" Cailleach asked, her proud looking husband as she shot photos of their daughter in slutty poses wearing lingerie and animal ears.
"What are you?" Sophia asked confused as she eyed Morgause.
"I'm a mouse!"
Unfortunately, no one told Morgana about the slut rule. So she showed up wearing a white dress, the neckline rimmed with fake blood and a white veil. She also wore artificial teeth and mad, dark make up.
"Hey," Morgana greeted upon seeing Morgause and Sophia. The former wore a short black dress and mouse ears whereas the tinier girl went for a skin tight black leather full body outfit. Morgause gasped and spilled her drink.
"Why are you dressed so scary?" Morgause asked.
"It's Halloween," her younger sister replied.
"Have you seen Valiant?" Sophia asked desperately.
"You know who's looking fine tonight? Arthur Pendragon," Morgause said dreamily. Morgana almost threw up.
"OK, you did not just say that," Sophia replied.
"What? He's a good kisser..."
"He's your cousin!" Morgana froze. This dumb bimbo WAS her sister. Their mum and Arthur's mum were sisters so they were all cousins, as well as half siblings.
"Yeah, but he's my first cousin."
"Right."
"So you have your cousins and then you have your first cousins, then you have your second cousins..." Morgause trailed off, confused.
"No, honey," Sophia replied.
"That's not right, is it?" the blonde asked.
"That is so not right," her best friend agreed.
"Hey!" Merlin called.
"Hey," Morgana replied, turning away from her friends.
"You made it. And you are... a zombie bride," he guessed.
"An 'ex-wife'" Morgana corrected, doing quotation marks with her fingers.
"Love it. Can I get you something to drink?" he offered.
"Yeah!"
"Be right back," he said going off.
"Thanks." Morgana turned her gaze back to her sister and friend. Morgause waved at Arthur.
"Morgause, stop it," Sophia snapped. "Don't, Morgause..."
Regardless of her best friend, Morgause ran off calling "Hey, Arthur!"
Merlin walked through the crowd with a drink for Morgana when his ex approached him.
"Hey," Nimueh chimed.
"Oh, no. Didn't anybody tell you? You were supposed to wear a costume," he teased.
"Shut up. I need to talk to know that girl Morgana?" she gestured towards her 'friend.'
"Yeah, she's cool. I invited her tonight," Merlin responded. Nimueh saw the smug, dreamy look on Merlin's face.
"Well, be careful because she has a huge crush on you," she blurted out, intending for it to freak him out.
"Really? How do you know?" he asked, getting all excited.
"Because she told me. She tells everybody. It's kind of cute, actually. She's like a little girl. She, like, writes all over her notebook, 'Mrs. Merlin Ambrosius.' And she made this T-shirt that says 'I heart Merlin' and she wears it under all her clothes," Nimueh babbled.
"Oh, come on," Merlin said disbelievingly.
"Well, who can blame her? I mean, you're gorgeous. And OK, look, I'm not saying she's a stalker, but she saved this tissue you used and she said she's gonna do some kind of magic with it to make you like her."
"What? She has magic?" He stared at her whilst she chanced a glance at Morgana who was watching happily. This was it. Nimueh said she would talk to Merlin for her, and now she was.
"Yeah, like us, but she doesn't know how to use it like me, a high priestess. I know she's kind of socially retarded and weird, but she's my friend, so just promise me you won't make fun of her."
"Of course I'm not gonna make fun of her," Merlin scoffed. Morgana's heart beated faster as they both waved at her. How could Elena hate Nimueh? She was such a good... And then it hit her like a train when Nimueh threw herself on Merlin, kissing him ferociously. "Slut!" was the word that circled Morgana's mind as her eyes started to water. She got out of there fast.
"What are you doing? You broke up with me," Merlin exclaimed, pushing Nimueh away.
"That's crazy. Why would I break up with you? You're so hot," she whispered huskily and kissed him again.
Morgana ran out of the house taking her fake teeth out as a guy fell off the fence when he saw her.
"That's a scary mask, bro," his mate said to her.
She had never felt this feeling before. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears. Her stomach felt like it was going to fall out her butt. She had this lump in her throat like after a person dry-swallowed a big pill. She hated Nimueh. She hated her!
Elena and Trickler were watching a movie when Morgana broke in. Their first instinct was to scream.
"She took him back. Nimueh took Merlin back!" she cried.
"Oh, no, Morgan!" Elena exclaimed, hugging her best female friend.
"Why would she do that?"
"Because she's a life-ruiner. She ruins people's lives!" Elena replied solemnly.
"When we were thirteen she made people sign this petition - saying that Elena was..."
"Trickler! Please! Look, she's not gonna get away with this again, OK? We're gonna do something!" Elena cut her best guy friend off from revealing her biggest secret.
"We are?" Morgana asked hoarsely. She sat down and took her veil off. Elena wrote on the blackboard.
"Nimueh Isle is an evil dictator. Now, how do you overthrow a dictator? You cut off her resources. Nimueh would be nothing without her high-status man candy..." Elena started, pointing at 'Merlin Ambrosius' on the top of the list. "...technically good physique..." she pointed at 'hot body' "...and ignorant band of loyal followers," she finished pointing at the last point, 'Army of skanks.'
"Okay," Morgana said.
"Now, Morgan, if we want this to work, you are gonna have to keep hanging out with them like nothing is wrong. Can you do it?" Elena asked.
"I can do it."
"OK, let's rock this bitch!"
A/N: Oooh, bad word.