Blueberry Academy Book 1

Chapter 11 • maybe it's not the best time.. • DC POV •

~After school~
I carefully opened the huge, wide, tall door(😧😏) of my dorm covered in pictures that would soon in many years not be mine no longer. I closed it relieved that it's was the end of the day I plopped down in the big bed covered in both a mixture of Korean and Japanese nation patterns dark purple and black.
So fluffy... warm... I don't want to wake up from this dream, but I have to— there's no choice.
*I'll just finish my work first and then... relax* I thought.
I scribbled through my work like usual, and fingered through my plans or not really my plans. Something in the notebook with all my plans in it caught my eye.
'Get yourself something, not just for me or your sister or your father, but also just for you~
~love momma'
Hmmm I'll take your word for advice mom, but not now— not really anyway...
I frowned— it's not that I don't want to follow her advice it's just that.. she can be a little skeptical sometimes, although she does have good words for advice. I closed the book and finally...
                   ~~Relaxation~~
I got up from the desk and left to the bed— fluffy, warmth.. so nice~~
I got under the covers and watched the birds and the trees sing to together(not literally— you know trees have leaves and when they have leaves and winds comes you can here the wind swishing throughout the leaves and trees🤯🤯🤯😱😱😱🥵🥵🥵) it was a beautiful sight— I was blessed to have this room— I had a nice view of the water fall and  as I said I can see a lot of trees and birds, bushes, etc... as I looked outside I could see the container open on one of my desks— the one thing I was saving for tomorrow... DUMPLING OREOS. It's not scary actually it's just a Oreo cooked into the dumpling— that's it nothing bad. I grabbed off the desk and ate the first one slowly.
                         •Delicious•
*BANG BANG*— the door.
Is that cheese and Holly again doing that stupid trend thingy?? I asked myself annoyed.
*BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG don't yo-* the door again instead I cut them off.
"Ugggghhh would you stop— I am trying to relax right now, not get a head ache you rat— just come in..." I replied.
The door opened a bit to a minimum so that who was there knew I could hear.
"I'm a rat to you??" The voice said, small and tiny— like that cookie who was there was about to cry.
"Uhhhh would you come in so I can see you— I mean if your golden cheese cookie your a rat or just someone who annoys the crumbs out of me" I responded.
The voice laughed a bit then said, "wow you find her a rat? Sometimes I find that personally relatable" the voice chuckled.
It was soft and warm, but i wasn't trusting this— honestly who would? The cookie moved in closer, visible to the eye.
"Pure vanilla... cookie?" I said:
"What other cookie we're you expecting?" They responded. I turned back to the window and picked up another Oreo dumpling.
"Honestly I though that was rose" I muffled.
"Oh let me guess, she finds golden cheese cookie annoying??" Pure vanilla said in a rather salty tone.
"Uh yes, and not to be a pest, but why exactly are you in here??, and why were you about to sing—" I asked. I rubbed my eyes therefore my vision started to get numb, weird...
Pure vanillas face started to go red then they replied with only, "I just wanted to see how you were doing." They quickly turned away aesthetically.
That's suspicious—
"Why would you do that for I mean nothings wrong with me... right??" I asked nervously.
"Oh no— nothings wrong it's just that you seemed a little on the moldy side lately" they replied.
I looked at them for a second— honestly sometimes I do look a bit drained, but moldy?? HA! Your talking to the wrong cookie, but then again I can see why vanilla would say this though— I haven't the most active lately and I do find my self more tired of myself personally, but that probably does have something to do with my state of mentally.
"Why do you suppose that??" I mutter.
"Oh I guess you seem more tired and things and you were quite annoyed with the fact someone came to your room— and these past few days you were always talking about how you can't wait until school ends which is basically like six years from now— and I'm not exaggerating.." vanilla says fondly.
"Hmm— I guess so Nilla maybe I am on the ew side of things" I shrugged off.
They sat there staring at me trying to memorize the same facial expression I was making or maybe something else— they were looking up and down slowly, every time there cheeks became a hot red. Nilla finally snapped out of the trance then said, "can you please tell me what's wrong?.."
"Why would I? I know it sounds kinda traitorous, but still why— and hey you didn't answer my question from earlier" I groaned.
"I'm worried about you.." Nilla finishes.
I feel my own cheeks begin to redden— them— worry about me, should I tell them?? I mean there wouldn't be no harm done right.
"You.. okay?" Nilla asked softly.
"Oh yes just swarming around in my thoughts and I guess you do deserve to know~" I said rather seductively which was truthfully not intended.
Nilla's face got red, they turned away and put there palms on there face.
"I didn't mean to fluster your or anything—" I said.
"Oh no you didn't it was— uh... I'm just trying to find the right word and instead of something I shouldn't say which would be inappropriate, well uh never mind.." Nilla had responded.
"So.. would you like me to start??" I asked.
"Yes and go slow and gentle not to fast or anything like that" Nilla had said.
I gave them a weird look, why on earth bread would they say that— that sounds.. never mind just thinking again.

•After Cacao explained bcuz I'm lazy•

We sat in silence, I kept myself covered, but the more I thought about what I had just said made me start to sob. I kept eating the Oreo dumpling satisfied by the taste helping me calm down a bit, but the tears kept on coming.
"Do you wanna hug??" Nilla asked softly.
I nodded, all I wanted was affection something that I probably wouldn't experience again— in forever.
They reached in and hug me. I finally decided to open the overs and let Nilla hug me— without a huge blanket surrounding me. Nilla softly put their head on my chest while smiling softly with the same closed eyes as always. After a little while of hugging I finally came to realize Nilla fell asleep on me. Just what I needed.
They came in closer snuggling me and the of course the blankets. I started to feel warm and fuzzy inside and my face turned red, really red. It was easy to tell the Nilla was fake sleeping— the snoring and the constant smiling. It would be the perfect time to confess,
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•But maybe it's not the best time•