Collision Course

Chapter Thirty Nine

I sat up in my bed feeling refreshed and excited. And also a little bit giddy. I had almost told Aphrodite who I thought was cute. I looked around the room filled with three other boys. All three of whom Aphrodite tried to get me to choose from last night. I blushed at the thought.

I liked around the room and was relieved to see Foudre sleeping and breathing okay.

I saw that Tempête too, was still asleep, laying face first into a pillow. That's got to hurt when he wakes up.

And then I looked over to Lewis. What in Hades name was he doing?!

I had found Lewis drink helium from balloons like a vampire. What the heck?!

I quietly walked over to him, pleasantly surprised my dress carried over from the dream.

He saw me coming and waved hello. "Morning Tira," he said in this high pitched crazy voice.

I rolled my eyes. "Morning Lewis. You do know that the helium in the balloons can hurt your lungs?"

He shrugged. "Yes!" he said, sounding like a chipmunk. "But I don't really care."

I raised my eyebrows. "Okay then. Want to head down to breakfast with me?" I asked.

Aphrodite would be proud.

He nodded. "Sure! I'd love breakfast! Want a balloon?"

"Sure!" I said, thinking to myself, why not. It was just one balloon.

Happily, the two of us raced down the wall.

He turned to me. "Wanna play a game?" he asked.

"Okay!" I said after a breath of helium. My voice was so squeaky!

"It's called 'Grandma's Underpants'!"

I raised my eyebrows at the title.

"How do you play?" I asked, forgetting to talk with a helium voice.

"I ask you questions," he said, and took another breath from the balloon, "and you answer them with the answer, "My grandma's underpants. If you laugh, we switch roles."

I nodded, taking a breath of helium. "Okay! let's play!"

He looked at me, and took a breath of helium. "When you make doodoo what do you think of?" he asked.

"My- my-" I doubled over laughing. When he said that, his face was all scrunched up, and he looked so cute, like a little kid looking for chocolate. He... he... looked so cute.

When I finally stood up, my far was bright red. And not from the fact it had blood rushing to it when it was upside down.

He was standing there triumph.

For the rest of the walk, he answered the questions seriously, and nothing I said could make him laugh. He won by far.

Nothing really noteworthy happened at breakfast, except that I broke my record and ate twenty six waffles and thirteen pancakes coated in whip cream, and that Lewis cried when his last balloon floated to the ceiling. But other than that, breakfast was good.

Halfway through breakfast, Tempête and Foudre made it down to the mess hall, so they got to see me eat all of the food too.

I swear, I must have a hollow leg or something.

Mi, mi, que soy extraño. (My my I'm strange.)

After breakfast, I decided to go for a walk, and surprisingly, Tempête volunteered to go with me.

At first, it was awkward and quiet, and we just walked in silence.

Unconsciously, I started to walk down the dirt path out side to the pond.