School Life

Ch 23- Finally!

What a dream...

"Ugh..." I opened my eyes, ugh it's so bright...I squint my eyes to clear my vision. I saw a person like blur of colours, white, blue, green?

"Tess...? Cough cough!" My mouth was dry it was as if I haven't drank in days or even weeks.

I rubbed my eyes, clearing my vision. A black haired boy with blue eyes.

"Like I know I'm pretty but how can you confuse me for a Princess, though I am very flattered." He batted his eye lashes and fanned himself.

He passed me a glass of water, I downed it before saying, "Your not Tess." Passing him the now empty glass and wiped my mouth.

"Anyhow nice to finally meet cha, pretty boy." He smirked.

Pretty boy?

I tried to get up but my arms gave up on me, so he helped me up...Ugh my head, my neck...

I don't remember hurting my neck, I went to rub it. Why is there a giant bandage there?

"Who are you?"

He pulled his pocket watch out of his trouser pocket, "Alright so I have an hour or so to make you...presentable..."

I looked at him with a confused look. What...? 'Presentable'? What is going on?

When I was about to ask he pulled another thing out of his pocket, a small translucent orange bottle...wait a bottle of pills?

He poured two into his palm before popping both of them, he poured another one out and offered me one, "Here."

He put the bottle back into his pocket, "Wha-" He took my hand and smacked it into my palm.

"You know, for the pain." He stated, "How did you know?"

"Magic~" he joked with jazz hands, who is he? What's going on? Why did he give me a pill? How did he know and do I know him?

Too many questions circled around in my head, "Alright, Pretty boy I don't have all day." He looked at the pill in my palm.

My head, he took two so it's not like it's poison or anything...so I just took it. He filled my glass again and passed it to me, I drank it before asking. "Who are you again?"

"Harry. I'm a friend of Tess'." He answered, 'Tess' not Tessia. But 'Tess'.

When did Tess get so close to a drug addict?
What is going on?

"We've got an hour before they come. So here." He passed me clothes, a white buttoned shirt and a pair of dark trousers.

Am I going out or something?

"Thank you?" My hands held the clothes, I put them on my bed and tried putting them on.

"Wait." He called out, "Let's change your bandages first."

He went to the draws next to my bed, knelt down and grabbed some bandages, how did he know they were there?

"Strip." He said as he rummaged through the cupboard and draws.

"What?" I gave a puzzled look, "Do you need help pretty boy?" He met my gaze.

"I don't mind helping~" he smiled.

"No thank you." I quickly replied without skipping a beat.

"Alright, your loss~" He looked back down. Lose what?!