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"What!" his eyes were big as saucers.

"As I said, let me stay here. You see the storm outside is stopping me and even if you take me there by car I'll be completely alone at home and I'm afraid of thunder when I don't have somebody near me" of course that was complete bullshit. I never was afraid of it and even if I was my home wasn't empty. But he doesn't have to know that.

"I understand your situation, but …" I silenced him with a finger on his mouth. I was quite near and looked him straight in the eyes. They had that stubborn look he usually wore in class.

"Are you worried a girl in your home will affect you somehow?" I asked slyly.

"No, I don't have interest in kids!" he said offended.

"Then it's settled"

His mouth opened in disbelieving.

"How can you just decide it on your own?"

"Don't be mad Blakey. It's just one night. I suppose you have a guest room."

He didn't look convinced.

"Come on. I'll make you supper and breakfast"

He sighted. "You won't leave no matter what I say?"

"Yes" I said smiling. I've already won the battle.

The dog snored loudly and we both laughed easing the tension.

"What is the third room for?" I asked after twenty minutes of looking at Collins work.

"It's my office" he said not lifting his head from the papers.

"Than why are you doing your work in the salon?"

"Bad habit"

I sighted irritably. Collins while working was extremely untalkative. I didn't want to disturb him so I explored the whole house. His sleeping room was dark and comfortable. It wasn't unordinary or anything, and kept clean although you could feel that someone was living here. The office was unorganized and full of papers everywhere. The guest room was neat and quite empty. There was only a bed and wardrobe. A single picture with a ship was hanging on the wall. I put my backpack on the bed and returned to the salon. Collins were hunched over and seemed to be in deep wonder over some document.

"Blakey!"

He jumped in surprise. I started laughing at his reaction.

"You're not used to company in your house, are you?"

"Not used to people using this horrible pet name either" he said glaring at me.

"Chill out. I think you're working too much. Let's watch some movie!"

"There are some in my wardrobe" he said giving up.

I ran there happily. Looking for a movie I found a picture with a couple in it. The man was similar to Chase but had dark hair like Blakey. The women was a beautiful blonde somehow looking fragile. I took it with me downstairs when I choose a film.

"Hey Blakey, are these people your parents?" I asked motioning to the picture.

He smiled warmly "Yes, indeed. They managed the school before me."

"So why are you doing it now?"

"Because they died"

I looked at him stunned. "I'm sorry"

"Don't be. They had a good life. We cannot fight death, the only thing we can do is remember them. And I'm trying to be a good director for their sake."

"Does it mean you didn't want to be a headmaster?"

"No, it's not that. I like this job although it's hard. And I still have some enemies because of my age."

"How old are you by the way?"

"Twenty six. Apparently I'm not old enough to hold this position, and I don't have qualifies, but the respect teacher hold for my parents allowed me to do it. And I don't think I want to do anything else."

"You're admirable" I said not thinking.

"What? Why?"

"Because you're so strong. After my mother's death I couldn't pick myself up"

"But you did, didn't you?"

"Yes, because I had help from friends. But I couldn't do it alone"

"I didn't do it alone either. My grandmother took care of me. And well, I had my younger brother. I had to be strong for him to. I'm surprised Chase didn't tell you about them thought."

"Ah yes, he didn't mention his parents at all. I guess he's still hurt. But that doesn't change my opinion of him"

"That's good. Pity wouldn't make him happy. What film did you choose?"

"Batman Begins" I said showing it to him.

"Isn't that a little childish?" he asked with amusement.

"Then why do you have it?" I asked in the same way.

"Okay, you won."

"Again" I added.

"I shouldn't have let you into my house"

"You're too good not to." I said smirking.

"You're using my good will" he said accusingly.

"So it would seem"

"Let's just watch that movie" he gave up again. I smiled in response.

"Do you have popcorn or something?"

"Crisps in the locker over the sink"

I went to the kitchen and took crisps and drinks for us. I hoped he didn't notice the storm had already finished. This was unlikely because he didn't seem like a person who watched television when thunders crashed outside. Fortunately he didn't say anything about that and just let me do as I pleased. While watching the movie I chipped in with lot of comments, and well sometimes he laughed and sometimes he silenced me when I talked too much. Once he even said 'shut up' and I threw some crisps at him. He made scandalized face and threw it right back at me, but missed and Christine ate it. I was slowly getting sleepy.

The patter of dog's feet woke me up. Firstly I noticed I don't have a dog and right after that I remembered where I was. Yesterday, I barely made it to the bed. I was tired after all the training. I slowly opened my eyes. Christine was holding a lead in-between her teeth.

"You want to go for a walk?" I asked sleepily. She started wagging her tail happily.

I stood up and looked at the clock. It was half past eight. I took my clothes to the washroom remembering a conversation I had with Collins because of it.

"Are you going to sleep in these clothes?" he asked. He didn't look even half as sleepy as I was.

"No, I have pajamas in my bag."

He looked at me stunned "You planned all this, didn't you?"

I smiled at him "Goodnight" I said closing the door to the guest room.

When I was ready I wondered if it's okay to take someone else's dog for a walk. So I went to Collins sleeping room. I didn't even knock. The curtains was let down, making the room even darker. Blakey slept peacefully no signs of waking up.

"Hey, Blakey"

No reaction. I stepped closer to his bed. I poked him on the face but he didn't react on it either. So I went to the washroom attached to the room and soaked my hands in the icy water. Then splashed him on the face. That did work.

"What!" he growled angrily not opening his eyes.

"I'm taking your dog for a walk." I said gleefully.

"Mhm" he mumbled.

"I need keys. Where are they?"

"Bedside table" he said irritably. He clearly wasn't an early riser.

Taking them I exited the house. I wasn't sure if the meaning of my words reached him. I just hoped he wouldn't panic much if he woke up.

My worries turned out to be unnecessary. When I came back with a happy Christine by my side, Collins was still in deep sleep. I turned on the radio (partly to wake him up) and started doing warm-up. I had to exercise every day to keep my body in form.

But even music didn't wake him up. I saw him just around ten in the morning, fully clothed but walking like he was still asleep.

"Good morning" he said yawning.

"Morning. Slept well?"

"Yes. And you?"

"Me too. You have a very good choice in beds. Would you like to eat breakfast?"

"You didn't eat yet?" he said worriedly.

"No. But I always eat after exercises."

"Okay. What are you going to do? And you do realize that you didn't make me supper yesterday?"

"Maybe next time"

He looked at me with fake horror.

"Do you like scrambled eggs?" I asked opening his fridge.

"I do, but I don't have eggs."

I looked into his fridge with disbelief. It was completely empty.

"Do you eat sometimes?" I asked horrified.

"Of course I do. I hadn't had time recently, so I ate mainly at take out spots."

"Of course. That's why you look like you're sick and malnourished" I said putting my shoes on.

"Where are you going?"

"To the store of course. And you're going with me. I'm going to make that lonely fridge full again"

And so we went to the store. Collins sobered up completely on the way and started talking with me so it wasn't boring. I was putting all kinds of things, like vegetables, fruits, bread and other products into our basked like mad and poor Blakey had to pay. But he wasn't really poor so it was okay, I guess.

When we returned I started making scrambled eggs, and forced Collins to chop the vegetables. Breakfast come off quite well.

"Are you going to stay for dinner?" Collins asked while eating.

"No, I'm going to the concert with Adam. His friend is going to play on it."

"I see"

"Miss me already, Blakey?" I smirked.

"Don't be ridiculous"

It was already quarter to one when I decided it was time to leave. Collins stood before me while I put on my shoes again. Looking at him I decided to do something bold. I made my way towards him and kissed him on the cheek too quickly for him to protest .

He was shocked "What was that?"

"A thank you. You may not know but it's the latest fashion. I even greet my friends like that"

"I'm not your friend" he said nervously.

"You're hurting my feelings" I said mockingly. I patted Christine on the head and with a quick "see you" I left confused Collins on the other side of the door.

After about ten minutes of walking I sat on the bench and put a hand on my chest. My heart was beating like crazy.

I'm still looking for a beta just to let you know. Adam wasn't in previous chapters so the next will be full of him and his mysterious friend. Leave a comment, it might make me write faster.