Video Game Lovers (ErrInk)

Chapter 9 - Trip Money

Error's POV

  I texted some friends while walking to school. Today was the same as the others, just boring long hours and endless piles of homework. That's what I thought until I arrived at the courtyard of the school.

  The atmosphere was way quieter than normal and people were staring at me. They were whispering things to each other. I was fixing to yell at them but a voice interrupted me. It was Damien, my wolf friend.

Damien: Error, you are the talk of the school.

Me: Why?

Damien: First off, do you know Rashta?

Me: She's only the most popular female monster in the entire campus.

Rashta was a bunny monster who was famous for her big boobs. Honestly, I think she's had surgery done to them.

Damien: She's planning on asking you to be her boyfriend.

I tried my hardest not to visibly gag. No disrespect towards females, it's just I preferered males. I didn't exactly like female body parts.

Before I could do anything, the students started to gather around as they voices became louder. Damien's ears perked up as he moved to the side to allow me to see Rashta standing in front of me.

  Her cheeks were blushing and her giant ears were pointed downwards. I could tell that every other guy was jealous of me because the big boobed popular chick was talking to me.

  Rashta stepped towards me and I tried not to step back. My eyes slightly wandered and they suddenly landed on Ink. Ink was standing next to the front door of the school. He was wearing a brown sweater that was covered with rainbow paint. Of course, his brown scarf was tied securely around his neck.

  Ink's cute face made me blush. Rashta saw and began to think that I was blushing because of her. She thought that I liked her. She was completely wrong. I was gay and I loved Ink, not her.

  The students stared at me and Rashta. They didn't know how to mind their own damn business.

Rashta: Error, will you be my boyfriend?

  Every single student went silent as they waited intently for my answer. I looked at Ink and I became sad. Ink's eyes were sad. It seemed like Ink didn't want Rashta asking me out. That kinda made my ego increase because Ink clearly was a little jealous.

  The tension continued to grow as the students desperately wanted my answer.

Me: ...... No.

  I said harshly before walking off to go to class. I would rather die than date a female. Again, no disrespect to women. They're fucking powerful people.

  When I walked into the classroom and found my desk, I noticed a piece of paper sitting on it. It was a trip form of some kind. After sitting down I read the document to give myself the details. The trip was a four day long cruise in the Atlantic Ocean.

  To be able to attend this trip, you had to cough up two hundred dollars. In other words, a lot of fucking money. Luckily, my family was higher in luxury so money wasn't a problem. I had that money in my wallet.

Me: The amount is really expensive. Eh.

  I said as I signed my name on the form. Hell, if there was an opportunity to go on a cruise then I would take it. Folding the paper, I gently tucked it into my backpack. The form still needed my parent's signature. I looked around and obviously stopped to stare at Ink.

  He was observing the form as well. Although he didn't seem as joyful as I was about it. In fact, he was biting the end of his thumb.

  Leaning over, I lightly tapped his shoulder.

Me: Hey Ink. Are you okay?

Ink: I'll text you.

  My phone softly vibrated. Picking it up, I read the message that Ink sent me. I now had duplicates of Ink's number. You can have more than one of the same cell.

Ink: I can't go on the trip because my family can't afford it. All the expensive things that we own, we had to save up for it.

  I didn't get to text back as the teacher walked into the room, ready to start the hour. They began talking about the form. We were told to return the form next week, signed or not.

(Time Skip)

  Ink and I sat under the tree on the edge of the courtyard for lunch. I remembered to get food this time, which was a sandwich. My mind was deep in thought as I stared at the rest of the students. There was a certain thing that I wouldn't stop thinking about.

  Suddenly, my hand took my wallet from my pocket and slid out a pair of hundred dollars, aka two hundred. I then offered them to Ink.

Me: Here.

Ink: Why are you giving me this money?

Me: For the trip.

Ink: No, I can't take this. Take it back.

  Ink's hands refused to accept the money but I pushed him to keep it.

Me: Ink, I insist. I'm not taking "No" for an answer.

  He stared at me for a second, rainbow blush dusting his cheeks. Then he looked away before slowly taking the money and whispering.

Ink: ...

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