Post by pandora evelyn hearth on Apr 21, 2013 15:54:08 GMT
What was with sleep and it just having a hatred for Pandora. It must have been the early hours of the morning but she was still awake. Eyes staring at the ceiling, they'd adjusted to the darkness a long time ago, she just wondered if she'd at least get a hour's worth of sleep soon. She really didn't want to class feeling like a zombie. Maybe she'd skip? Well, it depended on the lessons she had. Trying to think, she wondered what her timetable said. Biology first - definately skipping. No matter if she needed sleep or not. She avoided that room like the plague. She went on to think. Art, which her mother probably wouldn't mind her skipping if she blamed the lack of sleep. Then curses. Shit. Like Liam would let her skip. She frowned. Well, that sucked. She would just have to load herself up on coffee.
She chuckled softly. Curses on a coffee high? Well, that would certainly be fun. Probably not for Liam though. She tended to get a little crazy when she'd had too much caffeine. She'd feel sorry for any teacher that had to deal with her when she has a caffeine high. Sitting up she looked around her dorm room. All of her roommates were sleeping. The lucky people. Then her eyes caught a pair of shining eyes. At the bottom of her bed, Hades stirred and was staring at his mistress. She patted the spare space next to her and he was instantly by her side. With a quiet laugh she began to snuggle the puppy.
Turning over, she grabbed her phone and looked at the time. The bright light filled the room for a second before she thrust it under her duvet. 3:07. Really? Letting out a small groan, the witch prayed that time would go faster. Maybe there was a spell for that? She slowly got up and crept over to her wardrobe. She pushed a few shoeboxes aside before opening one. It contained books. More specifically, spell books and Latin books.
Pandora had been studying quite hard recently, in secret of course. They'd tease her or something if they found out she was studying. She didn't know why she had this urge to improve, but she just wanted to make those that were helping her proud. And she really wanted to improve because then she could kick arse. Now that seemed awesome. The witch smirked. One of these days she would become a good witch. Picking up one of the spell books, she put everything back in her wardrobe and went back to her bed. She shone the light from her phone down on the book. A spell to make time fly... There had to be one.
