『 I Won't Run Anymore』

Part 1 - Delivery

It's so hot... how long have I been travelling for now? I don't know entirely, but I know it's enough for the soles of my feet to be hardened and sore. I can feel blisters forming around the toes too, the only part that feels soft. I removed my shoe and massaged the –as expected- rough skin of my heel. It hurt to the touch as I turned and plopped the aching appendage into the fountain I was currently sitting on, my second foot taking the same ritual.

"Ah, that's sooo much better!"

A smile stretched across my face, almost ear to ear at finally being able to take a rest. My aching feet soon soothing under the weight of the cold water. I took out my notebook and pen and marked off the places I had been. Seems like there's only one place left. Taking a look inside my Naruto messenger bag and staring at the only labelled package, I was right. Great, just one more then I'm done. I looked back to my notebook; True Cross Academy. That was the prestigious school for rich kids if I'm correct. I groaned before throwing my shoes back onto my wet feet, appreciating the coolness it left and begun walking towards the direction my map suggested with squelching shoes. May as well get it over with fast, then report back to work. I should be let home then. I might grab an ice-pop on my way back.

"It's like a thousand degrees..."

I groaned again, pushing raven locks from my face before picking up my pace, the thought of an ice-pop treat fuelling me. The large building soon came into eyesight, it wasn't exactly hard to miss, as it was the biggest place in True Cross Academy Town after all. The closer I got, the wider my mouth became. It was HUGE! It looked to be made of old alabaster stone, with beautifully decorated arches lining the oil painting like building. This was the first time I've seen it up close, only being able to see the steeple from where I worked. I slowly walked up the steps and into the air conditioned corridor, releasing a small sigh of contempt. This felt great... I smiled and looked down at my paper, reading the room number I had to deliver to. By the looks of it, it was the principals office. I rose a brow, why would the principle... oh whatever. I was too excited about getting home to care why the man in charge of the most popular building in the town wanted cakes and cookies. Maybe a staff party or something?

"Fuck it..."

I made my way up many sets of stairs, reading door rooms as I passed. I was grateful for the air conditioning or I feel I would have died from heatstroke on a set of stairs.

"Principle... Principle... Ah, here it is! Principals office."

I read the nicely printed gold Benegraphic Calligraphy on the door before my mouth opened slightly... was... was that engraved in real gold?! I got closer and ran my finger over the oak wood, sure enough I could feel the indent where the words lay, cold to the touch. It was!

"Holy shit, just how loaded is this guy?"

I shook my head and rapped my knuckles on the door, getting my professional composure back. A loud 'Come in' came from the other side of the door and I took that as my Que. I pulled on the door knob –which was also made of gold- and let myself into his...office? Uhh... Did I get the wrong room? It looked like a teenage otaku girl's room! I looked at my paper then back to the number written on the door, no it was right. Over on the left side was a desk filled with paperwork, a large chair behind it. A gold name tag sat on the desk with the name 'Johann Faust V' written on it. I guess... this really is the principals office. The chair turned around and a man wearing a ...I want to say suit? Faced me. He had hair the colour of violets and tired looking forest green eyes. He smiled lightly showing slightly pointed incisors. Ouch, I'd hate to be his wife...