Eunomia

Chapter 13 "School newspaper"

~Bryony~

I don't know why did I stay and watched the show, sure it was entertaining... It has an unexpected end. I made my way through all the people who crowed the corridors while I wondered what did Sebastian say to Beverly that made her leave the way she did. I guess I wasn't the only one who wondered so.

When I was close to the door that led to the outside campus reality hit me. I was running away from a vampire. I looked around as I thought about excuses I could give when the creature of the bloody Jordan would come inevitably to me. Lucky me they started selling the newspaper on Monday.

I was casually reading my newspaper in the grades when someone stood in front of the sun making a shadow in the papers.

Sebastian dear you were starting to make me believe you won't come.

"Black sheep." Was the only thing he said. When I looked up at him he smiled forcefully.

Black sheep... Doesn't this man have any good idea for nicknames? Though I'm at an eighty-one percent sure that's his way to call me weirdo.

"From Charles Dickens to teenagers with acne... What happened with A Tale of Two Cities?" Sebastian mocked when he took the newspaper from my hands.

A Tale of Two Cities was the book I brought the first week of school and ended reading in this same place when my oh so-called best friend stoop me up. Always having a book in my backpack was something the lively me used to do. Still, how did Sebastian know what I was reading?

"I am contributing so that our football team can pay for a bus."

I couldn't care less if the football team could afford a bus or if the cheerleaders could pay for their disguises but Sebastian didn't need to know that.

I realized Sebastian was surprisingly focused in reading the newspaper. I almost let a short laugh out when the image of an early-rising Sebastian reading the newspaper with some grandpa glasses on a Sunday came to my mind.

Dammit, this shit of not aging is starting to mess with my intelligence.

"Do you find something interesting?"

"A section that's called 'Just the truth'." He replied still without taking his eyes away from the paper.

"That's Sandy Tyson's section, you would just find compliments towards her popular friends..." I rolled my eyes unconsciously.

Sandy Tyson was the puppy of the popular girls, she definitely didn't have issues with money, I think her mother was a journalist and was on TV giving the news during the week. Yet for some reason the popular kids didn't consider her status QUO could be more than the assistant of the cheerleaders and their boyfriends. Perhaps they didn't see in her what a queen bee has to have.

"You are right," he left the newspaper on my lap. "That Sad Timezone only kiss Mrs. popularity ass with words."

"'Sad Timezone'?" I asked confused between laughs. "You meant Sandy Tyson." I emphasized her name. 

"Whatever, wanna know the gossip?" Sebastian said as careless as always.

"Sure."

For some reason that woke interest in me.

"In conclusion, the sexy but mysterious new boy, aka me..." He flattered himself. "Is a player who uses women."

Where did Sandy get that from? I wanted to mock.

"What a hypocritical section..." I mocked either way.

"Right?" He faked to be the victim. "Do you think I look like a player, Lizbeth?" Sebastian asked in a kinda seductive tone.