Inqueda

chapter 14

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The rest of the week passed almost with the same monotonous blur. Sean has already warmed up to me, sometimes I slip up and ask questions about things I should know but somehow don't. He just gives me a weird look but answers anyway. He hasn't asked about my family though. Maybe he somehow senses that it's a non negotiable topic, or maybe he just doesn't want to give me an opening to ask about his either. He hasn't exactly volunteered anything really personal about himself except that he mentioned living with his mum once then clammed his mouth shut. I didn't ask, and he didn't elaborate.

His friends are a different issue, pat and the other one has pretty much gone back to ignoring me. They're so quiet and unassuming that sometimes I even almost forget that they're there. Almost.

Joyce is a different matter all together.
Most days she behaves like she's ignoring me but somehow she keeps finding me with her eyes. Sometimes it even seems like she can't help herself, she has this small frown on her face like she knows something is wrong but can't put her fingers on exactly what that is.

I wonder if she is some form of supernatural being. Or maybe her family has been on this side for so long that their blood has been diluted enough that they have lost their heritage.
My father did mention in one of his more relaxed story times that some supernaturals do come here for one reason or the other and just not want to come back to Cibola for one reason or the other. Can't say that I blame them, I've hardly spent any time here and yet I like it. Even though the humans haven't really been welcoming, but still.

It is pretty exhausting dealing with people back home. Force all the species together and sometimes, the reaction is what I would imagine a toddler on steroids throwing tantrum would look like. Destruction with all the species trying to one up each other. I never envied my father the job of keeping the peace, and now I'm the only living descendant.

The thought of whether the people would even accept me came creeping in and I clammed it shut. No need begging for trouble.  Not yet. That wound is still too raw that if I lose it, I'm not sure I could ever hold back again.

Cornal is still playing the game of silence with me. I know that's not how he really is, I guess the silent treatment is just for me. I've caught a few glimpses of him in the halls, or sitting in the cafeteria with his friends. Of course he would be friends with the football players. Even though I've heard he doesn't play, he still fits right in with them.

I mean just look at him. I've caught myself severally analyzing the way his hair almost seems to glow when the light hits it just right, or the twinkle in his eyes when his laughing with his friends. I try to shut those thoughts down too. I mean he has made it perfectly clear just how much he doesn't want anything to do with me and wishes I would disappear.

My seat in the cafeteria isn't even all that far from his, I know he must have seen me, but from all indication with his behavior, I might as well not exist. I still dont know why this causes a pinch in my chest everytime. I don't exactly know the guy, yet it's like I've known him forever.

Sigh. Atleast its Friday, no school tomorrow, which is good and bad.
I could try to sleep in but then I wonder what I would do for the rest of the day. Cerball still isn't back and now even I am getting anxious. There's a charged atmosphere that seems to be following me around these days. I don't know if it's in me, or its something around, but there is this sense of something coming, like something waiting to happen.

It feels like things are calm now, but too calm. I don't think conan's men will give up just like that. Especially not knowing that I'm alive. So this calm  feels charged. Like the calm before a storm. I dont know if it's my own dread surfacing or I'm experiencing something supernatural. Either something big is on way, and I have no idea when or how.

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The incessant banging dragged me out from a groggy sleep. I know was dreaming of something but I can't for the life of me remember about what.
The banging came again, and I looked at the electric clock on my bedside table and saw 7:30. I couldn't help letting loose a string of expletives so bad that my mother would probably roll over in whatever grave she is in. But you can't blame me though, you try growing up around soldiers and tell me how that works out for you.

I tried to wipe the sleep from my eyes, then pushed the hair out of my face before going to answer the door lest whoever it is knocks it down. I yanked the door open and saw Cornal at the door with hand raided looking ready to knock again. I pushed my hair back again and tried to scowl
"bleeping hell, man, someone better had died for you to wake me at this time"

I was battling with my hair again but I heard him say " its 7:30"
And my scole deepend. "It's Saturday."
Having managed to wrestle my hair into a semblance of order, I finally turned to look at him again, partially wondering why he hasn't said anything, then I saw his eyes trailing up and down my body with his mouth slightly open.

That's when I looked at myself and realised that I had just answered the door without bothering to change out of my new sleepwear. My new sleep wear that consisted of nothing but a really small short and a camisole that somehow matched. It's a very soft cotton and was of course proudly showing off that I had no underwear on.

Just thinking about that and I felt a little tingle that I'm choosing not to even try to analyze, and my nipples became even more pronounced through the soft material and for some reason, his eyes immediately zeroed in on it.

I blushed from my head right down to the soles of my feet. I had more expletives wanting to come right out but managed to clamp it shut.

My hand was already at the back searching for the door handle  and once  I found it, I was pushing the door open while mumbling something I really hope is an excuse, though he didn't look like he could hear anything at that moment. I jumped into the room and slammed the door shut  leaning back against it with my eyes closed. Can the ground please open up and swallow me now please?

I rushed to the bathroom to brush my teeth before coming to get dressed. I was almost done when I heard a hit on the door, then his voice said " just meet me downstairs when you're done with whatever it is you're doing  but better make it snappy."

I closed my eyes and heaved a breath before calling out " fine, I'll be there in 10 minutes."

I waited for a response, but only heard the sound of feet walking away, huh, he must be really distracted if I can hear him.

Sigh. I don't know what to do about his annoying attitude, but it seems the bigger is getting under my skin without even trying, which makes me scared to think of what would happen if he then tries, but then I had to scoff at that one, the bigger cant stand me, he already made that perfectly clear. Or did he?

I shook my head and rushed to get ready before he has to give me a darker scowl than normal.

Hey guys, it's me again. Hope you liked the chapter. Please consider hitting the like button if you did. And please leave comments to tell me what you think about it. I'm open to suggestions too.

P.s who can guess why Cornal came to wake her early on a Saturday morning after having made a point to ignore her all week.