Friends at night

Chapter 15, Crows who cry

The school was just hell. It's already Wednesday but the past two days of class were enough to burn the remaining brain cells I had that kept me sane. Okay, so maybe one of the main reasons why everything seems to always get me mad was that I just happened to get that time in the month. 

It's almost as if I can only hear complaints instead of what I actually want to hear, any small noise seems to be amplified by ten and something a small as a thread hanging off of my shirt was enough to set me off.

Sherly didn't take long to start teasing me about it. She didn't know how menacing I can get if I am overly annoyed and I was praying to not accidentally do anything I'll regret doing. We spent our Monday lunch break talking about the pictures her brother sent from Germany and all the good food he ate there. She showed me the pictures of the food and the recipes, and in all honesty, I can't wait for Jonathan to come back to cook for us. 

On Tuesday, Sherly brought a foreign-looking dish. When I asked her what it was, she said she tried a recipe her brother sent to her. It was called Sauerbraten, I remember she said. I could tell it was beef and just the smell of it made me want to try some. I guess the brown-haired girl could read my thoughts, she used her fork to stab a few pieces in it and raised it towards me. She didn't even have to tell me what to do, I immediately bit it. As I expected, the flavour of the sauce and tenderness of the roasted beef made me fall in love with this dish too.

I guess she could tell that I loved it. "If you want, I'll make extra dishes and make you some lunches." I couldn't help but nod like an over-excited child. If I could enjoy meals like this every lunch, I think I'll be in heaven. That's also how we started our new game of " Country wheel", a game we came up with that same afternoon. Sherly was in art class, she burrowed a few materials to make a decent size spinning wheel. On every division, she drew a small country flag and wrote the country's name. We decided that we were going to spin the wheel on lunch break to know where our next lunch would come from.

We spun it before leaving school and landed on a country which I believe I haven't heard of before. Sherly just smiled brightly, saying she would find ingredients. She also instructed me to not look up anything about that country's food. " Where even is Hungary?" I mumbled to myself before heading home.

All that led to today, Wednesday, October 5th. I stopped by my favourite cafe just to bump in my favourite (and only) vampire friend. He smiled awkwardly as he tried to find an excuse to why he was there. I waved him off, knowing it would just result in annoying me. He let me take my order first and stood beside me as we waited for our canned coffees and breakfasts.

I heard him inhale a few times, almost as if he was sniffing something. It got a bit annoying and just as I was about to tell him to stop, his face reddened and he looked away. I gave him a questioning glance before my order was served. I took my extra-large french vanilla and bagged cheese croissant. Before I walked out, Jackson tapped my shoulder a bit. I turned towards him and mumbled out: "What?"

His face was completely red as he looked away again. "You might want to... Um, pass by the convenience store... Painkillers would be a good plan for you today." He whispered out. That's when it hit me, he could smell anything containing blood. I blushed deeply and practically ran out of the cafe, making a few people glance at us questioningly. 

I do appreciate that he cared enough to tell me but it was quite embarrassing and a bit of an invasion on my privacy. I walked to school and sipped my sweet caffeinated drink, heading straight to school. I don't want to look stupid or suspicious, plus who knows whether he was just pulling my leg or not. I know it's easy to read him but still, what does he know about female hygiene?

I got to school in a slightly darker mood, the thought of Jackson trying to laugh about my situation making me want to slap the charming face of his. I guess my dark energy could be felt throughout the class, no one dared to talk to me.