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Presley Black 
Presley was surprised that this letter was being delivered to her now, instead of at breakfast. But she'd been expecting the letter, a reply to her own. From her brother's fiance. Whatever she wrote, Presley hoped it wasn't to the effect of 'You're rude and I hate you, I'm glad your brother is finally on my side, don't write to me again.' Because one more person against her, Presley couldn't handle that right now. She took the letter from the familiar looking Owl and fished in her bag for some treats. When she handed a couple to the post owl her own owl, Mercury flew down and nipped at her fingers in indignation. Presley sighed and fished out a couple more for him. "Thanks," she said to the post owl, nodding.
She grinned. Elliot had missed her too. She suddenly didn't feel so alone anymore. Because she had Elliot Morganzo on her side, and there wasn't any other friend Presley would rather have told about her problem. "Yeah, I guess I missed you," she laughed lightly.
Had she made up with her father. Absolutely not. No way. "I'm thinking about cutting him out of my life entirely," she admitted. "I don't want to worry about him and his opinions, and I definitely don't want him to control my life." But she would wait for Elliot's thoughts on the matter before taking any action.
Bah, Stop with the mush, please! Elliot rolled her eyes, and took a step towards the huge window...it was a pleasant day, wasn't it? She wondered how it was in France. "
What's the weather like in France right now?" she asked randomly, but in her mind, it wasn't. Was Dani wearing a coat if it was cold? Was she being good? How was her French? She had been thinking these things a lot lately.
she sounded like her mother. And it scared Elliot just a bit.
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NO! Elliot grabbed the other girl's wrist..."
You can NOT do that! No! It would social suicide...and plus, Miss Black, it would be appalling to your family. You'll be blotted off the tree, go down in history as one of the worst Blacks EVER! Even worse than being in Hufflepuff!" she cried, not caring that Presley's cousin Awar was in Hufflepuff...because Elliot didn't even like her.
Sure, Elliot disliked her father sometimes...disliked the control he had on her life, disliked having to live in the obscure mountains of Scotland awaaaay from society because of his job(though, granted, their manor was amazing!) disliked having a little brother, and mostly disliked how little she got to see of her idol, she could never abandon her family. Never. It was almost like ...no, THE worst thing someone could do, in her book.
"We'll have freedom when we grow up. We will." She sounded hopeful...but she didn't know if she even believed the words.
And then, "
Where would you live, anyways, Presley. You're always welcome at my house, but you know the complications of that. And if you DO cut him off..." she sighed, and lowered her voice..."
My father might not let me be friends with you. Not that I would listen to him...but..." it just wouldn't be right.
Presley just coouldn't!!!!