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Judgment
It's been over three months since Graves left. After a few weeks I learned to cope. Not that things aren't still bad around here, but it's gotten better than it was those first few weeks. I miss him. Things just aren't the same. I also just feel guilty. I was the one that got him into this mess in the first place. If it wasn't for me he would still be living in the Dakotas - not that living in a mall is ideal but he would be safe.
Its been nice just hanging out with Nat. It was also just nice to have someone to talk to. Christophe doesn't really talk to me anymore, well about normal things that is, ever since I told him I needed time to think about, well everything. Since then he's kept a very…professional relationship with me, talking about council news and the Maharaj. Though every once in a while, when he thinks I'm not looking, I see him staring at me like he…well I don know, but when he looked at me like this it was like we were the only two people around and nothing else mattered. Now there was a hint of longing in that look and it broke my heart sometimes.
Of course I couldn't have just one normal day, or as close to normal as possible in a Schola full of djamphir and wulfen. I jolted upright out of bed having been shaken awake by Nat.
"Come on! Get up sleepy head. We're going shopping!" she explained, way too loud for the middle of the night.
"I'm pretty sure I have enough Nat-approved clothes to last a lifetime." And it was true. After Graves left and I explained things to Christophe I had agreed to go shopping with her and she had ultimately given me a new wardrobe saying If you want to act like you're the head of the Order, you're going to have to look the part. That way they'll take you seriously. In a way it kind of made sense-and I had to admit, I didn't mind what I saw when I looked in the mirror. I tried to stay away from skirts and dresses, only if absolutely necessary. The boy's faces were pretty hilarious too when I walked into the first council meeting after shopping earlier that day, or night I guess, whatever. I caught a glimpse of Christophe's awed face just before he quickly controlled it.
"One, you can never have enough clothes. Two, it's not that kind of shopping trip, with the exception of one outfit. We are going party shopping." She said happily.
"Party? What party? With everything going on I don't know if this is the right time." There was too much on my plate as it was.
"Your birthday party." She said, with a big helping of Duh Dru. "And there's never a reason not to have a party."
"I could think of a few." With everything going on getting another year older didn't really seem like that big of a deal, but well, a party did sound kind of fun and…normal. And that's exactly what I wanted on my birthday. "Sure, okay just let me get dressed." And we were out the widow .
Starts off kind of slow which is why I'm uploading more than one chapter. let me know what think!