The Lucky Ones

Chapter Twenty-Eight: "You're Going Out."

I woke up, laying right on top of Sans. He was breathing softly, but was snoring loudly. I snickered. "So adorable." I thought.

His arms were around me, embracing me tightly. I looked at my wrist, and it wasn't bruised anymore. I rolled my eyes. He used magic on me. And I didn't like it.

I reached over to my phone and looked at the time. It was 9:42 in the morning. I jumped up, and Sans woke up immediately. His scythe appeared in his hands, and he stood up in an attack-position. "What's wrong? Who was here?"

I laughed and said "Nobody is or was here, baby. I'm just late for my classes. And I have to get to them. I'll miss Science, and-"

He covered my mouth. He said "You're not going today. I've been noticing that you haven't been hanging out with your friends much. I want you to have a Girls-Day with Abbigail and Kristin. I'll hang out with Jason and Seth if it makes you happy."

I looked at him. "Baby. I have a fifteen paragraph essay about the Monroe Doctrine I have to hand in today, or else I get a zero on it. I have to present a presentation on significant figures. I literally have to explain a form of scientific notations. I also have to do a test for Trigonometry today, and I haven't studied. Please, I HAVE to go."

He looked into my eyes. I could tell he wasn't going to keep arguing with me about this. He really wanted me to hang out with my friends. But why?

"Besides, why are you so eager for me to hang out with Abby and Kristin? They're just my friends."

"Yeah, your friends from eighth grade. Your closest friends. Your best friends."

I smiled a little. "Don't forget about the other two. You know, Cucco and Max?"

Sans looked confused. "Cucco who? I know Max, but not Cucco."

I laughed. "Cucco Somnityr. You've never really met before. He came here like.. once."

"Don't know him. Name doesn't sound familiar to me." he said. I hugged him, and he hugged me back. "I wish I could go with Abby and Kristy. But I don't think I can. I have too much shit to do for my classes."

Sans looked me in the eye again, clearly determined. That wasn't really his thing, considering Chara had a ton of determination...

"I'm the principal of Harvard. I say whether you stay or not. I say when you have work. I say how much work you have. I say when something's due. I'll make it so you have extra time. And if they have a problem with you handing stuff later than other students do, tell me. I'll deal with them."

I couldn't help but smile. He always put me before other students. Even the staff. If I didn't like something at Harvard, he would go out of his way to fix it so I would like it.

I considered staying. I mean, it would have been nice to hang out with my friends. I haven't seen them since I got in that car crash. And Sans would hold off the due dates for me..

But I also considered going to my classes. Sans shouldn't put me above other students just because we're married. I know he does it out of love, but he really shouldn't.

I was split in half. I couldn't decide. If I called Abby, she'd tell me to go with the girls. If I called Cucco, he'd tell me to trust my gut or something. And if I called a teacher, they'd tell me to go to my classes.

I was torn. Really.

Sans spoke up. "I have an idea. Let's draw straws."

I said "How?" He responded "Well, take a bunch in straws and cut them at random spots in the middle. Therefore, making it a bigger selection for us to choose from. And whoever has the longest straw wins. Deal?"

I said "Deal."

He went to the kitchen to get some straws, and I waited patiently back in the bedroom. Hopefully he'd be playing honestly and wouldn't cheat. I want this to be an honest game. I wouldn't complain if he won, and I hope he wouldn't complain if I won. Fair is fair.

He came back with different sized straws. We both closed our eyes, and he shuffled them behind his back. When he told me they were held out in front of him, I took one straw. He took his, and we both opened our eyes.

Sans had the longer straw. Only by two centimeters though. I sighed and said "You win. I'll hang out with Abby and them. But you and the boys have to hang out with us, alright?"

"Okay, as long as you're with your friends, I'm satisfied." I yawned and stretched. "Can we at least sleep until eleven?" I asked tiredly.

He said "Of course." and laid down on the bed. I got next to him under the covers, and cuddled up against him. We slept until 10:45, and then I woke up. I got up carefully, trying not to wake Sans.

I tip-toed to the tiny refrigerator in my dorm's "kitchen", and opened it. I was hungry. It didn't have much food, so I didn't have a lot to choose from.

I grabbed an apple, closed the refrigerator, sat on the counter, and bit into it. It was one of those sweet apples that was firmer than the others. It was also a green one, so I liked it even better that way.

Once I finished, I threw the apple core away and walked back into the bedroom. I opened my closet and took out a black v-neck T-Shirt, black jeans, black socks, black panties and bra, black flats, and a dark red and black flannel.

Yep, I was considered an Emo.

I grabbed my black Converse and walked into the bathroom. I changed into the clothes, brushed my hair, brushed my teeth, and put my deodorant and perfume on. I went into the living room and sat on the couch.

I decided to watch a little TV while I waited for Sans to wake up. I grabbed the remote and turned the TV on, and started flipping through the channels. Unfortunately, they didn't play My Little Pony anymore, so I had one more show I wanted to watch.

Grimm.

I went to the channel that played Grimm, and started to watch the episode that was playing.

I barely got into the episode before Sans came out, running his fingers through his hair. He walked over to me, and sat down next to me on the couch.

He rested his head on my shoulder, and I gently played with his hair. He said "Baby, can we wait a little while before we go? I'm still tired."

I smiled and replied "Of course baby. Take all the time you need."