Skylar’s POV
Two women are standing by the door, the two of them look alike but one has blonde hair while the other is closer to being a brunette. Scarlet stiffens beside me. She is terrified by the presence of these women. Despite her fear that I can sense, she walks to my front blocking me from them.
“Well, so you still have a little boldness in you child?” The blonde one says. “Don’t worry, we will pluck it out.” The brunette one completes.
I almost laugh out loud when they called Scarlet a child. They can’t be more than ten years older than us, maybe they just have superiority complex.
“What are you doing here, child?” The blonde one says, referring to me. “We went to your room to look for you but you weren’t there.” The brunette one says, looking at her nails boredly.
“Do you guys always complete each others sentences?” I ask.
“Isn’t that creepy?” Scarlet asks, obviously trying to mess with them. We both laugh at them when the joke clicks in. They don’t seem to have a
