Count Geekula

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Count Geekula

You know what the worst part of being a pallid geeky transfer student from Romania living in America is?

Everyone thinks you're a vampire.

Okay, I am, but that's not the point! The point is, it's seriously rude for everyone to assume I am. "Hey, Count Geekula!" I groaned at the harsh, taunting voice, turning slightly to see a thickly built brute known as Thomas, he was one of the most brutal players on the high school's hockey team, I couldn't even attend the games because I was parched within the first ten minutes of the game from all the noses he smashed and brows he cut with his elbow.

"My name is Aurel and you know it, Thomas."

"Ariel is a girly name, not that that doesn't fit you."

"Ah-you-rel! It is not that hard!" I said, my accent thickening as I became angrier.

"Hey, no reason to get your panties in a twist, ARIEL." he gawped.

I growled and spun around, probably signing my death warrant as I was barely as strong as him despite my lineage. "AUREL, AI PROST NENOROCIT!"

"What'd you just call me?!" he roared.

Uh-oh.

"Prost Nenorocit, I think it means 'stupid fucking asshole' then again I may be wrong." Without pause, Thomas took the guys word for it and socked me in the stomach hard, knocking the wind out of me and I think I even hear one of my ribs splinter at the impact.

I looked up at the new guy, seeing hints and traces of what looked to be someone from my home country, but he didn't have an accent like myself, my language coach said, though I had a rich, lovely voice it almost sounded like I was intoxicated from slurring when I was angry. "Ai limba română?" I coughed, nodding to the now angry stranger.

"Yeah, but I've lived here half my life. Who's this tâmpit?" he pushed himself off the wall where he was lounging, jerking his thumb at my reguarly scheduled bully.

"Doar un tip care trăiește pentru a mă chinui..." I trailed off, very nearly frightened at the fire in his eyes.

"He lives to torment you?"

"Da."

"Ești 'un întuneric'?" What little color I had melted away and my heart caught in my throat, it was rare that a human, even one from our capitol, knew we existed and just because they knew didn't mean they approved of our existence, for all I knew, he was a hunter, and let me tell you, they were phenominal actors that came in all shapes sizes and ages.

"N-nu! Nu, ba!"

"I don't buy that for a second, what do you say we ditch the meat wall and go talk somewhere a little less sunny?"

I am SO gonna die today.

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