Dalaric

Eighteen: "𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙚."

"Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim."

- Nora Ephron



"Eat your sandwich." Dalaric's insanely attractive voice grumbles out as he reprimands me for almost forgetting my sandwich on the kitchen counter.

Not my fault Kipp decided to poo and distract me. Birds poop so weirdly. Dalaric says he's normal. Then why does Kipp poop weirdly?

I nod, smiling a large smile because of how much he cares.

"Five kisses as payment, please."

I don't want to exploit him but I can't help it.

I turn my face to the side, pointing to my cheek.

His eyes turn amused as he pushes himself of the car door and grabs my waist.

I suddenly don't care about the eyes watching us when his soft lips make contact with my forehead, nose, cheeks and both my closed lids.

He moves towards my lips and stops. I swear I see the subtlest of smirks before he speaks,

"Eat your sandwich."

"I was going to do it anyways, you can't just do that-ugh" I pout frustrated that he always leaves me hanging.

Dalaric shakes his head before kissing my knuckles and walking backwards to the drivers side of the car.

"See you at six!" I wave at him, excited about my first ever date.

My first ever date with him.

After telling Dalaric to drive safe, I walk towards the school entrance with a smile on my face. I've been doing that a lot lately. Smiling.

I blame the beautiful assassin who I wake up to.

Hugging his hoodie tighter, I glance towards the end of the hallway where Clancy stands with a waving hand in the air.

I wave back, a grin on my face because of the good start to my day.

Dalaric wouldn't let go of me in the morning so I challenged him to a dual. He says he doesn't fight girls but I think he's just scared. And mean.

But very, very lovely.

"Hey Maya." Our fists bump before we walk to English, my hand holding the kitkat I bought for Mr. Gnawshire.

Clancy and I have gotten much closer recently. He added me to a group chat- my first ever Group chat- with Helen and Fatima. I think they're my 'friend group' and I wouldn't change it for the world.

I sent the group a cute gif of a penguin waving and saying 'good morning' but only Fatima replied, calling it fat. Assassins are mean.

Fatima also sends us pictures of her family's farm in Somalia. She has seven goats. Three of them died because they ate something bad. Dalaric spent ten minutes calming me down.

"How did it go?" I try to wink at Clancy, who's flushing a bright red, probably because of me mentioning Helen.

"It um- uh...she kissed my cheek. Is that good?" I squeal, earning a glare from many students.

"This is so exciting, clance! Oh my God!"

Clance and I planned for his date with Helen for an entire two days. I even helped him pick out his shirt and the color of the rose I made him buy. I was ecstatic at how nervous he was and how much I shipped both of them. They're so cute.