Taken Under Hemmings' Wing

Chapter XXI: A Fiery Tittle-tattle

Violet

Once I got out the comfort room, Calum was standing there leaning against the wall beside the comfort room door. He had a worried look on his face, his nose was flaring from the worry I guess.

I chuckled at his actions, how sweet.

"What happened, Vy? Something up?" Cal bomb bared me with questions ones his eyes settled on mine. I couldn't hold the smile on my face, suddenly I remember why I was screaming. I have a freaking mark on my neck!

I pulled my school jacket closer to me, if he sees this he'll immediately think that Demon and I are in that type of relationship. And I don't want him to think that at all.

His eyebrows furrowed and his face was crumpled. "Hey, what's up?" He grabbed my wrist and stared me down with his pretty eyes. I shook my head and gave him a unsure smile. Why do I suck at lying?

I know he wanted to ask about it more but maybe he might be invading something, that's why he just let go of my wrist and just brush the situation off and ended up talking about the new drama club partner of Ms. Anderson. Is she a lot worse? Hope not.

I slaughtered my bag on the bed in panic, headed to the bathroom and checked the medicine cabinet for band aids. That's the only way I could think of, I don't know how to cover stuff like this. I don't even know what this is!

"Found them! Thank God!" I praised with joy, I got hyped up and grabbed myself a band aid and placed it on that spot. That horrible spot.

I wonder if that jerk a-hole is home. Usually, when aunt Liz is here he doesn't stay home. I suddenly heard a loud thump on the door, oh, no way in hell Hemmings!

I opened the door and was suppose to drag him in and beat the hell out of him but then I realized it was a soccer ball, Landon's soccer ball. You assumed a little bit too much, Violeta.

Landon picked it up with his cute little hands and unexpectedly he threw it on my face. Ouch. He laughed and scrammed towards his room on the other side of the hallway.

"Landon! What was that for?!" I shouted in complain, you could totally tell the difference on how close I am with the Hemmings family. I ran straight to his room and knocked, to play with him a little. I mean, I  don't need to do anything.

"Go away! Did I say you may enter?" Landon was bouncing up and down on his bed, then stuck his tongue out and lie back down the bed with a relaxed look on his face.

I could still see the sun burn on Landon's face, I was chuckling to myself. What a little cupcake. I sat on his bed and he rolled over and sat back up. "Hey, go away!" He shouted in annoyance.

He held me by the shoulders and tried pushing me off the bed, I missed Landon! Even if they weren't my real family or anything like that, they are really special to me. No wonder why mom brought me here.

He successfully pushed me off the bed, but my eyes were caught off guard because of the light sabers set down the shelves. Are they new?! I love Star Wars!

I went straight to the shelf forgetting how Landon's attitude is, I was about to reach and touch it but in a immediate response he pushed me again away from the shelf.

"Come on! Let me touch it, please?!" I pleaded with a pout, he just shot me a cold glare capturing the light saber with his hold.

"No way, weirdo." That so Hemmings.

"Please?"

"No."

"We could play, please?"

"No way, no playing."