Awkwardly but surely we arrived at the new house we'd be staying at. It was in the outskirts of Humi. It was a little house compared to the old mansion but when looking into it and going to an inspection, I found it to be quite cosy. I had my suitcase delivered separately just so that father would get the message. I looked at my phone, 10:00am, my baggage is going to come in about three hours. That enough time to get settled in.
I reached for my keys that I brought with me in my pocket. As I felt around in my pocket but there wasn't an object in touch. Then I suddenly remembered something, an image came to my head. It was me packing my stuff into a suitcase then grabbing the keys and shoving them into my backpack. Ah frick. This is troublesome.
"Umm Osric."
I said, not really wanting to inform him. He looked sideways at me.
"Mm?"
"Well uhh, I might have forgotten the house keys in my backpack,"
"And when is your backpack coming?"
"Three hours..."
I told him sheepishly.
He just let out a sigh.
"So what are we going to do in those three hours?"
He asked nonchalantly, he's relaxing a bit, usually I'd expect him to just say nothing or just have minimal speech, maybe 3 words max? Completely forgetting the incident earlier I just smiled at him warming up. I didn't realise it at the time but I wanted him to warm up to me so that I wouldn't be so lonely.
"We go exploring, there's a shopping centre nearby and we can go and buy some more cloths for you."
"Let's do that then,"
He turn around to face the road and shoved his hands in the pockets of his trench coat.
...
"Do you want this?"
I said as I held a grey sweater up. He grabbed it from my hand and hung it over his arm with the other cloths that I had chosen, it was a collection of greys and blacks and small hints of white. He was just that kind of guy you know?
"I'll go to the fitting room then,"
He said, remembering from last time how I got him to wear all the cloths. That was also his way of saying I think that's enough.
As he made his way to the fitting room I went over to another section of the shop to get other pieces of clothing, socks, underwear and the sort.
A tap on my shoulder and I turned around expecting Osric in one of the pieces of clothing I gave him. Unfortunately it wasn't him, it was an unfamiliar woman. She had a bob cut of brown hair and a small face that was covered in make up. She was in a dress that was a bit revealing so I just looked at her face.
"What is it you want miss?"
I asked her in a calm voice.
"My, my, how polite you are little boy."
She was trying to size me up, I hate that my growth spurt is coming late, I still look like a little kid.
"Miss, I'm f-sixteen,"
I realised when I was about to say so, I'm 16 now. Suppose to be in year 10, now that's just depressing, not much of my childhood left but I still look like a 13 year old.
"Still a child, now, someone has been looking for you. I believe that his name was Mr Ian Ternic, would you kindly come with this lady?"
The principal. What did he want? I almost forgot about the situation with him. I didn't answer for some time so the lady in front of my was getting impatient.
"Come on child, let's go,"
She said as she was about to grab my hand and pull me with her, I was frozen, did I want to see him or not? Isn't my brother involved with him? Didn't I get it over with Elijah already? Why does he want to see me? Just as her hands were going to clasp mine a voice rung clearly through my ears interrupting my train of thought.
"Madam, would you please move aside and leave this kid alone?"
I wanted to laugh, he called me kid but it didn't fit in with his way of speech. Osric to the rescue I guess.
"And what relationship do you have with him? Important enough that you can butt into his business but I might forgive you if you spend a night with this miss,"
She said as she looked him up and down. Osric was a handsome man(or should I say demon) and I bet that's what she was really looking at. Because if was any other they would of noticed his eyes of daggers. She however, seemed oblivious.
"I'm his c-,"
I then hastily intercepted him.
"Brother, he's my older brother,"
I gave him a look. He was about to say contracted demon, I swear it.
"Oh? And I'm suppose to believe you when you obviously don't look anything alike. "
She was suspicious and her words were getting more direct, nothing like her flowery sentences from before.
"He's adopted,"
Her eyebrows lifted and she put a hand on her hip.
"You going to come with me either way, you don't have a choice in the matter child,"
I then sighed, there was no way to get out of this easily as there were guards approaching as we spoke. I lowered my voice as I spoke my next words.
"I'm a Coltus, I always have a choice in every matter,"
Oh how I wish what I said was true.
She visibly froze.
"Your lying, child, it's not good to lie to an adult you know?"
She reprimanded me like the child that I looked like. I almost rolled my eye.
"Am I? Then what class am I?"
I said with my eyes narrowed.
"Your but a commoner, unlike I, a lady of high status, get your head out of the clouds,"
She talked as if she was of higher standing, unfortunately for her, her licks going to run down a hill at record speed. I took out my phone and the moment that I did, she lost the game.
"Selina Harold, middle class, I would hardly call that high status Ms Harold. Let's see, age 31? No wonder you called me a child. You cheated your parents? Wow, that's low, even the branch family?! That's even lower. What's more you've been sleeping around haven't you. You've even been with Ky"
"Ok,ok you can stop,"
I was looking at her with an evil glint as her face got more and more distorted and then she finally broke.
"Leave,"
Osric said as he pointed towards the exit leaving his other hand in the pockets of his jeans.
Selina did as she was told and went out. Her nose flaring and face going into all sorts of different expressions but her cheeks were weird, overdoes of Botox probably.
"You look dashing,"
I said to Orsic as I looked him up and down. He had tight grey jeans on which showed off his slim legs and a light grey sweater that was a bit big for him but gave off a sense of warmth. They covered half his hands and made his look have an element of cute in it. I smiled at the thought, Osric and cute, a new combo that probably was never thought of, not because no one was creative enough but because no one dared to give a thought about it.
"Next!"