MY OTHER PERIODS OF THE MORNING ALL WENT WELL. That is, as well as possible. Beaumont that psycho, outdid herself this time, by matching all of my periods with Winters. Which frustrated both of us, and we ended up fighting at each time we met in another classroom, all because he thought I did it on purpose, and because he seemed to be really attached to the sit I took from him each time, seeing how he whined like a spoiled angry puppy about it a thousand of times. It was infuriating to say the least.
But again, the sight of that guy angry was delightful indeed. Even though I didn't want to speak with him at all, I couldn't help but to bicker back, and keep mocking him. It's funny how wolf shifters are so easy to anger. The vampires don't stand far behind having a terrible temper too, but wolf shifters are definitely the best at losing their mind to anger. The difference is that they are as impulsive as we are.
Brandon is an example.
Speaking of that bastard, I had the 5th time with him. Not just him as Sofia too. But this time Gabe was with me. Overall Root of Magic VIII was an easy class, and the teacher, Mr. Lincoln Lawrence, a Wizard, was cool as always, since he's the youngest of all of our teachers, at 37 years old. He gets us more than the others.
The nightmare came in the 6th period when almost all of the 11 Saints of the school, except for Dante and Sabrina, were all sharing the same class with me, flooding the two front rolls entirely. It was a annoying. Especially when I could feel them paying attention to each one of my movements. As if I would take a rifle out of my bag and shoot at everyone in any second.
I couldn't even enjoy Ancient Languages XV as I would if they weren't all here. And their hostile energy towards me was palpable. Even Zara. As you must have realized, the most hostile was Winters, which is comprehensible since I'm actually giving him lots of reasons to hate me. Besides, the feeling is mutual.
The 7th period of Study of the Races' Laws and Its External Relations With One Another, was only with me, the jerk, and Dante, and without Gabe as well, so it was the easiest to go through, since I'm not really feeling hostile towards Dante after I gave him my drink. Although I still have no desire in befriending him.
Finally, the two-hour lunch break came and I could breath some air far away from Khan. I was feeling suffocated. As I felt hot, I put up my sleeves and ran to my dorm with Aimed to Kill by Jade LeMac playing in my ears. But as I got a mile closer, I was stopped by Dante abruptly. "I hope you don't make of this a habit," I growled, pausing the song.
"I… sorry. It's just that I wanted to ask you if you can… maybe… give me more," than he moved the bottle I gave him earlier. "I've bought my own dose of blood, since I like sheep blood," ew.
Arching my eyebrows, I looked from the 1 litter bottle that used to be mine, to him. "I'm not your private cook. If you want me to make shakes for you when I make for me, I'm good with that. That is, as long as you pay me," it'll be good to get some more money. I love money. Money is delicious.
"Of course. I'm the son of a King, so money isn't a problem to me. Name the price," those are some dangerous words.
I smirked, "How about 150 crowns per bottle?"
He didn't seem to care about that, an attitude that only rich people who never struggled with money problems, have. And although I was born rich because of my parents fortune in the unaware world, the second I was abandoned to go to this place, I lost all my take on that. It's annoying.
"For me that's fair. Zara added you in our group, so, you can send me your virtual bank account number on the private, and I'll give it to you!" Quicker way ever.
I opened my phone and went to the chat of the Debate Club, ignoring everything, I found Dante's number and saved it as "Wolf Puppy's Twin Brother".
[ Amethyst-Emerald Bella Howell. M&D'A Bank. 7666 7593 2002 6911 9482. Montanari Boarding School, Vampire House, Tower 4, Dorm 697. CTZNSP Crimson Kingdom. Under Calum Crimson, Minister of Mischief. ]
Yes, it's quite a handful of information needed to send money from a bank account to another. A lot of bullshit, but it works just fine. Right now I have a credit of 3795 crowns. Things here are low key expensive, that's why I prefer the black market, I can spend in lots of things there.
And in a second, more 150 crowns were added in my account, going up to 3945 crowns. I smiled amused, "Then from now on we'll have a professional relationship, okay? I'll make drinks for you while I make for me, and you pay me for it. And since you like sheep blood, than you have to bring it to me, because I only have cow's blood at my dorm."
A nod, "Got it. And can you make it a shake without the oat milk too? I want with more blood."
"I'll do as you wish. You are paying for it after all."
Then we went to the Vampire Castle and it was still empty, so I guided him inside and up to my dorm. I told him to sit by the balcony and he did, then I began to prepare out drinks. He said he likes strawberry, blueberry, and honey, so I'm using them and the blood he bought.
While he drank his lunch on the balcony, I went to my bathroom and took a quick cold bath without wetting my hair. I switched to another black high waist legging, my matching black gym top, another pair of blood-moon-themed socks, my pair of black Fila shoes with red laces and a 5 inches platform.
When I got back to my room, Dante gasped when he saw me. "You have tattoos? How many? How did you get them?"
"10 crows per question." He grinned and sent them to me, together with more 150 for another shake. That makes it 4125 crowns. "Can I use cow's blood on this one?" I asked with my best smile.
"Yes. Now, tell me," he said leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees.
"Yes, I have tattoos. There's a witch called Arlette Toussaint in the black market, the shadow area of the submarket, she's a talented tattoo artist and made them for me. And I only paid 50 crowns for each," I winked. "It was the best deal possible. And I have seven. A dragon on my back," I turned around and held my hair for him to see it, "there is also a small crow on the back of my neck." I turned on my side, "The phases of the moon on a vertical line on the right side of my ribs."
"Damn, this one is beautiful."
I smile, "It is. Well, I also have an upside down rose in the middle of my breasts, but I cant show you," then I just pointed at the underline of my gym bra, "but you can see the end of the rose here, even if small."
"Very bold. Did it hurt?"
"Plus 10. No, it didn't. It felt like a small pinching, but it didn't hurt as I thought it would. Then I have a three small mountains together with three stars above them on my ankle, and it's a themed tattoo because of one of my favorite books. And my last two, which I can't show you either, are a fancy dagger on the left side of my hips, and a sentence surrounding the top of my right thigh in a circle."
He arched his eyebrows, "What does it say?"
I wore a mask for so long. I don't know who I am anymore.
"It's… personal."
Thankfully, he didn't push it. "Okay."