#victova

Camp was quiet. Far too quiet. Then again, most of the people who resided here were asleep. It’s not like they had a choice. Willa, who’d been a now self known camp counselor had sent mostly everyone to bed. Well, ironic coming from a werewolf when folks would say they don’t sleep at night under the moonlight. Now, that’s a different case for Nova. Nova couldn’t sleep, instead, she was sitting by the unlit fireplace. She heard the slight rustling of leaves behind her. In same old Nova fashion, she stood to her feet, turning and pointing her stupid pencil.

In the dark of the night, Nova noticed a specific boy, her expression softening slightly. “Victor, what’d I tell you before?” She mumbled slightly as she looked at the slightly taller boy, who had an innocent smile on his face. “Least I know you won’t attack me with it?” Victor spoke as he looked at Nova with an innocent look remaining. “But I told you not to sneak up on me.” She then retorted, pocketing the pencil into her pants pockets. “Okay, okay. No more sneaking up on you, got it.” He playfully rolled his eyes right after, no intent. 

Nova let out a soft sigh eventually, continuing to sit by the fire. Victor had sat besides her, staring into the flames as they danced a rhythmic pattern. “I’m gonna miss this.” Victor would mumble aloud, making Nova lift in her head in response. “Miss what?” She questioned softly, like she was confused. That’s when Victor motioned to the two of them. “This. Us.” He’d explain, gently taking one of Nova’s hands into his own afterwards. “Our chemistry, how we work well together.” Before Victor went rambling, Nova smiled and spoke. “It doesn’t have to end now, you know that?”

That made Victor’s brows furrow in confusion. “What?” He spoke aloud, watching Nova with his expression now confused. “Camp may be slowly ending, but we can still hang out.” Nova explained, standing to her feet and taking Victor’s hands into her own. “And now that the orchard is restored, we can always meet there and talk. Or walk along the forest’s path.” She continued to explain, gently pulling Victor to his feet, in which the red and black haired boy complied. “We can always come back here, the two of us, and just.. Do whatever we want, really.” That’s true! 

Victor, in response, hummed and nodded his head. “Yeah.. yeah, we can..” He mumbled in response before turning so his back was to the fire, turning Nova so she was closer to the log they’d been sitting on a couple seconds ago. He’d rather get burnt than have her get injured. “In that case..” He had gone to let go of Nova’s hand, doing a theatrical bow as well. “Would you, Nova Bright, dance with me?” He asked, with such a dramatic tone. Which, in response, Nova would laugh and nod her head, taking his hand. “Of course I will.”

Was there music? No. But who needed it when you were with someone you cared deeply about? That’s the important thing. If you’re with someone you care about, you can create the music yourself. But, Nova was humming something. Before she smiled up at Victor. He had recognized the humming, holding a smile. “Now, this might sound kind of crazy,” He started, gently swaying with the girl of his dreams. Literally. “But I recognize that smile..” His voice was low, soft. “Well we must both be insane then,” Nova replied; “Because I swear I’ve known you a while..” Truth again.

“It’s good to see you crystal clear, had a vision, now you’re here..” Victor hummed softly as the two continued to sway. As the two danced together, neither had noticed they were being watched. Zed and Addison, from where they stood on their little balcony, held smiles. “They remind me of two someones we knew..” Addison was first to speak, looking up to her boyfriend, whose smile never faltered. “Yeah.. us.” Zed replied softly. He didn’t want to break the comfort air that surrounded the vampire and daywalker. “They’ll be the next group to unite more creatures, don’t you think?”