I can write a story, not a title

Chapter 3 Part 1

The brass compass hit him hard in the face, causing blood to start spraying out of his nose. Maybe I do have some resemblance of strength, or maybe this guy is just wimpy in both mind and spirit. Likely the latter.

On the side note, I just chucked the compass that Mr. Azul so kindly gifted us, at a weirdo. Well, I did tell him they would be useful on a daily basis. At least I have a good cover up for my guilt. I'm seriously not a trust worthy person with expensive/precious objects or gifts. Aaaaaannnd, now I feel bad.

"What the actual hell?" He screeched, trying to stop the bleeding from his nose, "That hurt!"

"Oh no! I'm so, very sorry! Would you like me to call your non gender specific parent to kiss it for you?" My 'grandma, want a cookie' has had another use, score!

"Why are you being so mean, I just want some blood! Why can't you share...?" He complained.

"Oh my gosh, this guys almost as crazy as you!" Ethan hissed at me, "He's the double, dude version of you!"

"Wha-what's that supposed to mean? If I was a guy, I would have way better fashion sense! Plus, I don't go around asking people for blood..."

"Weeeelllll... there was that one tim-""We don't talk about that!"

"I've had enough of you two!" Emo boi screamed, snapping our attention back to him, spot light hog much... He bared his teeth, his attempt to look scary, ruined by the strands of hair caught in his mouth, and started walking towards us.

"Keep walking, and I'll throw another compass at you!"

He stopped, looking confused. "Why are you carrying two compasses?"

"Le gasp! How dare you poke around in personal business, such as why a lady has two compasses?!" The nerve of that guy! Who does he think he is?

He rolled his eyes, then ran forwards, there was like, seven feet between the vampire wannabe and I.

I suppose running was a loop hole to my threat, but I was still disinterested in getting hepatitis.

The second compass comes in hand, and I chuck it at his face again.