The sky was lit up in a beautiful aurora the night the Harrington sisters finally moved in to their homes in Spellport. It wasn't the first time they had been there, but it was the first night they would spend on the lovely island, and neither of the girl's could seem to stop staring out the window at the unobstructed sky.
It was beautiful in the daytime, as well, which was one of the reasons they'd originally been drawn to the island - the view was spectacular, and it was a small, slowly growing community. They'd visited many times before, travelling on boats across from their hometown of Brightholt to oversee the movement of their furniture and to examine the houses they had designed and built for them. With Paige's expertise and Peyton's creativity, it wasn't hard to design a nice blueprint that would work for both of them. It was very quiet and relaxing to be in Spellport, but now that they were actually here for good, an air of nervousness had settled on the girls.
"I really love how you decorated your place, Paige." Peyton smiled, glancing around at the bookshelves and comfy chairs. "It suits you."
"I could say the same about your's." Paige replied, and the two shared a laugh. They'd helped each other pick out furniture and put everything all together. Now that their project was complete, the one they'd been working on all year together, neither of them really knew what to do. They'd always had something to discuss, but now that it was here and done, neither knew what to say. What would they do with their time now?
Peyton was really worried about what would happen next, and wanted to voice her fears, but was afraid Paige would think it was silly. She couldn't contain herself, though. "Paige, what are we going to do now?"
"Well, I figured tomorrow we could go meet our new neighbors. Get to know the people here." Paige said, drawing the curtains over the window to her right.
"No, I mean, like, after that? What are we going to do all day? There's not much to do around here. Won't we get bored? Will we be lonely? What are we going to do?" Peyton asked, following behind her.
"You're right, there isn't much to do. But we still have each other! You'll practice your painting, I'll practice my writing. We came out here to get away from everything, the hustle and bustle, you know? And it's not like we're totally alone. We have a couple neighbors." Paige said, adjusting the rug beneath their feet.
"I know, it's just..." Peyton sighed, running her hands through her bangs. "It's a lot to take in."
"Peyton, you're an adult, you know. You can handle this. Heck, you probably don't even need me here!" Paige smiled and laughed. "Why don't you just get through the first night and take it from there? Now, I don't want to see you running over to my house every single day. I need some privacy, which is why I moved out here too, okay?" She laughed awkwardly.
"But... Paige, but, what if I get l-lonely?" Peyton choked out, starting to tear up. The darkness outside was starting to look menacing, and there was hardly anyone on the island, and she was scared and wanted to go back to her home in Brightholt.
"Oh, goodness, Peyton! Don't cry, please, it's okay." Paige said quickly, grabbing her sister's shoulders. "I was just joking. Trying to lighten the mood. Hey, don't cry, look at me. You're fine."
Peyton nodded as Paige smiled at her. "Mom and Dad wouldn't have let us move out here if they didn't think we could handle it. We're strong and smart and capable. We have each other. And if you ever need anything, I'm right across the sidewalk. Okay?"
Peyton nodded again, sniffing. The two girls hugged, standing there in the middle of Paige's new house, scared and excited for the future. Their parents were just a boat ride away, but it seemed too far away to them.
"Do you think we're gonna be okay?" Peyton asked quietly as they let go.
Paige smiled and grabbed Peyton's hand. "We're gonna be fine." They smiled at each other. "Now, I want you to go home and up to your bedroom and set your alarm for 10'o'clock. When you wake up, get dressed and come over, and then we'll go visit the neighbors. Maybe I'll make them breakfast!"
Peyton burst out laughing, and Paige frowned. "What?"
"Sorry, Paige, but your cooking skills aren't exactly top-notch." Peyton giggled, wiping her eyes. Paige scoffed.
"Excuse you, I can make a mean grilled cheese." The two started laughing again. "Maybe I should read a cooking book. Now that we're out on our own, ONE of us should know how to cook."
"Yeah, I'll get right on that." Peyton smiled. "Okay, I'll be over at 9 for breakfast."
"Fine. I'll make something easy. But good. It's our first breakfast in our new homes. It should be something we can remember. And something we can give to our neighbors. Something they won't hate us for."
"Sounds good." Peyton laughed. "I'm tired. Guess I'll go home."
"Be safe. Not that it's dangerous." Paige smiled. She was so used to telling that to her sister. "Don't freak out, okay? I'm right across the sidewalk, remember?"
"Okay." Peyton said, hugging her sister once more before heading out the door. "Thank you!" She called over her shoulder as she went down the steps and crossed the sidewalk.
"See you tomorrow." Paige called out, watching Peyton go inside her matching house. She shut the door softly and traveled through the rooms, turning off the lights, before heading upstairs to go to bed.
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