Looooong chapter guys! Or, at least, long for me. Enjoy!
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Melissa POV
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I woke up, hastily scrambling out of bed. I was late for class! I threw on a hoodie over the shirt I'd slept in and a pair of jeans. I longingly casted a sideways glance at the granola bar sitting on the counter. I eventually decided that it would have to wait.
I ran out into the hall and towards the elevator. A sign on the stainless steel door read "Out Of Order, Please Use Stairs." I couldn't help but think it looked like a Fall Out Boy song as I ran to the other end of the hallway.
As I descended the second flight of stairs, I heard a voice behind me.
"Wait! Where are you going?" I recognized the source of the voice as a guy from my English class, the one I was rushing to.
I turned to face him. He looked like he'd been dragged out of bed. He wore a t shirt and loose-fitting shorts. His dark hair stuck out at all angles. "T-to class,"
He looked at me funny. "English? We don't have English today. In fact, we don't have any classes at all unless you take Art or are in Marching Band. Some professor conference. I'm Ryan, by the way," he held out his hand.
"M-melissa." I grasped his hand and shook it. "Hey, h-how'd you know I was in a hurry?"
"Oh!" Ryan laughed good-naturedly. "We live right under you!"
"Ryan!" said the guy who stepped out of Ryan's room. This guy looked better-kept than Ryan, at least right now. He wore an oversized shirt that I assumed was not his and his brown hair was combed in an upward style. He walked up to us and planted a kiss on Ryan's cheek. "I made breakfast."
Now I know who's shirt he was wearing. Ryan instantly began to blush. "M-melissa, this is m-my boyfriend, Eren."
"Your very hungry boyfriend," Eren corrected, emerald eyes gleaming and meeting Ryan's azure ones.
"Right. Heh. See you later, Melissa!" Ryan said, still more focused on Eren.
"Bye!" added Eren.
"O-okay. Sorry," I said, rushing back up to my room.
It had been two days since I recieved the video depicting my deal with the king of hell. It had also been two days since I had seen said king. Little by little, I was getting less anxious about the safety of my soul. That is, until I opened my door and saw the man from the video sitting on my couch.
"'Ello, Melissa." I gasped, mouth open in a silent scream.
"H-have you come for my s-soul?" I asked.
"Oh," Crowley said, wrinkling his nose "Don't be so melodramatic. Our contract lasts 10 years. After that, I send my hellhounds to drag you kicking and screaming to perdition. But for now we're besties, right?" My eyes darted back and forth.
"C-can I cancel the deal?" Crowley pulled a scroll, seemingly out of midair. He shook it once, and the whole thing rolled out across the room and hit the wall before it was done rolling.
"This is our contract, dear. If you'd care to go throught the whole entire thing to find a loophole somewhere in the subtext, then be my guess. Otherwise, no. And no, I will not do it simply because we're "BFF's"." Crowley said flatly. I hung my head in defeat.
"Tea?"
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Hey guys! This part is pretty long. This is what I wrote on our way to Omaha! The Henry Doorly Zoo there is super fun. 10/10 would reccomend. They had a bengal tiger! *squee* (Sorry for being a nerd there) Aaaaaaaaaaaanywho, part two of this will probably be out Saturday night, but it depends on how tomorrow goes. Part two of this will also include a Crowley POV, which is always fun. Okeydokey then, see you guys later!
