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Mind and Soul
It was something no one noticed until she mentioned it. She was hit with a ball once, had the bad habit of running against furniture. Some incidents had left scars, but this particular one, she couldn't even remember how she got it. She always rubbed it then thinking, made the process easier, or so she thought. Her own eyes went from the candle towards Elizabeth. The petite girl looked weird without her glasses and pigtails. The limegreen pyjama didn't actually help. From her perspective, Elly didn't have a good fashion sense, heck ,she didn't have one at all. And upon reaching that thought the red-headed girl's eyes narrowed a bit.

"What? Are you going waiting for a prize to pop out?" she asked. Gwen was taken aback.
"Wha-? No, no. I just, you know, thought, like, you know," the girl stammered. Elizabeth sighed again.
"No, no, I don't," she answered then, she didn't have the ability to read minds and this was one of the cases she was somewhere between sad and angry because of that.
Gwen tried to regain herself, "Look, I have to ask this ghost something important."
"It isn't about Miss Scarlets reaction when you tell her you failed to do the work over the holidays, right?" asked Elizabeth and upon seeing Gwen taken aback again by the suprise of her plan being displayed so openly, she sighed again.
"Look, she'll be as angry as always, also, why didn't you just DO it. That would've been so much easier. I finished mine before the vacation even started," she told her friend proudly.
Gwen frowned again, "Sorry that I have a life and stuff to do, besides school."
The third person looked at her for a second before saying, "Stuff to do? You spend most of the vacation on your bed," with a laugh.

Gwen looked into a different direction. It was true. She could've done her homework, instead she had always done something different or done nothing at all. It was a dilemma she had faced since her first day, something that had cost her a great deal of pride. Every teacher looked at her grimly, knowing about her grand laziness and the other students tried to avoid working together with her. It was nasty. Worst of all: She knew about it, she was perfectly aware of her failure and over the years had yet perfectly ignored it.

"Let's just do it, alright," she said sternly. Thinking again, that she was just futily attempting to escape reality. Though knowing that didn't stop her.

She held out her hands, for the others to take. "We're going to do it now."

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