ELLA POV
I woke up to someone humming.
And humming like the f*****g sun had personally risen because she had asked it to.
Disney princess mode.
And here I thought nothing could ever be worse than being woken up by the terrible twins -my not so sweet little brothers-.
Boy was I wrong.
I cracked one eye open.
Agatha was already dressed, in front of the mirror tying her hair into a high ponytail while wearing the black Fangar training pants we’d been issued the previous night and a fitted gray top with the academy crest over her chest. Somehow, she looked fresh.
And cheerful.
At seven in the morning.
Suspicious behavior.
Shouldn’t she be suffering from jet lag or something?
I stared at her from under my blanket.
She caught my reflection in the mirror.
“Morning!”
I closed my ey
