"Yeah, pretty much." I answered with nod. "Maybe he was sleep walking or something. He seemed pretty out of it." I can't believe I hadn't thought of it before. It made sense. My brother used to sleep walk.
Just as the thought of my brother crossed my mind my cell phone rang. It was my mom.
"Hello." I said happily and went to stretch out on the couch. Just as I did this massive guy took my leg room. Ignoring out existence he laced his fingers behind his head and closed his eyes.
"Hello, Sophie?" My mom said questioningly when I didn't say anything.
"Sorry mom, Russia is weird." The guy smiled at that, but didn't open his eyes. I don't see how guys can be so relaxed.
"How so?" My mom asked as I walked out of the room, leaving Chloe and Miranda with the weird guy.
"Well, for one thing, this buff dude just took my leg room. Actually, all the guys here are buff and walk around without shirts on even though it's below zero out there." I told her as I walked around aimlessly. I can't sit still when I talk.
"Oh really? Got any jell-o?" She asked teasingly. I rolled my eyes.
You see, we were driving home from the mall once and talking about abs. My mom asked Miranda and I if we would slurp jell-o off a guy's abs. Miranda laughed, but I thought about it. My response was "Well...I kind of like jell-o." That was a popular Facebook post.
"I dunno, I think I could find some." I said with a smile, jokingly playing along. I had learned to do that a long time ago. If you play along with guys and their perversion it freaks them out a little. Of course, they end up taking advantage of it and once they figure out I'm not putting out...they just keep on trying. Unfortunately for them I don't take people's crap.
"Be good and stay away from the vodka." She warned me half jokingly.
"Yeah, I will." I rubbed my arms because the windows made the hallway drafty.
"So how was your first night?" How to put this?
"Well, I broke a glass at three in the morning and then had a run in with a violent sleep walker and ended up with a cut across my palm. Viktor fixed it though." I told her as I looked down at my hand again. I kept forgetting it was like that.
"Ah, Viktor..." She said skeptically. Sometimes I think she forgets I'm an adult.
"Yeah, he's twenty one. I haven't decided if he's nice or not. He's kind of cold and antisocial." I told her and shared a smile with one of the other girls who lives here as I passed her.
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The Cold North
Loup-garouSophia Rainsford is sent with two friends to spend a few months in Russia with her aunt and uncle. A nice relaxing winter after finishing high school was all she had expected out of the trip. She was not aware that her aunt and uncle were housing fi...
