Upon finding someone who practically feels more like you than you yourself do, the normal, rational thing would be to dislike them. Quite a lot. One should be jealous or at the very least unnerved.
Skye, though, is simply in awe of this new Clara character in her form class.
And Summer, needless to say, is baffled.
Summer, she can tell that Skye is entertaining the possibility that this Clara is Clara-Clara, with the birdcage planter and the velvet dresses. Surely she knows that’s impossible? In Skye’s little la-la land, though... And Summer has a sneaking suspicion that Skye still hasn’t written off all her dreams as silly coincidences, even after falling out with Finch.
Cherry, if reluctantly, agrees with Summer. She loves Skye’s imaginings, but she’s learnt the hard way that sometimes, you have to keep things boring for your poor sanity’s sake.
Summer and Cherry hover and hint, as they do. Still, it remains Clara this and Clara that with Skye, and Honey the Omniscient can’t help but chime in with her view that maybe what Skye’s feeling is a little more than admiration. It could help explain the Finch thing.
Coco sees what Honey sees, but she knows better than to get involved. She’s already got her own fair share of drama for the moment, thank you very much. She can’t quite see why Skye doesn’t share her sentiments, Finch thing considered. Surely, Skye should want to just sink into herself for a bit, to breathe and reset? Coco does.
Skye — the clueless, whimsical dear — she herself barely knows why she seems to be the only Tanberry left unbothered by her own breakup. But barely can be enough for a start.
And it starts like this: Skye slowly realising that perhaps, whether this Clara is that Clara or not, Honey and Coco might have a point.