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[i]August 26th, 2015[/i]

[color=gray]Hugs were good. Very good, in fact. It always managed to make all the inevitable annoyance at her mother's inability to, well, mother fade away. It had always been that way. It had always been summers that seemed so much more fun when Cass was a child but now that she was a young adult it just seemed irresponsible. When a girl wants a bit of advice it shouldn't consist of 'carpe diem' while, possibly, noticing the cute date and giving her daughter a knowing grin. She didn't need to say those again, there had been many a night that the three of them had been up talking about life and family and everything else. And that connection was nice to have back. 

Kissing Emily's cheeks in gratitude of the second hug Cass's sniffles started to clear. "Hey, thanks," but she had only really heard sound, not what was said. When Echo added to the group hug she struggled to do the same but worked out at one cheek. At least she’d managed to regain her composure. She really shouldn't let herself get so worked up. It wasn't worth her time. Next year she was an adult and could be her own person. She didn't need to deal with her mother on the same level. Putting it in the past. This was the last summer, and it was the last year here. She needed to embrace that completely and not miss out because of stupid things like this. Her friends were always more of a rock than her family. 	

Finally, she was herself again and her attention completely on her friends. Another solid squeeze, "really thank you," Cass whispered. Touching her nose against Emily’s and giggling. Definitely back to her normal self. “Oh, these. Well, my nose was in Prague. Drunken dare, but I kind of like it.” Running her finger over the multi-colored titanium. It seemed to change a bit in the light as it reflected in different ways. She had changed to that style a while ago in her ears and everything now matched. “The lip, was just something I’ve been thinking of doing, you know, match the tongue,” she liked all of her pieces. But it was as though she was doing everything she could to not be as Veela as she was. Or maybe it was doing everything she could to distance herself from her mother.  

Talking about other topics, especially things that weren’t terribly relevant to her current issues, Cass was ready to talk about it. “Yeah, it was my mom, I swear. This time it was the Minister of Magic in India. I know I should just leave her but, you know it really sucks when you have to be the parent. Or feel like you do, I just wanted to be dropped off for the last time.” Unlike her dearest friend, Cass had absolutely no problem with apparition. In fact, she was quite adept, it was actually one of her best areas. When you can’t fly, it’s good to learn another way to travel. “But it is what is it, right? I mean, I can’t do anything about my mother. But this year is going to be awesome. I should worry about my NEWTs not my momchild.” That was a term she’d invented a few years ago with their help. Yeah, now it sounded silly but they were young and it had stuck.

“So, what have you two been up to, I know I haven’t been available with all the travelling.” Her goal was to keep doing that part, though. She wanted to get some music out, an album, and make a real go of it. Maybe that would be part of this year, too. “Oh,” she got excited, “I’ve been thinking about the band and I started writing songs this summer. I want to try to get some real gigs this year if you’re game.” It was one of her true loves in life, music. She was loathe to admit that she and her mother were, in some ways, almost identical. At least where music was concerned. A part of her knew why her mother was like she was with shows. She could easily become the same way.[/color]