Blueberry Academy Book 1

Chapter 17 • final exams day • DC POV •

I was already prepared for DRAT. It was test taking day— I knew this test was going to be long so like usual I brought food and snacks, and I dressed perfectly; a huge haori, with a black shirt and light jeans with boots with of course fur inside— comfy..
I grabbed my bag and head off to meet Nilla in their dormitory. The night before was kinda weird, me and rose expressed our true feelings for each other.. although we both love each other we don't love each other like that, after that we broke up— it wasn't sad or anything it was technically a relief for both of us, but what will our parents say excluding my mother?
I finally got to Nilla's dormitory, a beautiful door might I say.
I knocked on the door three times and it opened. There Nilla was, I'm not gonna lie, but they looked amazingly beautiful, although there hair was quite long, well very long— even longer than mine!(sad boy doesn't know how long his hair is T^T it's literally on the floor 😭, although he has his hair in a bun/ponytail- it's only a ponytail because there's so much!).
"Oh! I'm sorry I forgot to cut my hair— let me just—" Nilla said while taking out a blade.
It was sharp and they put it right where they wanted to put it, put there finger behind it and then the blade cut there hair.
"How did you I not cut your hand.." I said quietly as usual.
"Oh well I've been doing it for ages now— literally, so it comes quite easy to me" Nilla answered.
They picked up the hair and threw it in the trash beside us.
"Uh ready to go..?" I asked them.
"Yup! And as usual I brought snacks and dented pencils and erasers and...." Nilla kept ranting on what they brought.
After a while they stopped talking and we kept walking to our testing room. They looked to me then my hair and then they said, "why don't you cut your hair??"
I thought for a while I never really questioned why or the length of my hair— I just wanted it to be healthy and clean.
"I don't know why don't I.." I asked myself aloud.
"You know.. if you want I can cut your hair.." Nilla said trying not to make it sound awkward.
"Oh I'd like that.. just not to much though at my ankles."I replied.
"Wait really?? Your hair would still be so long?!" Nilla said.
"Oh well I just like being able to see my hair.. I guess when I'm in battle— when it goes back and forth and left and right.. I kinda like that" I answered.
"Oh okay.. your wish is my command!!" Nilla said.
"Well not right now," Nilla responded.
"Do you mind if we stop at the garden for a while I'll do it there" Nilla finished.
I thought for a second then answered with sure.
They gleefully skipped ti the garden while I followed along I smiled as the picked flowers out of the garden, Nilla seemed to casts spell on each one to ensure it's eternal state.
"What's that for..?" I asked.
"Do you mind if I braid your hair??" Nilla said ignoring my question.
"Uh sure.." I answered.
They carefully took out the blade the. Cut off to my ankles, they first took out my hair which was supposed to be a bun, but because it was to much it came into a ponytail.
They carefully braid while seeming to put twist in it, but it was gentle. Nilla was always a gentle person that's why I loved them, or so I think. After they finished they stuck the flowers in carefully and smiled at the finished product.
"Beautiful" Nilla said satisfied.
(If you don't know what his hair looks like now take the back of mitsuiri's hair for reference— from demon slayer).
I smiled while we walked out of the garden.
It started to get humid so I started to eat my dumplings— they would get to sticky in the class room anyway, that's a good thing..
"Oh my cookies! It's certainly got hotter!" Nilla said.
I nodded briefly for it was hot.
"I know im not so used to this type of weather so I don't really know how it would effect me, but I am guessing I won't adapt to it— first try.." I responded.
"I know I mean many people come from cold kingdoms, but your kingdom is widely known for its cold and hospitality— but the king.." Nilla drifted.
"I don't really wanna talk about my father.." I told them.
"Why..? I mean I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but why..?" Nilla asked curiously.
"Indeed my father was a good father, husband, and 'king' but it's like he's using his title to get things— to others except me and my younger sister.. he's indeed rude, my mother would always ruse about the matter quite so often, sometimes she said it scared her.. how mean and rude and hostile he could be.." I said.
"Oh, I'm sorry for asking maybe there's something you could do— I mean if your the oldest.." Nilla said as we stopped in front of the testing room door.
I looked around as other cookies eyes talked us as we were there.. some whispered, and other smiled.
"Let's just talk about this when we get to our testing spot.." I responded.
"Oh okay!" Nilla said blissfully trying to lighten the rather dull mood.
We sat down in our spot.
It had a arch as an entrance while small lights hung down, while felt colorful paper with dull color hung with the lights, or regular been bag chairs as usual— me and Nilla designed this spot in the classroom as a class assignment, it was quite fun— we brought a small book shelf and put fidgets and what sort on it, so when we do our work it could be rather fun. Although our doom looks bland and white it is bigger than you think.
The other students gathered to there testing/ working spots and took out there pencils and scratch paper.
Nilla looked out of the doom for a second then asked me, "did you bring scratch paper by any chance?"
"Um yes.. I always bring extra— I draw a lot." I answered.
I pulled it out of my satchel and sat my lunch box right on the small table so did Nilla as well.
We heard our teachers foot steps come closer and then stopped. Our teacher looked quite young or way to young.. they were as tall as Nilla and had very vibrant skin color the same as Nilla's, long black thick curls pulled back into a ponytail, she always brought a locket around her neck with her huge shirt and her regular light blue jeans and her bright yellow shoes to math with her huge shirt.
"Hello! Here's the test! Do your best and go slow!" Mrs. sugar blossom said whilest handing us the papers.
"Oh thank you!" Nilla said smiling.
Mrs. sugar blossom left out cave and walked off.
"Is she married..?" Nilla mumbled to their self.
What type of question is that?! It's obvious!!
"She's married.." I muttered.
"Mrs. is I front of her name— Mrs. but when it's Ms. she's single, and if it's Miss then you never know.." I finished completely hiding my true feelings.
Nilla handed me the other paper and laid back.
"You know I never get to test in style.." Nilla said while laying back.
I sighed then chuckled then said, "me neither it's usually just a weird quiet place and that's coming from me who's always quiet.." I responded.
"True..." Nilla chuckled.
Nilla got up and moved there bean bag closer to mine.
"What was that for, and aren't we supposed to be doing the test?" I asked them.
Nilla frowned, as if I did something wrong— was I not supposed to bring up the test.
They moved there face closer to mine, there gorgeous eyes sparkled and there lips.. they were such a beautiful color, there skin shined in the light, and they looked amazingly beautiful.
"I hate testing.." Nilla muttered.
"And why is that..?" I asked them.
"Because when you test your all alone.." they said carful with there words.
"Can I cuddle with you— you look so warm.." they asked.
I couldn't help, but feel my cheeks get red and warm.
"Fine.. but after you finish your work.." I mumbled flustered.
"Okay!" Nilla said.
I rolled my eyes and without a doubt they finished first.
"I finished!" Nilla said.
"Already?! Did you check your work? At least.." I asked them.
"Yuh, can I get cuddles now!" Nilla asked cutely.
"Not yet let me finish my last question.." I told them while brushing off there existence.
It had been only 30 minutes and that's how I was gonna spend it I guess. I finished in 40 minutes and walked out to hand Mrs. sugar blossom the work. After I did I walked back and sat down exhausted.
"Finally.." I muttered.
"Finally finished with the test.." I finished.
"Are you tired?" Nilla asked.
"Yes very tired.." I told them .
"Is it okay if I can still cuddle with you?" Nilla asked.
I nodded my head and they got up and sat they sat down on there knees and rested there head on my chest. I couldn't help, but blush.. adorable..
We stayed like this for a couple of minutes and then they lifted up there head and yawned.
They inched a little closer towards me and kissed me..
"Hmmph?!" I back away a bit so surprised.
So.. passionate.. so.. warm..
I feel into this kiss as they wrapped their arms around my neck, I forcefully wrapped my arms around their waist and brought them closer.
After a couple minutes of kissing me they finally let go.
"I really love, I mean I love you, or I—" Nilla stammered.
"Stop.." I said placing a finger to there lips.
"I love you.. and it seems like you love me as well.." I finished.
"I love— I love you.." Nilla whimpered and pulled my face back in for another kiss.
We were to lucky the teacher was asleep the whole time and no one heard.
Because of that we kissed more.. roughly.. for much longer, as soon as I felt felt a sexual tension growing I pulled away. Nilla kept muttering something to themselves over and over again as if they did something wrong,
"What..?" I mumbled.
"I'm so sorry for kissing you like that.. I— I.. I just felt like the at for a long time.. I guess.." Nilla answered.
"And I love you as well.." I smiled.
After that we acted like nothing had happened although when we were back inside the original classroom after
Mrs. sugar blossom woke up and explained to us all that we did a good job and she believed in us even though she doubts any of us will make it through.
I frowned, she could've told us in the beginning..
I muttered.
I know I went the only one thinking that.. a girl with lunar colored hair said.
She wasn't as tall and she was probably a couple of years younger than me— by a lot saying I'm 16.. or that's what I refer to myself as anyway.
Her hair was pulled back by a start head band, it was white, she wore a puffy white skirt, and a dark blue blouse, thigh high white socks and black shoes, with the rest of the school uniform on.
Wait who said that anyway?? She mumbled.
Uhh right here.. I responded.
She looked to me and smiled.
Hello! My name is moonlight cookie!! Nice to meet you! She replied.
I nodded then said, and my name is dark cacao cookie, but friends they call me cacao..
Oh cool! She said.
So how old are you?? She said again.
16.. I answered.
Wow!! Your way older than me!! I'm 6! She replied.
6?! She is 6?! No wonder why she sounds like that.. how did she even get in.
Before you whisper anything else I have the mind of someone who has just graduated from this academy by the way— that's how I got in.. she replied.
After a while it was finally time to leave the testing room— we would have the rest of the day to train and other such, but I decided to give myself a break for the rest of today.. though I can't get my mind off of what happened earlier— the kiss..
Meh that's not on my mind— when I get back I'll close the curtains get some Oreo ice cream, get into something nice and cozy and read my favorite book.
What a nice day hopefully no more surprises..