╳┊ CHERRY CHAPSTICK .

there was nothing worse than being the new girl in town, everybody talked and everybody stared.  (&) alice didn’t particularly like being the centre of attention, unless she was sorting out a case or giving a  lecture  about  her  clients  case. blue orbs scanned their surroundings, taking in her new town     attention soon interrupted by a pretty little blonde, hand already extended.  being  the decent human being that she was, she allowed a smile to form and extended her own hand, gently taking the others and giving a firm, but soft shake.

                                 ❛ alison … it’s nice too meet you. i’m alice.                                  you haven’t, i’m new to the town.  arrived                                  late just last night. ❜

❝ really? so, what brings you to rosewood? ‘cause it  definitely  isn’t  the scenery. we don’t have much of that here. just your average town. ❞

         “ Oh, you are one of those type of girls. ”

❝ & what exactly is that supposed to mean? ❞

He JERKS forward and quickly turns his head to the side to stare at the stranger.

                                  The new girl. 

     Ah, the girl that all the other bratty witches whispered && talked about.      as if she was poison but also the queen of spades. Kyle’s NOT so surprised.       whenever a new witch comes they never know whether to avoid them OR      befriend them. Bitches. Every single one of them. 

The Frankenstein butler lets out a small sigh and looks out the kitchen window, his hands gripping the edge of the counter top to support his weight. 

she would get to know him first, see just how psychotic he was for herself. she glanced towards the window he gazed  out  of,  already  lost  in  deep thought. icy orbs soon return to  the  butler,  she’s  fascinated  already.  a  warm smile spreads across her lips; still slightly devious, as always.  

❝ – – what happened to you? i mean -- -- why are you even here? ❞

   “ W–What is  w r o n g  with y–you!? ”

❝ chill out. i’m just taking a look at the new meat                                                             -- -- joking. ❞

                                      It’s just so WEIRD. 

         To be seen as something so common as a BUTLER yet still           not being totally there. Well, that IS what the SUPREME OF            ALL witches had said. And of course, she’s always right. 

- And as of right now he feels faint && distressed, his   hands shaking and quivering as if he was a murderer    who had gotten CAUGHT IN THE ACT!!! Slowly, he places   the tray down on the kitchen counter top and presses the   palm of his hand to his forehead, taking in a deep breath. 

she struts into the kitchen, blonde locks bouncing with each step.  it  isn’t until she notices the butler that she stops. it’s the  way  he  breaks  down,  the way he mutters out a word in distress. she then realises she might be able to get some fun out of this. she  moves  over  to  him,  a  brief  smirk  across her face. she’ll pretend  to  care,  but  right  now,  she  only  cares about herself.

❝ – – CHILL. at least you have this freaking  awesome  roof  above  your head. it can’t be all that bad being a butler, right? ❞

                       ‘ what the HELL are you doing out here alone ?                          don’t you watch the news ? he’s out here. look                          at the INJURIES on my face. GET BACK IN. ’

❝ what the hell are you talking about?                                       -- --  okay, QUICK. ❞

❝ – – right. i’m sorry, what do you even mean by that? ❞