Chapter 3

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I run back to my dorm without looking up(it's not like I need to, I've spent my whole life in this place. Oh,and the fact that I can walk through walls), not forgetting to make the other two students to forget what happened.

Since I'm Charles' kid, Delilah and I get the best dorm in the whole school. Two bedrooms,each wielding a balcony,one and a half baths in the back,and a kitchen. And a living room as big as a normal dorm.(what can I say? I'm a spoiled brat). My room was in the back corner, where it was dark and cozy.

I storm through the door,strait past Shadow(Delilah), into my room,and land face first on my California king bed.

"STTRRRRAAAAYYY????" I hear Delilah call my name in a sing-song voice.

"Go away!" I mutter through my pillow.

"C'mon,it couldn't have been that bad." she says as she leisurely drops stomach first on my back,making it crack. She pulled a book from my bookshelf and started looking through it,ignoring my grunts and threats.

"I said, GO AWAY." as I spoke, I made the wind pick up. It picked up Delilah,and threw her through the door,which locked upon closing.

"Fine,then." Delilah shouted through the door. I heard her pop open a bag,then running water. Suddenly, the microwave whirred to life.

"Wow," I thought to myself. "Out of all the gourmet food in this place, and she chooses to make ramen noodles," but the more I tried to focus on it,the more I went back to detention,and the more my eyes stung from the beams.

"You want some food?" Delilah said with a mouthful of noodles if her mouth. I could smell the chicken flavored noodles by my large,oak door. was she really trying to coax me out with chicken flavored Walmart noodles?

"No,"

"Yes,you do."

"Delilah, I swear, I will make those noodles get really, really hot and explosive really, really fast," I growled through my teeth. My eyes started to sting again.

"Um.... Stray, are you okay? 'Cause something's outside," Delilah murmured. She was worried. REALLY worried. I could feel the boards under her feet trembling from her chattering teeth.

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