It took me a little longer than 10 minutes to get my outline done but in the end it didn't matter. She merely told us to keep them as references. English passed slowly, I was bored. The Professor going on and on about proper grammar and the importance of the MLA format. The fuck is that...
I found myself, humming a tune I don't believe I had ever heard before. Ivy was drawing in her notebook, looking up occasionally to make it look like she was taking notes. When the Professor finally released us we were the firsts ones out of the classroom.
"The boredom, it kills me."
"Over dramatic much?" Ivy accuses.
"Never. I speak the truth." I laugh. "I want coffee."
"You always want coffee."
"It is my only source of nutrition."
"Your not getting coffee, we're going to arby's."
"No. Coffee."
"Addict."
"At least it's not drugs." I remark as we walk down the hall before exiting the English building.
"For you it might as well be drugs."
"I don't drink that much coffee."
"ummm, what! There's morning coffee, brunch, lunch, snack, snack again, and dinner coffee. I never see you with food, it's coffee. There is such a thing as to much caffeine. I swear your like the coffee vampire."
"How in the fuck does that work?"
"I want to suck your caffeine?"
"I don't know you." I tell her as I make a beeline for the cafe.
"But Clara!"
"No you embarrass me, go harass Sasquatch."
"hmmm no. I'm gonna get you a bumper sticker that says caffeine vampire."
"It will be in the garbage before you can blink."
"Rude." She tells me as she fake cries.
"...It is scary how realistic that is."
"Practice."
After a little while longer of bickering, we were walking around campus with our coffees and I had a muffin. Key word being had because Ryan stole it from me. Apparently his team lost the game and he was upset, he stress eats. I didn't say anything when he walked off with it until Ivy made a remark. "Didn't you tell the idiot you haven't eaten?"
"Yup. He only cares about football and food."
"No your forgetting a f."
"Which one?"
"Fucking."
"Ahh, I purposely ignored that cause I happened to walk in on that once."
"Is that why don't eat now?"
"I got coffee." I tell her happily as I drink some more of it.
"That does not count, I'm texting Godric and having him bring you food."
"...why the fuck do you have his number? and when?"
"Are you jealous?" She asks with a slight country accent and a smirk.
"Yes I'm totally jealous of the fact that you got a guys number within a day and I'm the one called a slut."
"Well you were hugging him alone in the dark."
"Don't make me hit you."
"Godric is still waiting for that kiss." Eric said popping out of no where.
"WHY THE HELL DO YOU KEEP DOING THAT!?"
"My ears!" Ivy exclaimed.
"I believe that's my line." Eric remarked, rubbing at his right ear as I glared at him.
"I can't help but notice Clara did not reject the idea of kissing Godric." Ivy supplied not so helpfully.
"He kinda strikes me as the type who likes guys." I said, still irritated at Eric.
"He does to a extent. He likes being on top."
"To much information. Why the hell do we need to know that? I did not want to know that." I said, Ivy looked like she was taking notes with a look that screamed she was up to something.
"I felt like sharing."
"Something tells me you don't share without consequences for the other person."
"He also likes pains in the asses, who seem to have a tendency for acting touch but breaks down easy and gets flustered about anything that involves sex." As Eric is speaking, I'm glaring and flicking him off.
"Your an asshole."
"Thank you."
"So why are we talking about my preferences?" I hear right behind me cause me to jump and the iced coffee to spill down my shirt, making my now ruined shirt stick to my skin and smell of caramel.
"I'm going to kill you both..." I mutter coldly, turning on Godric, dropping my backpack to the ground.
"The chances of them being vamps is a high one Clar, best not to hit him." Ivy supplies as she continues taking notes. If only she took class this seriously...
"I said nothing about hitting him." As I hugged him and poured the rest of the coffee down his back. Eric was laughing behind me, Ivy clueless to what I just did.
"So what are you going to do then?"
"Nothing." I say sweetly pulling away from Godric and picking up my backpack. Surprisingly he was just standing there, considering his next course of action? "I'm probably going to skip class tonight, not going like this." That seemed to cause Godric to grin, and I involuntarily took a step back.
"Bad idea." Eric remarked before walking off.
"Wait!" Ivy calls out to him as she follows. I have been abandoned again tonight... and again left alone with Godric... and I just pouring coffee on him. Time to run.
