Demon In High school

Chapter 4

Finally, when the school ends I head off in the direction of the dorms.

There are a lot of talks going on about the football team that had departed for some sort of inter-school tournaments or some crap like that I'm not really interested in, so far the only things I like about the human realm are the food and painting.

As promised I find my belongings in my dorm room. As I start unpacking my stuff I raise an eyebrow at the one thing that didn't belong to me but was there:A tuxedo.

'What's it doing in my stuff? ' I never had a tuxedo in my life because I never wear a tuxedo.

I snort at the small bow tie neatly placed with it.

I don't know what was going through Arkan's head when he decided to put this among my clothes but I'm sure about one thing , I'm never going to wear it

I'm more of a jeans and T-shirt guy dressing up all fancy is not my thing

I'm busy unpacking my stuff as my room mate enters, "Hi"he says smiling as he sits on his bed.

I don't bother responding.

"Dude you need help with that" he asks pointing towards my stuff sprawled all over the bed.

"No"I say curtly and go back to what I was doing thinking he won't bother me now for good

Turns outI'mm wrong, a minute later he talks again "what's with you and all dark clothes?"

I pretend that I haven't heard him and continue with my work.

I don't feel the need to explain to him that I like dark colors and they make feel comfortable when I wear them.

"You are away from home for the first time, aren't you? "

I pause" How can you say that?" I ask dryly.

"That explains your sour mood and death rays you are shooting from your eyes"

"Im pretty sure my eyes don't do that"

"No you did it, you just killed my cat"

"What? Where?What cat?" I look around the room confused and a little more than shocked, when a small voice in the back of my head reminds me that the principal had mentioned a gazillion time that no pets are allowed.

"There is no cat,"I say with no attempt to hide my annoyance at the human.

"Well, If it had been it would have been dead because of you "he says with a shrug

I just stare at him not exactly sure how to deal with a boy who is accusing me of killing non-existing cats.

Deciding that he is mentally unstable,I get back to my work.

A blissful short silence later he talks again, and I get a sinking feeling that all the silences in this room in his presence will be just that. painfully short.

"What are your subjects?"

I ignore

He repeats a little louder again to get my attention.

"Can't you see I don't want to talk to you? " I snap at him

"I can see that, "he says completely undeterred "But you are giving off so many depressed vibes they are chocking me.. ..,so let's talk"

I supress a groan.

"So what are you'r subjects?"

I figure out he won't shut up until I tell him so I do.

"Nice" he says

"Yeah, I really needed your approval,"I say sarcastically

he tells me his subjects and a particular one catches my interest 'Culinary classes'

"You can cook?"

I ask looking him up and down I don't know why but I expected a culinary student to be fat and bulky but he his tall and all bones with light blue eyes and a mob of floppy blonde hair.

"Yeah.so?"

"You don't look much "I point out "Is your cooking so bad that you yourself can't eat what you cook?"I ask with a smirk

"Ha ha ha so funny,"he says with a deadpan expression

"Dude you need to work on your sense of humor "he adds

"And you need to work on your..,"

"No" he holds out his hand palms out "Don't even say it , try my food and then make all the comments you want"

I arch an eyebrow at his confidence.

"I'm a picky eater" I warn him.

"That doesn't scare me" he says sticking to his challenge "Tomorrow at the same time at this same place you will taste my food" He declares

"Fine with me"I shrug "But if it's bad don't expect me to lie just to make you feel good" I say smugly. challenge accepted.

"Little Ms.Sunshine, aren't you?"

I shrug and get back to my work when he begins talking again "My father doesn't 't approve of my love for cooking, you see, he is pretty old school in his thoughts...."

"Tragic "I say not the least bit interested in his family drama.

"Yeah...." from then on there is no full stop to his talking,he talks non freaking stop.