"What does Reese have to do with anything? Everyone's so weird in this house," Freya mumbled, as she went on her way to find Aveline.
She stopped by the big room, and when she didn't find her there, she returned to the kitchen.
On her way back from the kitchen where she still didn't find Aveline, she spotted Yasmin.
"Yas?!" She called at the top of her voice.
Yasmin, who was just about to enter her room, stopped, and turned to her. "Freya?"
"Oh my God, thank God I found you," she stopped in front of her, breathing hard.
Yasmin looked through her. "Are you being pursued by a ghost? What is it?"
"Have-Ha-ve you seen Aveline?" She took heavy breaths in-between her words.
"Oh–" she pouted. "Wasn't she just in the kitchen with Atlas?"
"Yeah she was. She isn't anymore, and I can't find her anywhere."
"Ask Atlas then. Maybe he knows where she is." She shrugged.
"She's not with Atlas either."
"Then ask Reese." She walked into her room, and slammed the door shut.
