Dark and light: The Shadows

Chapter 9

Anya's pov

"All I'm saying is I think it should be illegal to have finals so close to Christmas and that our classes should resume a few days past mid-January."

"Agreed, but we're lucky to get a month's break," Salia placed a hand on my shoulder, "don't push your luck, Scoob."

I pouted playfully and loaded into the elevator with her and others.
She hugged me and got out on the second floor. I kept my face straight being one of the few girls and LOTS of guys that were in that elevator.
Abosk would drop all of us home after Bekati's last exam. His one was done first, then mine, then our sister's. That left me with an hour to finish packing my essentials and a few clothes I wanna rotate out of this closet.

We all exited the elevator, and I hastily made my way to my dorm, locking the room. My roommate would probably be by in an hour. Probably. Even if it's later than that, we've already given season's greetings. There was no way we wanted to be here for the closing ceremony. I put my hair up, put on my music, and got to the task at hand. Shouldn't be too much to deal with.

Bekati's pov

I got my bag from the front of the class and began to walk away. The room finally had the chance to be empty. The teacher could finally leave. But, no.
I halted to a stop since she called me back to the desk. I expected her to stay stationary till I got there but met me halfway with the item. I bit my lip to halt the grudging gaze from escaping. I know I contributed money to this. Everyone else in the class did and got their serving, but receiving food from her felt weird. Even if she wasn't the one to prepare it. I don't know and actually didn't wanna know if she did.
My hand shook as I reached for the food, and my sleeve rolled down slightly upon grabbing it. Her eyes widened almost immediately. I could hit myself right now.

She immediately reached for the rest of my hand and guided me to the first row of seats near us.

Once she sat and instructed me to sit, I rolled the sleeve down to my fingertips. I could just make a run for it. She can't force me to be here.

Why aren't I moving? I CAN GO NOW.

"Ms. Coleman-"

"Ms Wallace, it's not a big deal, I was just trying on an old metal bracelet I had and suffered its damage." I looked at her at the last few words, hoping she wouldn't use psychology to tell me I was lying. "It's not what you think it is. And it started a reaction. This med makes me bruise easily."

"Med?" she softened her tone and her eyes.

"Yeah, they help with my seizures, hence why I've been more present in class." I made a hand motion with the available hand.

"I see, and the scabs on your fingers? You get nervous a lot?" She tilted her head to the side.

She caught too much in a few seconds.

"Mhm. Uh, but that's not to be worried about. My mom- my Mãe, is waiting for us, though, and I don't wanna hold you back."

"You'll miss assembly?" she knitted her brows slightly again.

"I kinda need to. But I wish you seasons' greetings, and a great New Year if I'm not online by then." we have this group chat. I'd truly need to be offline. "I remember your offer. And I'm doing great. Plus, I don't wanna stress you out - but that's not the point." I mustered a giggle.

I held the plate close to me and signed something with gratitude. I made sure to mention it's been a great semester with her before her energy was right enough to leave her. Once she was out of sight, I set my mind on other things, like thinking of someone I could donate this food to. And why she reminded me of the person with no face in my mind. That person could give me uncontrollable chills. I've recognized that I shouldn't think deeply about it if it elicits that reaction.