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A @KatKook and @Melissa collaboration
Featuring Joanne Lynn and Aiden Howard

Jo turned around after leaving Samantha to herself. She really wanted to keep that promise of lunch with her so that they could catch up more, after all, Samantha was her best friend and it gave her a ton of comfort knowing that she was around. But there was something that she needed to deal with now, and that was the tour with the Liberty student, Aiden Howard. She spotted Rico with some tall Korean guy down the hall and she could tell that the Korean guy was not liking it one bit. Jo was expecting the same from Aiden but that was not going to stop her- she was feeling herself, she had finally met Sam, and JJ accepted her breakfast bagel, all was good.

She went around looking for this Aiden, and slammed into a tall blonde guy by the entrance of the building. He was obviously not a Rosefell kid so she took a wild swing at it.

"Uhh… Aiden…? Aiden Howard?" She asked, straining her neck just to look up at the man.

After begrudgingly parting ways with his love, the older Howard sibling already found himself in a rotten mood. That was the way it usually went- whilst spending time with Fiamma his heart felt full and the moment he had to pretend they weren’t anything more than friends it became empty again. And so, Aiden stood in the waiting area with his arms crossed and lips in a thin line, gaze locked on his redheaded girlfriend who stood across the hall also waiting for her tour guide. He was so focused on keeping a watchful eye on her that he didn’t have time to move out of the way before a shorter blonde collided into him.

“Jesus, watch where you’re going.” He stated, immediately irked that she didn’t stop herself before crashing into him. But as she introduced herself, he could only guess that this was his tour guide. Damn, what was her name… Josie? Jennifer? No, it was… “Joanne. Guess you’re showing me around this pit?” He glanced down at her name tag in order to recall her name and quickly over to Fiamma before looking back at the blonde girl.

Jo rubbed her forehead and shook her head, the guy had a hard chest so she got dazed a little from slamming into him. She took a step back to have a look at what was in front of her and nodded to herself. He spoke and Jo had to snap herself out of her thoughts to reply to what he was saying.

"Watch where I was-...? Oh right! Yeah, I’m Jo, don’t call me Joanne, your tour guide thingy… Welcome to Rosefell!" She exclaimed, waving her hand around like the school was the most interesting thing in the world. Spoiler alert: It was not, and she was sure it would never be. She grabbed him by his wrist then immediately let go after seeing him, this guy probably has a girlfriend who is definitely the jealous type, so she had to keep her touchy nature at bay. She then moved to hold him by the sleeve of his shirt and practically started dragging him through Rosefell.

"The Jo special tour starts here!" She exclaimed with a little spring in her step.

Joelle - well, Jo’s enthusiasm was nauseating. How could someone be so excited about being at Rosefell? Aiden was less than pleased to be there, and it was clear in the grimacing expression he currently had on his face as well as his moody disposition. On top of all that, he had to watch out of the corner of his eye as another guy put the moves on his girlfriend. Before he could intervene, his guide pulled him away unwillingly, and the blonde boy rolled his eyes. “I highly doubt there’s anything special about this place… let’s just make this quick.” He shook Jo’s hand off of his arm, “And hands off, that’s my throwing arm. I don’t need it pulled out of it’s socket for christ sake.”

Jo held her hand in the air for a moment when Aiden shook it off, she then clapped her hands together before continuing.

"Alright alright, sorry! I’m on the basketball team, can’t help it." She let out, trying to lighten up the situation. She continued walking, leading him through the school, "Alright, you’ve seen the classrooms all over the place, but the tour starts..." She then opened a set of double doors and opened the gym, the basketball court to be exact. "This is where the good games happen, well… Will happen." She then lead him out of the gym and onto the field, "But this is probably where you’ll be spending most of your time, afterall, you did say throwing arm." She then pointed behind the bleachers, "I don’t know what your vibe is but if you ever need uh… Urr..." She then thought what Rico might say in this situation and awkwardly continued, "G-Grass? Dude whatever, if you want weed it’s there, there’s a bunch of people there all the time." Jo added.

Basketball team? Aiden tried his best to hold in an incredulous laugh. While he was no misogynist in any way, shape, or form, he had a hard time believing that this girl could play. As they entered the gymnasium, the blonde boy was underwhelmed. The facilities at Liberty were top tier professional regulation and these were well… not. “I’m sure,” The boy replied sarcastically as Jo walked him down the court towards another set of double doors. He highly doubted that the basketball team was any good- or rather that any of the teams were good. Deep down he knew the Liberty kids would be Rosefell’s saving grace this season when it came to stats.

Aiden hoped that the fields outside would be more impressive, but he was sadly mistaken as the two of them emerged from the gym to find a lackluster football field and soccer nets in front of them. But wait… there were no Lacrosse nets? Maybe they were in storage. “Yeah, I’m Liberty’s star Lacrosse player… you guys do have a team right? The boy asked almost fearfully. But he laughed in the girl’s face as she brought up the transactions that tended to occur under the bleachers. “Yeah right, like I’ll be buying from Rosefell kids anytime soon… I have my own dealer, sweetheart, thank you very much.” Aiden replied in a tone that was evidently high and mighty.

Jo noticed out of the corner of her eye when Aiden was stifling laughter, she chuckled under her breath; these were the type of people she loved proving wrong, and with how the tour was going, she might have to do more than just show him her skills with a basketball. When Aiden asked about Lacrosse, Jo just shrugged giving him a smug look. It was clear that these two just did not click.

"Dunno, probably? Maybe? I’m going to say yes even though the answer is probably no, if there is Lacrosse, I guess it’s new with you guys coming here," Said Jo, wiping that smug grin off her face, she pointed behind her towards the gym over her shoulder with her thumb "I’m in the gym during my training so I never get to see it." After that came his comment about the daily little exchanges at the bleachers, the word sweetheart really annoyed her, the combination of his attitude and how rude he was being throughout the whole tour was really working her up; but Jo being Jo, she was trying her best to lock it in a box inside of her and throw it in a river.

"Alright, uh..." She swished her hand to point into a different direction and walked there, straight to the... "Cafeteria! I’m going to agree with what you’re going to say here, the food isn’t great and I doubt they’ll ever be, but it’s got it’s charm." She crossed her arms and pointed to where the kitchen was, "If you ever see a little brownish orange concoction with meat chunks in it, stay away." Jo continued, "A few places left, but I don’t think you’re going to care too much about them, but I have to show you them so you’re coming whether you like it or not." She stated.

As Jo droned on, Aiden couldn’t help but let his mind drift to think about what Fiamma was doing. The thought of her being around a guy, especially a Rosefell kid, made his blood boil. The goofy blonde he saw her with seemed like the type to pull a move or two, which did not please him one bit. He had to go and find them and break up the tour before things went… haywire. What brought the blonde boy back to his senses was Ms. WNBA still rambling on. Seeming to completely ignore his unamusement, she continued the tour, much to the blonde boy’s disappointment. It was when the girl made her last statement that Aiden clasped his hands together in frustration and began to speak roughly.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Jo, I don’t need to come with you and I’m not going to.” He stated, annoyance clear in his strained voice. “So if you’ll excuse me, I have much better things to do than tour around this pit of a school.” Almost making himself laugh, he shook his head and backed away, “God this place is such a fucking joke.”

Jo closed her eyes as she watched Aiden walk away. He was really being annoying so she was trying to calm herself down, a few deep breaths and she was back in the rhythm but she was not going to let someone be rude to her like that. She quickly jogged after him and blocked his path.

"Alright, listen," She said, raising her hand to stop him before crosing her arms and continuing, "I get that you’re not the type to enjoy this type of thing but man..." She took a step back, pretty much really annoyed at this point but she should have expected this, "I’m trying to just show you around, are you this mean to everyone else? You’re not going to survive the year if you’re like that." She turned around and spoke over her shoulder, "Even animals learn to adapt." With that being said, she walked away. This was very unlike Jo and even she knew it, she wanted to apologise but then he would look down at her again. She just kept walking in hopes that her words actually meant something.

“Survive the year? What, like you think I’m bottom of the food chain and need to cooperate to stay afloat?” The blonde boy scoffed, this girl not even understanding his place in the hierarchy of things. At Liberty, Aiden was a god among men. He could practically do whatever he wanted and say whatever he wanted- clearly Jo didn’t get that. But she would… eventually. As she walked away, he shook his head. “Whatever, I’m out of here.” Picking up his own pace, he made his way towards the front of the school. If he was quick, maybe he’d be able to intercept Fiamma’s tour and have a few minutes with her before the first period.


The sound of seatbelts unbuckling and car doors opening roused the blonde in the passenger’s seat from her slumber with a start. Eyes flying open, she looked around and was met with the sight of the Williamson’s Inn- they had arrived in Gary. Not realizing she had dozed off towards the end of the trip, Maggie was surprised that the others didn’t wake her. Hopefully they didn’t think she was being rude by falling asleep... it was certainly not her intention. When it came down to it, talking with the other witches for nearly 8 hours was exhausting for the shy girl, so it wasn’t completely out of character that she closed her eyes for a bit.

After gathering the belongings she had held onto in the front seat, the bookworm nimbly slid out of the car and grabbed her duffel bag from the trunk. Darkness had fallen a few hours prior, but the eerie silence was enough to send shivers up Maggie’s spine. As they said in the movies, it was quiet- too quiet. She was thankful though that Rowan took the lead and cut through the stillness of the night, offering up instructions to the group for checking in and meeting in one of the rooms. Admittedly (and also pretty evidently) the blonde was more of a follower than a leader, so if someone had to spearhead this mission she was confident that Rowan had the chops to do so.

Following suit, Maggie made her way behind the others to the room they’d be staying in, their lackluster accommodations revealed as the door creaked open. It definitely wasn’t the nicest hotel room she’d ever been in, but it would do for the purpose of their travels. Setting her bag down on the bed closest to the window, she sighed and began to go through the checklist her father had instilled in her since she was younger. According to him, you were only as safe as the room you were in and it was important to figure out what resources you had from the get-go if your magic failed you. First were the locks: the deadbolt and locks on the front door, locks on the bathroom door, locks on the windows. God forbid if an enemy (in this case, the Vampires) were to track them back here, it was important to understand how secure the group was in their own quarters. Following that were any items in the room that could be used to barricade the doors: a dresser, a coffee table, the pull-out couch. And lastly were items that could be used to defend yourself if your spells or weapons were to no avail: the ironing board in the closet, the iron itself, and the heavy bible that could be found in every hotel room.

After acclimating to her surroundings (as well as taking a few calming breaths), Maggie decided it would be best to freshen up before the meeting and before whatever they were to try and accomplish tonight. Grabbing a change of clothes from her duffle as well as some miscellaneous skin products, she went into the bathroom where she washed her face and slipped on an oversized black sweatshirt and black leggings. Sure, they would use spells and charms to render themselves incognito, but matching the dark surroundings wouldn’t hurt either. Emerging minutes later, she spent the rest of the time before the meeting flipping through a few pages of the novel she brought in order to center herself.

And then the nine of them were together again discussing their plan. Maggie had propped herself on her bed, legs crossed tensely as she listened to the various ideas being thrown around by Rowan and Jean Luc. Neither of them were bad ideas, in fact the two of them were being quite rational in their proposals, but the blonde knew that in order to be most effective in their hunt the group would have to mix both approaches. They had to leave no stone unturned if they were to be successful and make it back to the coven house… alive.

“We need to do both.” Maggie blurted boldly. Not anticipating how commanding and strong that would sound, she clarified. “I, um… what I mean is, some of us should go out tonight to see what we can find and some of us need to explore the town in the morning.” With another breath the blonde stood, uncharacteristically offering herself up and not falling behind or silent. “I got some shut-eye in the car and feel well rested enough, so I’ll go with Jean-Luc. He’s right that the vampires are only active in the night and if we want to see what we’re facing we can’t just idly stand by.” Looking around at the rest of the group nervously, she completed her train of thought.

“Who else wants to come?”
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