Waiting for Laura's one class to be over was going to be the death of me. While holding her yellow pillow and reading wasn't the worst way to pass the time, it nearly made time move too slowly.
Maybe I should shower before she gets here
And with that thought, I put the book down and make my way to our bathroom. While our bathroom isn't anything special, it's nice to have a private bathroom that isn't shared with the entire floor.
The "many" perks of Silas University
Once I lock the bathroom door behind me I strip off my clothes and turn the water on. While I wait for the water to warm up, I look myself in the mirror. The scar on my side is still obvious, as it will be for the rest of my life.
It was an accident
While the physical scar is visible, the emotional and mental one is not, but that's one scar I won't let anyone see.
Especially Mother
I shake the thoughts from my mind as I step into the shower. The warm water and steam clears my mind as I begin my normal shower routine. My mind is nearly empty as I shower with only one thought crossing my mind from time to time.
Laura
There is something about her that keeps me so interested and I can't tell what it is.
No one makes my heart race like this
No one but Laura
How does she have this effect on me?
I attempt to shake the thought of her out of my head; even though it is pointless. I can't help but smile when thinking about her.
Dammit Carmilla, you aren't like this usually
And with that thought I turn off the water and step out the shower. I put on my underwear and pants with thoughts of Laura still flooding my head. I put on a sports bra and preceded to towel dry my hair. I open the bathroom door to find Laura looking around the room. She then turns to me and I watch as her eyes look my body up and down, then they focus on my scar.
My scar
Distraction
I need a distraction
"Like what you see?" I ask with a laugh. I watch her eyes snap up from my body and meet mine. I watch her face turn red as she tries to find the words to say.
Great distraction Carmilla…
She probably thinks you're hitting on her
I mean I am but still…
"I was just, uh, trying to um" She says as looks down, trying to hide her face.
"I'm kidding, but I must say, you are adorable when you're flustered Cupcake" I say with a smile. This causes her face to turn redder which I do admit, is quite adorable.
"So… How was your last class?" She asks after taking a second to recover.
"Well, as much as I like philosophy of the powerful 101 is a bit of a weird class." I say with a contorted face.
I'm not lying… Philosophy was my last class
"How was your last class?" I ask.
"Well we got an assignment to document hard news" She says.
"Hard news?" I ask, raising one eyebrow.
"Hard news is news that has an impact on people in a more serious sense" She says.
It's almost like she's reading the textbook
"So like the party you and I will be attending?" I ask feeling my heart begin to race.
I've asked people on dates before so why am I nervous?
"No, that's actually soft news which is-"She then pauses as she realizes what I said. "Wait party?"
The one you'll be my date for
"The Zeta's are throwing a first week party, and I would love to go with you" I say as calmly as I can.
"I've never been to a party" She nearly whispers.
She's kidding right?
"Did I hear that right? Creampuff has never been to a party? Did you live under rock" I ask sounding harsher than I intended.
She probably thinks I'm an ass.
"No I did not live under a rock, I just had an over protective dad and I wasn't allowed to go to parties." She says with a harsh tone.
She definitely thinks I'm an ass
Shit
"Well then let me, Carmilla Karnstein, be the one to take you to your first party." I say with a smile, hoping she isn't angry at me. She stares at me for a moment before smiling back at me.
"I would like that very much"
It's like she's accepting an invitation to a ball
It's absolutely adorable
"Well good, it starts at 8, but I think getting there at 8 would make it less awkward for you"
"Why?"
"No one will be drunk yet so you can get comfortable with the surroundings before it gets… messy." I can't help but smile at the last word.
Messy sometimes doesn't even describe a party
Chaotic is a better word
"Does that mean you'll be getting drunk too?" She asks.
Does she want to see me drunk?
"I don't get drunk; I stay mostly sober. What about you? Drunken Laura would be an interesting display" I say with a laugh.
It would also be beautiful
"I've never drank before so I hope I don't get drunk" She says with a shrug.
"Not even a sip of wine?" I ask.
"Nope, my dad rarely drank but if he did it would be one beer, and I would never be allowed to have any."
"Well I'll keep you safe at the party, and whenever you want to leave it, we can." I say as I feel my face flush. I turn to keep her from seeing me this way.
"Well, I will probably need your help getting ready for this, because I'm not sure what to wear." This causes me to turn around with a smile on my face.
"Well cutie, shall we get started? The party starts in a few hours and we both have to get ready." I say still smiling.
And just like that, I have a beautiful date to a party
I might have to thank Kirsch for this later