Metanoia, a Ghost Bird Fanfic

candy

video is unrelated but I like it

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It takes about 20 minutes to get to high school but it passes by too quickly as Dr. Green fills it with funny stories about his shift. He's a doctor at a hospital and he was heading back from his night shift and going directly to school when he saw me on the street. 

It's beyond me how he can be the school nurse, Japanese teacher, and a doctor at an actual hospital.

It's like he's the one with supernatural powers not me.

He doesn't seem that old either, maybe three or four years older than me. Does he even sleep?

Looking at him he's so playful and energetic it's easy to overlook the dark bags under his eyes. I'm worried he doesn't take care of his health but I keep this to myself.

He also offered me a few pieces of caramel which I found to be amazing. They taste like creamy heaven. I moan a bit at the taste. I notice Dr. Green's knuckles tighten on the steering wheel as something flashes in his eyes I don't recognize but he hides it quickly.

Maybe he's angry I'm taking all of his candy. I try to feel bad for taking them but I already want more as soon as they're gone. I don't remember sugar being this good but maybe that's because I rarely get the chance to have candy.

"Fan of sweets?" He asks, amusement replacing the previous darkness in his eyes. I nod slightly and cram all the wrappers into my pocket, feeling kinda awkward. I like listening to him but it's difficult to do the talking part.

He pulls onto the road that will lead into the parking lot. The traffic is insane, cars and people covering everything in sight.

Since the car is stopped he reaches into the pocket on his door and pulls out a big bag full of carmel. I can't help but grin.

"That makes two of us" He says while pulling a few out for himself as we wait for the cars in front of us to freakin' move.

"Are you sure it's okay?" I muffle through a mouthful of caramel while I stuff a huge handful of them in my hoodie pocket.

I'm amazed with how much candy this new hoodie can hold. All the pockets of of my other jackets where either made for girls which for whatever reason meant they could maybe hold half of an eraser, or they had holes worn through the bottom.

But these are huge! I could put anything in these! I excitedly grab more to see how much I can put in.

If he's having second thoughts about being my candy dealer it's too late now, they're mine. My eyes roll to the back of my head in pure ecstasy at the taste.

"You can have as much as you want if you reward me with that noise, pookie" His voice is deep and huskier than usual, my heart skips a beat.

I tilt my head, was I making a noise? I don't think I said anything?

He looks at me incredulously and shakes his head slightly, seeming to give up on something. I look at him curiously even as I continue stuffing more candy into my pouch.

He starts laughing as my jacket pockets bulge enough to look like they contain a small child. Ok buying this hoodie was the best idea ever.

"Just don't let Mr. Buzzkill catch you with that much candy, he'll take it from you" He says, pulling into his parking spot and turning off the engine.

His eyes lose their light as he looks morosely down at his hands "he'll take it every time"

My heart breaks for him and I solemnly say, "I'm sorry for your loss" while both of my cheeks are puffed full of candy, looking like a chipmunk.