WIP Wednesday

“I’m totally going to do some recon for you.”

Gabi knew she was going to regret telling Summer about him. Of course she was. Feeling her heart freeze in her chest, she looked up from the sketch she was working on, her eyes rounded with sheer terror. Gabi set her pencil down deliberately before glancing at the blonde who was currently lounging on her tattoo chair. “Um, no you’re not.”

Summer’s shiny pink lips curved upwards, mirth radiating from her in droves. “Yes. I’m totally doing this for you.”

“Summer.”

She slid off of the chair, rolling her bare ivory shoulders at the panicking tattoo artist. “It’s already decided,” Summer informed her as she headed out of her work space and for the front of the parlor. Gabi could feel her heart lurch into her throat in horror.

“No, no it’s not.” Gabi rose from her own seat, trailing after her best friend. “Come on, Summer. Be reasonable.”

“It’ll be fine, I promise.” She just waved Gabi off as she reached for the door. “Besides, it’s better to know now if he’s spoken for or not. It’ll save you some hurt down the road.”

“What road! I have no intention of going down any road!”

 

Update

“Kara?” At the inquisitive voice of her roommate, Waverly, Kara pocketed her black gloves. She took a moment to hang up her coat and keys, brushing the loose chestnut locks of her hair behind her ear. She uttered a brief curse under her breath at the thought  that it was a good idea to wear a dress today with a cold front coming in.

“Yeah, it’s me,” she called back in response, her voice taking a light teasing tone as she asked, “Were you expecting anyone else?”

“No, no.”  With a snort, Kara followed the sound of her roommate’s voice into the kitchen, spotting the kindergarten teacher immediately at the island.

 

What I’m working on

Briar winced at the volume of her father’s voice as he refused to allow the family of three, with one on the way if the rounding belly of the mother was anything to go by, to stay at their inn. She hated that he was so damned narrow minded about those who were magical. It was part of the reason why she kept her own secret so close to her heart.

She discovered that she had magic herself only two summers ago, and because she was magic, she knew then that she was adopted. Neither of her parents were magic. No one in their family was either.