Wednesday's Twin Sister PRT 1?
Wednesday Addams X Fem!Reader X Nevermore Academy
Summary: Y/N and Wednesday Addams are expelled from Nancy Reagan High School and sent to Nevermore Academy, where their parents fell in love. What will this semester have in store for the Addams Sisters.
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warnings: Spoilers
Wednesday Addams Twin sister part one
Zarita’s POV
I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago... but I admire the sadism.
Wednesday and I walked through the school in search of the guys bullying our dear brother Pugsley. As Wednesday opens her locker we find Pugsley tied up and with an apple in his mouth, she pulls him out of the locker and as he hits the floor she demands, “I want names.” Pugsley looked at her in horror then turned to me saying, “I don't know. It all happened so fast.” I scoff, Pugsley pull yourself together with emotions equal weakness.” I told him and as Wednesday touched his shoulder, her head was thrown back and her eyes clouded. “Here we go again.” I mutter as she comes back into reality. She mutters something to him before walking behind me. “I already knew who had done this it was those stupid jock,” I tell her and she smirks.
We walk into the pool room and as we enter the Jocks stop playing water polo and one says, “Yo, Dalton, look. Pigsley's twin sister’s.” Dalton turns around and looks at Wednesday and i, “Hey freaks, this a closed practice,” he scoffs. Wednesday give a small but non noticeable smirk at him, “The only person who gets to torture our brother is me.” She holds up paranta’s and looks at me before dropping them into the pool. I watch in amusement as they try rushing out of the pool. On the other hand, Wednesday is having fun watching Dalton scream.
Okay we may or may not have been expelled but it's not that bad.
Wednesday and I are currently sitting in the car with mother and father in front of us where they are all over each other. “You make me nauseous but not in a good way,” I say in pure disgust.
Wednesdays POV
“Darling’s, how long do you intend on giving us the cold shoulder?” our mother asked. “Lurch, please remind my parents that we are no longer speaking to them.” Zarita says to him, he grunts. Our father looks between Zarita and I before saying, “I promise you, my little viper’s, you will love Nevermore.” He then adds, “Won't she, Tish?” Mother smiles and laughs, “Of course. It's the perfect school for them.” Z laughs, “Why because you and father thought it was a great school.” Mother rolls her eyes and sighs, “Honey, we aren't the ones who got you two expelled.” “Tish,” father adds quietly. As mother and father continue to be all over each other Zarita and I glance at each other.
“You two have very unique names,” the blonde haired lady says as she looks at mother and father. “Did your mother tell you we were roommates back in the day?” she tells us. I laugh, “ And you graduated with your sanity intact?” “Impressive.” Zarita mutters. Weems ignored our comments, “You've certainly had a very interesting educational journey. Eight schools in five years.” she says while looking through files. “They haven't built one strong enough to hold me. I bet this place won't be any different.” Zarita says, smirking. “Anyways, Nevermore would never accept students mid quarter but with Wednesday and Zarita’s perfect grade and mostly your family history with the school we will make an exception.” Weems explains to us. “You too will be required to attend therapy sessions every week down in Jericho.” She added.
“You two will be assigned to your mothers old door room, Ophelia Hall.” Weems tells us. Mother gasps and I turn to look at her, “ Refresh my memory. Ophelia's the one who kills herself after being driven mad by her family, correct?.” Mother nods and Zarita smirks while shaking her head. Weems stands up and states, “Should we go meet your new roommate?” We get up and follow her, “I wonder how long they can deal with us before we are expelled,” Zarita whispers to me. I chuckle slightly and shrug. As we walk into the room we are greeted by a colorful room. “Howdy, roomies.” a blonde haired girl says cheerfully. “Wednesday, Zarita, this is Enid Sinclair.” Weems introduces us. “Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale.” Enid asks while staring intensely at us. Mother groans softly and tells her, “They always look half-dead.” “Oh. Welcome to Ophelia Hall.” Enid exclaimed and went to hug Zarita. “Not a hugger.” Zarita tells her she pushed Enid away from her.
“Excuse them, they are allergic to color.” our mother explained. The girl's eyes widened, “What happens to you guys?” she asked. I stare her in the eyes and tell her, “I break out into hives and then the flesh peels off my bones.” Zarita laughs and walks towards the window when Weems states, “Luckily, we've specially ordered you two a uniform.” Principal Ween claps and states, “Well Enid will take you on the grand Nevermore tour but first you will get your schedules.”
“Nevermore was founded in 1791 to educate people like us. Outcasts, freaks, monsters, fill in your favorite marginalized group here.” Zarita yawns, “You can save the sanitized sales pitch. We don't plan on staying here for long.” she informed Enid. “Why not?” the blonde girl wondered. “This was our parents' idea. Oh look, and there's mother smirking at us.” I explained to her. She nods while Z tells her, “They've been looking for any excuse to send us here. It's all a part of their nefarious, yet completely obvious plan.” Enid furrowed her brows and asked, “What plan?” I sigh, “ To turn us into a version of themselves.” She laughs nervously, “In that case, perhaps you can clear something up. Rumor's been swirling around that you killed a kid at your old school, and your parents pulled strings to get you off.” “Actually, it was two kids, but who's counting?” Z laughs as she walks ahead of us. “Don’t mind her, she is uh quite the character.” I inform Enid who laughs nervously again.
“And welcome to the quad,” Enid said cheerfully. “It's a pentagon.” both Zarita and I said. “The whole snarky Goth girl thing might have worked at normie school, but here things are different.” she tells us in which Z scoffs. “ Let me give you a wiki on Nevermore's social scene.” Enid tells us as she starts walking again. “I'm not interested in participating in tribal adolescent clichés.” I told her. She sighs, “Well, then use it to fill your obviously bottomless pit of disdain. There are many flavors of outcasts here, but the four main cliques are Fangs, Furs, Stoners and Scales. Those are the Fangs, AKA vampires. Some of them have literally been here for decades. That bunch of knuckleheads are Furs, AKA werewolves.” she explains while trying to catch her breath.
“Do you always talk this much?” I ask her and she glares at me. “Anyways, as i was saying i am a werewolf, and” she was cut off by Z asking, “So we should pick up noise canceling headphones?” Enid smiles, “You catch on quick, Rita.” Z sighs deeply, “My name is Zarita not Rita,” she corrects Enid. “So i'm guessing that the scales are sirens,” I state looking toward the fountain, Enid smiles while shaking her head. She adds, “And that girl, Bianca Barclay, is the closest thing Nevermore has to royalty.” Z laughs, “Not anymore,” she mutters softly. “Anyways her crown has been slipping recently,” Enid informs us, “She used to date our resident tortured artist, Xavier Thorpe.” Enid motions to the opposing side of the so-called quad, as we look over a brunette haired boy turns to look at us. “What did you say his last name was again?” Z asked Enid. “Thorpe,” Enid tells her and Z lets out a small “hmm.”
“Okay, well my blog is like the number one source for all the gossip around Nevermore,” Enid explains. “Yo, Enid! You're not gonna believe the dirt I heard about your new roommate. She eats human flesh. Chowed down on that kid she murdered. You better watch your back.” some boy says to her, As enid moves from out in front of me and Zarita i say, “Quite the contrary. I actually filet the bodies of my victims, then feed them to my menagerie of pets. ”And she,” I say pointing to Zarita, “She just watches them scream and fight for their lives. Ajax, this is my new roommate, Wednesday and Zarita Addams.” she tells the boy who looks scared. “Whoa. You're in black and white. Like a living Instagram filter.” Ajax laughed before Enid pushed past him.
As she is continuing the tour I listen as she talks and Z looks like she wants to pull her eyes out of her eye sockets with a spoon. After she finished touring we were given our uniforms, “I feel like I'm in some old movie with this choice of clothing,” Z tells me as she walks near me. “Well we won't be here long Z so you can handle an unorthodox outfit,'' I tell her and she rolls her eyes. As we walk outside to where mother and father are, father say’s, “ Look at you, my little deathtrap. Seeing you in this uniform brings back so many terrible memories.”He looks at our mother for confirmation, “Doesn't it, Tish?” “Yes.” mother says with a small smile. “Why don't you boys wait in the car? The girl’s and I need a moment.” she adds. Pugsley walks over to Z and I, he embraces me and z, “Pugsley, you're soft and weak.” I tell him and he looks at me. “ You'll never survive without us. I give you two months, tops.” Z tells him bluntly. “I'm gonna miss you, too, sis.” he smiled before following father into the car. Any plans you two have of running away end right now. I've alerted all family members to contact me the minute you darken their doorstep.” mother warned.
Z laughs, “You underestimate us mother, “ she tells her “We can and will escape this educational penitentiary, and you will never hear from us again.” I tell her in which I get a sigh. “You two are very smart girls, Oh and Wednesday I got you something,” she says while handing me a necklace, “W... M. Our initials. It's made of obsidian, which Aztec priests used to conjure visions. It's a symbol of our connection. Which one of your spirits suggested this toe-curling tchotchke?.” “I'm not you, Mother. I will never fall in love, or be a housewife, or have a family.” I spat at her. She sighs and tilts her head slightly, “I'm told girls your age say hurtful things, and I shouldn't take it to heart.” “Fortunately, you don't have one.” Z adds. “Finally, a kind word for your mother. Lurch, the crystal ball, please. We can't talk to you for the first week while you're settling in, so we'll call you next Sunday.” she tells us after handing the crystal ball to Z and making her way into the car.
As we make our way back into our shared dorm room, Z dramatically places the crystal ball on her desk and sighs, “What if we just like to try and leave,” she says. I look at her with furrowed brows, “Zarita give it a few days tops and we will be long gone.” I assure her and she rolls her eyes. “Fine but I'm going to go walk around and I don't know, maybe scrape my eyes out with a spoon,” she tells me before walking towards the door. “Oh and can you do something out that window,” she adds before closing the door. I roll my eyes and groan as I set up my typewriter.