Control - Enoch O'Connor [ON HOLD]

"ALRIGHT CHILDREN,everyone off to their rooms,it's almost bedtime!" Miss Peregrine announced after turning the lights back on.

"But we're not tired,miss!" Claire,already half asleep on the other side of the couch,began protesting,only getting a small smile in return.

Slowly,the younger ones were making their way up the stairs with Olive and Millard who was leading every single one to their rooms.

"I would like the rest of you to make your way up the stairs and to your rooms,children." Our headmistress eyed us before leaving the room.

"Alright,let us go to sleep." Hugh began getting on his feet only for me to pull him back down and let out a small laugh.

Fiona then decided to get up from my right,where she sat,"Good night,Atena.",she let out before taking Hughs hand in hers,helping him get on his feet and leaving the room with his hand still in hers.

Emma was the third one to go,letting out a "Good night." herself before closing the door behind her and disappearing into the dark hallway and up the stairs.

Enoch had gotten up,the gesture making me jump on my feet too, without letting a word out,not even turning his head and opened door and stepped out into the hallway and tried to close the door but was met with a hand holding it open.
My hand.

"Good night,Enoch." I said trying to get at least two words out of him yet only getting a quick "Night." in response.

Making my way up the stairs,stopping in the middle,I tried to get a last glance at my once very close friend,failing as he was already gone to the basement where he spend most of his night and days.
Not that I can judge him for doing so,back then,I used to be there with him,sleeping on the bed took down there while he slept on the chair with half his body on the desk.
We spend most of the days there,going to sleep in the early morning and most of the daytime,after our chores,was spent in the basement,him sculpting while I read or tired to convince him to share his clay so I could make dumb things out of it.

The next day,the same day as yesterday,didn't really have anything special to it either.
Getting up at the same time,my sleeping and waking up routine stayed the same.
Olive and Emma were on breakfast duty meaning we got half good food and half burned food as Olive would refuse to put her gloves back on after boiling water for tea.
My activity in chores was almost nonexistent as Fiona had asked Hugh to help her,the boy accepting and taking my part of the chores for today which left me bored for a while but I decided to make it up by trying to play football and failing because I never really understood the game.

"You're so bad at this,Atena,you're make me want to give up!" Millard yelled from the other side,trying to get the only ball we had left from one of the trees I managed to kick it in.

"Well,to be honest,I never said I had aim,Millard!" I yelled back,making Emma and Horace,who were peacefully reading in a trees shadows ,turn their heads to see what we were yelling about.

"Yes,I have realised it too late,now help me get that ball" He threw his arms in the air as if hoping it would fall in that exact moment in his hands.

"How do you imagine I would be able to get it out of a tree ten times bigger than me?" I asked him,an insolent tone in my voice.

Millard,slowly starting to kick the tree,let out a sigh,"God,can you do anything?"

"Do you ever shut up?" Enoch,making his way from the shadows he was hiding in,let out a tactless remark. "I'll get you that damn ball,just shut the fuck up,Millard." He said,getting up the tree and kicking the ball down with his foot only for it to land directly on his head earning a sound from Millard,making it seem as if he was hurt.

"Oh stop it,it didn't hurt,it's a ball." I said,letting out a laugh.

"You're annoying me to the point if it hurting!" He shot back,only to get a slap on the back from Enoch,coming in pair with a glare as he walked away.

Dinner was like always,everyone chatting and talking about their day,some even forgetting that they were at the dinner table to eat as they laughed and talked.
Claire kept bugging Bronwyn about something,only whispering in the older girls ear,getting light pushes in response.
Olive and Millard were having a conversation about a book the boy was reading.

"If everyone is done with their food,I would like it if you would make your way to the living room for movie time." Our headmistress clapped her hands twice,getting up.

All the children had gotten up from their seats,making their way to the couches,Hugh deciding he was not in the mood to sit on the floor today,took a seat next to Fiona,leaving the carpet for me.

"Arse." I muttered quietly,taking my seat on the floor and getting a light push on the head.

"Alright children,quiet down!" Miss Peregrine said loudly,getting silence in return.

She shut the lights. Horace,sitting in his usual spot,the monocle already on his eye,began projecting his newest dream.

"I don't like rayon,it looks so cheap. I would like the refined lustre,though,it's a quite fetching." Dream-Horace said,looking in the mirror while dream-Millard,who was next to him,began nodding his head.

The scene then changed to the boy Horace had dreamed the night before,now at the children's home door,ready to knock with Emma,Millard,Bronwyn and a few others behind him.
"Ah,there you are!" Our headmistress let out before the scene changed.

The unknown boy was now in the kitchen,waiting for Olive to stop boiling the water.
"I will be right back,Jacob." Miss Peregrine said,leaving him with Olive.
Before anything else could happen,the lights were back on and Miss Peregrines walked closer to us from her usual spot.

"Children,it seems that the unknown visitor is Abe's grandson. It also seems like he will be here very soon." She told us,taking a quick glance at everyone. "And I will have to make it clear to all of you that Mister Portman will only be visiting and that I do not want anyone scaring or be mean to him." She told us,looking at first on the other couch and then at me for the last part.

"Why was I looked at?" I asked,believing I was the only one to hear my question.

"Because sometimes you're mean and don't even realise it." Hugh responded immediately,making me look up to glare at him.
He leaned back,giving me a smile,"See,you're glaring,that's considered a mean gesture,Atena."

"Please make your way up to your rooms,children. It's time for bed." Miss Peregrine told everyone before she left the room.

A/N
I am aware this chapter is a little boring but its to add to the plot so please try to not die of boredom,next chapter will be better!
14.nov 1:02am