***Ella***
I grab some chilli con carne for dinner from the food station and happily take a seat at our usual table.
"You seem...bouncy," Annabelle says, eyeing me curiously.
"I may definitely seem buoyant as I tried air for the first time today!" I exclaim brightly, "it was really fun."
"Uh huh....and this good mood you're in doesn't have anything to do with the hot mess you're having fun with, does it?" she asks, arching one eyebrow. I am genuinely surprised by what she is implying.
"Will? Ha...Oh, no, we are just friends, strictly greenhouse friends only. Please don't call him a 'hot mess', you don't know what he's been through," I reply, laughing awkwardly at what Annabelle is implying.
"What's gotten our resident faerie looking so darn awkward?" Freya asks as she puts her tr
