Recent content by Calliope Cartwright

Current Points: 150Callie didn't care that she was up against Finley right away. She was going to win anyway, so it was better he lost sooner rather than later. "Obviously," she said, grinning. The duelling bow had always looked like it would be so much fun to do. It was. Callie stood back up...

Callie was sitting on the lawn, her cross-stitch frame in her lap, a simple pattern held down on the grass by a small rock. She should probably have finished Nia's Valentine's Day present before Valentine's Day, but she was determined to get it done by lunch time, at least. It just kept going...

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Callie knew she could tease Nia like that, because she was so pretty, it was obviously just a joke. She wondered why Nia hadn’t teased her back. Maybe Callie really wasn’t very pretty. She screamed. Oh, for god’s sake - she forgot about the game! “That’s not fair,” she said, smacking the...

“But how will you know the difference?!” said Callie, lifting the tent flaps as she followed Nia inside. “Oh my God, it’s spooky.” Her eyes were still adjusting to the dark, but she could see herself and Nia in the reflection of what looked like a shiny black coffin. “Gosh! What is that...

Callie stole crisps from Nia’s bowl as they walked together to the tent. “What - even if I just have to blink?” she asked. She held her eyes open with her fingers, grinning. “I’m ready! In you go. Don’t drop my crisps.”

Hesitantly, Callie lowered her hands, half expecting Nia to blow the glitter in her face as soon as she did. “I do not,” she said, protesting the idea of being called adorable herself. “Unless you mean adorable like cute. I am cute. Do you think Teo is here? Or Logan? Do I look cute?” Suddenly...

Considering how little effort had gone into it, Callie was quite pleased with her bat costume. She’d sewn a couple of pieces of fabric along the back of a black shirt, so that when she lifted her arms, it looked like she had wings. It did also mean she couldn’t reach upwards without her shirt...

Callie grinned. This guy was great. Maybe getting into trouble wasn't so bad after all. That probably wasn't the message Professor Alcott-Ward had been trying to send, but then, well, he'd picked the caretaker to supervise their punishment, so he only had himself to blame. She dipped her sponge...