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Being asleep meant not feeling how hot it was, which was why Violet hated so much how the sun never failed to wake her during summer if she forgot to close her curtains before she went to sleep.

Thankfully, today wasn’t one of those days. Well, today wasn’t one of the days she woke up from the sun in her eyes. Instead, she woke to a pillow in her face. Violet mumbled a string of curses under her breath and pushed the pillow off with one hand while she stuck out her middle finger on the other.

Muffled laughter came from more people than should have been in the house, and hushed conversation too as someone ushered everyone else out of the room.

Finally, Violet opened her eyes. Isaac was sitting on the armchair with one leg thrown over the side and the other curled in a way that looked quite uncomfortable for his gangly frame. “Good, you’re up,” he said. “We’re going down to the lake, don’t try to decline, because I’m sick of seeing you sulk in the piano room all day because it’s the coolest place in the house.”

Violet pushed herself to sitting. “So this is an intervention?”

“Yup,” Isaac beamed. “Get your bathers and be downstairs in ten minutes.” He blew a kiss her way and ambled out of her room, closing the door behind him. Violet stretched and rubbed her eyes before walking over to her dresser.

 

Violet squealed as the cool water splashed onto her skin, courtesy of Justin, Harper, and May, who were already in the water, but didn’t stop running. The lake was large enough that by the time she’d made a lap, Violet was almost out of breath. She wasn’t the fastest runner by a long way, and Isaac could’ve easily caught her already. He was just teasing—soon she’d have to stop. When she did, she planned to throw herself in not to let Isaac have the satisfaction, but Isaac caught up to her before she could and wrapped his wet arms around her, pulling her close.

“Get off!” Violet half-yelled, half-laughed. She could feel his grin as he picked her up, still kicking, and threw her into the lake. Violet tumbled in with a splash and let herself sink into the cool water for a moment before kicking to the surface. Her hair fell over her face and she pushed it away, laughing. Another wave of water rode over her as someone else jumped in—Isaac, presumably. Violet turned to splash him back, but the wave she made accidentally hit the others too, which broke out into a full-on splash battle. It ended with May, who was on Justin’s shoulders, pushed Violet off Isaac’s shoulders.

Later, after an intense round of marco-polo, the five of them lay on the grass together in a circle, occasionally talking about school or the future or anything else they thought of. None of them mention the Gray, or the Beast, or the founders, but it was in the back of their minds, as always.

((there u go issac threw violet u happy leeson))