Before I continue, I just HAVE to say a GREAT BIG THANK YOU to all the great reviews. I'm really glad your all enjoying my story! It's really been helping me through my writers block knowing that I'm writing,(Well typing) for such nice people!My twin sister, Sandra, helped me write this chapter. She writes a little more mature than I do but that's okay. This story IS rated T and all...plus, she watches WAAAY too many movies so little one's: BEWARE!
LOLZ! I hope you all had a great holiday too! Anyways, ON TO CHAPTER SIX! (BTW, this is a pretty long chapter...since idk when I'll be able to post again. School is getting rough guys! LOLZ!)
-Chapter 6, Babies,Hate and Some Magic Dude...-
I walked Kyle upstairs to my room. I looked out of the window and saw, Boog eating a taco on my front stairs. I sighed.
"He's not going anywhere for a while,"I told Kyle. He sat on my bed.
"Well, no need to worry,"he replied,"At least we're alone without anyone to stare at us." I nodded. I guess he noticed how the class had been staring at us all day. I grabbed Kyle's Necronomicon and sat on the carpet. He hopped off my bed and sat next to me.
"You really like my book, don't you?,"he asked. I nodded.
"It's soo interesting,"I replied. I gave him the other end of the book to hold. I heard someone giggle softly.
"What was that?,"I asked. Kyle's serious expression appeared on his face as he turned the book over. There was a face on the front cover smiling. I gasped. I didn't remeber that being there.
"The book...it can talk?,"I asked. Kyle nodded. The book smiled at me.
"Kyle ALWAYS talks about you to me and that Scrivner Elf!,"he laughed,"He makes you sound like a goddess!" Kyle growled.
"Quit your mocking!,"he scoffed,"There is no reason for me to be embarrassed."
"Is that so?,"the book replied.
"Indeed,"Kyle smiled,"This is Rima, my girlfriend." The book's smile grew.
"I never thought I would see the day!",he cheered,"Kyle! Your FINALLY a boyfriend! What does she see in you?" I laughed at the book's joke. Kyle crossed his arms. The book laughed and floated over to me.
"Concider me to be property to you as well,"he said to me.
"Really?,"I asked.
"Of course!,"he replied,"You are the first person EVER who remebered my name!" I looked over at Kyle.
"Are you okay with this,Kyle?,"I asked. He nodded.
"One-hundred percent,"he smiled,"What's mine is yours." I hugged him. Through all the excitement, I was getting tired. I usually took a nap after school. I pushed Kyle down and set my head on his chest. He blushed but wrapped his arms around me.
"What's the matter?,"he asked.
"I'm sleepy,"I replied. He giggled at my choice of words. He grabbed his wand from inside the book and using magic, pulled a pillow and a blanket off my bed. The blanket covered me and he used the pillow himself. Lying on Kyle's chest was nice. I could hear his heart and feel him breathing. I used to sleep with my mother this way when I was smaller. Mostly cuz I'm an only child and I knew she would let me. I heard the book giggle again. Kyle grabbed it and turned it over.
"Hush!,"he whispered,"My love is trying to rest!" I giggled. His accent was the cutest sound ever.
"Thank you,"I blushed. He twirled the ends of my hair in his fingers. I smiled and looked up at him. He looked down at me.
"Your eyes again," he gazed,"Simply wonderful."
"The sound of your voice is what I love about you,"I replied. He laughed to himself.
"Yes, it does have it's charms,"he added. I sat up and pouted at him.
"Concited much?,"I joked. He rolled his eyes.
"No, just confident,"he smiled. We laughed together. He moved closer to me.
"You don't look very tired,"he said. He rested his head on my shoulder. I blushed again. He did too.
"I always feel nervous around you,Kyle,"I admitted. He hid his face.
"I usually do too, around you,"he replied,"But I know I shouldn't be. It's not like you bite or anything." I laughed.
"Who says?,"I laughed. He played with his fingers. I always knew that meant he wanted to say something to me but didn't want to.
"What is it?,"I asked. He looked up at me. His eyes were a color I never really noticed. They were brown, a gold-ish looking brown. And in my room light, they almost sparkled. I felt as though I was just pulled into a trance.
"Rima?,"he started.
"Kyle?"
"Well...there is something I've been wanting to try with you."
"What?,"I asked. Our lips met and he pulled me in hard. His body felt really tense, as if he was nervous. And thats when I felt it, his tounge slowly enter my mouth. My eyes shot open, but slowly closed again. He tasted like peppermint. As if he had brushed his teeth a million times. It was very distinct. I managed to kiss him back. Knowing me, I would have pushed him away again. Although on the inside, I felt VERY scared. We made alot of noise as we pulled away from eachother and reconnected. He rubbed my side where I was hurt to soothe me. Slowly, I was feeling more at ease. We pulled away, both with red faces and breathing hard.
"K..K..Kyle, you..you just-"
"Shhh,"he whispered. He stood up and straightened his shirt. Then he helped me up.
"I think your parents are home." I looked out the window and saw my parent's green car parked in the driveway. It was already dark out and Boog was nowhere to be seen. Kyle picked up his bag and the Necronomicon. He handed the book to me.
"You keep it for the night,"he insisted. I looked down at the smiling book.
"Thank you,"I said. He kissed my forehead. I walked him downstairs. My parents were in the living room.
"Rima, is that Kyle I see?,"my mother asked from the couch. I wanted to get him out of the house before my parents saw him, but he tugged me into the living room.
"No Kyle! Kyle No! Ky-," It was too late.
"KYLE!,"my parents smiled. Kyle smiled back.
"How are you?,"my mother asked.
"Fine, thank you,"he replied. I tugged Kyle's hand.
"Let's go! NOW!,"I whispered. He ignored me and pulled me to the couch to sit and talk with my parents. I crossed my arms.
"What brings you to our home?,"my father asked.
"Your daughter,"he replied. My eyes parents exchanged confused looks.
"Kyle! What are you-"
"Shhh,"he said,"It's only right."
"What's only right?,"I asked. He didn't reply. He turned back to my parents.
"Why? Were you two doing homework?,"my mother asked. Kyle laughed.
"Didn't she tell you?,"he asked. My parents shook their heads. I pinched Kyle's arm but he still went on.
"Your daughter and I have become somewhat, fond of eachother. I find her to be not only quite attractive, but educated and wise. So I insisted on her becoming my companion, you know, my girlfriend. And she accepted."
My parents gasped. So did I. I covered my face completly with my hands to hide how red I was. My parents turned to me with looks of shock written all over their faces.
"Rima,"my mother started,"Is that true?" I swallowed down, HARD!
"Uh...,"I stammered,"Yeah. Kyle's my...boyfriend." My parents gasped again. My mother held on to her chest as if she was having a heart attack. Kyle smiled at me. I didn't smile back.
"Well,"my father started,"Uh...if Rima's happy, I'm happy. Right honey?" My mother stiffly smiled. She was still in a state of shock. Most likley because I had told her Kyle and I would NEVER become an "item".
"Yes, that's right,"she choked,"And what a gentleman you are,Kyle." Although my parents were happy with me dating Kyle, I wasn't happy. I REALLY didn't want them to know bacause I know how they act when it comes to me and boys. Kyle was also my first boyfriend and who really wants their parents in their love life? I kept my face covered and walked Kyle to the door.
"You do these things on purpose,"I growled.
"What things?,"he teased. He laughed. I refused to join him.
"We need to go over some rules,"I said,"I'm coming over to your house instead tomorrow."
"Fine,"he laughed. He leaned in for a kiss but I pushed his face away.
"Not a chance!,"I smiled. His smiled faded away as I laughed.
The next morning, I walked to school by myself. My mother brushed my hair for me and clipped a little red bow in it. She curled my hair and made me wear a colorful outfit. I swear, I looked like that girl, Yo, or a little orphan from one of those movies. I carried my lunch in one hand and the Necronomicon in the other. Although I was happy to have the book, I was growing tired of it. The book had kept me awake for hours, just talking about all of Kyle's faults and slip ups. Now as I walked, he went on about how much I talk in my sleep and how many times I said Kyle's name.
"It was PRICELESS!,"he laughed. I groaned.
"Shut up!,"I mumbled. Now I knew why Kyle always insults this book.
I finally got to school. I was early, again. I sat on the stairs and fixed my knee-high socks. They kept falling down and it was getting really annoying. When I looked up, I saw Fanboy and Chum Chum crossing the street. They raced to meet me but they weren't looking directly at me. They were gazing at the book.
"Rima's got one of those Necro-thingys!," Chum Chum smiled.
"It's a Necronomicon,"I corrected. I sounded like Kyle. Fanboy laughed.
"YOU SOUND JUST LIKE KYLE!" My thoughts exactly. We headed into the school when the doors opened. I was getting a little worried because Kyle hadn't shown up to school yet. The clouds were turning dark greyand it was getting windy. We were lucky we got to stay warm and dry inside, too bad we had to work though. Mr. Mufflin handed out a worksheet to everyone. We had to work in pairs, our choice. I searched the classroom for a partner. Fanboy and Chum Chum were working together. At this point, Kyle would have appeared infront of me and I would nod, allowing him to sit and us to start working together, quietly. But he was nowhere to be found. I sighed and opened my English text book, I would work alone.
"Do you have a partner?" I looked up and saw Yo smiling at me.
"Uh...no,"I replied,"I'm just gonna work by m-"
"PERFECT!,"she interrupted,"WE can be partners then!" I sighed as she pushed her desk over. The screatching caused everyone to look over at us. I hid behind my textbook until the noise ended.
"You do questions on through five and I'll do questions six through ten,"she told me.
"Okay,"I replied quietly. She smiled at me.
"Can I ask you a question?,"she asked. I looked up at her.
"Go ahead."
"How come your ALWAYS around Kyle? Is he your boyfriend or something?" I choked on my spit and started coughing. She hit the nail on the head. HOW? Yo patted my back and the whole class watched our act.
"No,"I replied when my coughing fit was over,"He's not my boyfriend." Yo pouted a lip at me.
"Aw,"she whined,"You two would make an ADORABLE couple. He always looks so happy when your around!" Fanboy had been listening to our conversation and joined in.
"Are you talking about Rima and Kyle?,"he asked,"Cuz I'm telling ya, those two are something else!" He laughed and Chum Chum joined him. Yo raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?,"she asked. I stood up and grabbed Fanboy before he could reply.
"Please don't tell her!,"I whispered.
"Don't tell her what?,"he replied,"Do you mean about the time I caught you and Kyle-"
"YES!,"I squealed,"Just that! Don't tell her, please!" Fanboy smiled.
"Okay, you have my word, I won't tell a soul!" I sat down and let out a sigh of relief. Outside, it was pouring rain and thundering. The discussion about me and Kyle had finally died down. The class was working quietly and quickly to finish before the bell. Suddenly, the front door slammed open, drawing the class' attention and waking up Mr. Mufflin. Kyle stood at the doorway, drenched and dripping. He looked depressed and angry.
"Curse this weather!,"he shouted. He waliked in and headed to the far corner of the room to sit down. Instantly, I stood up.
"Where are you going?,"Yo asked me,"Are you gonna go see...Kyle?"
"Uh, yeah,"I replied,"Just because he isn't my boyfriend, doesn't mean we can't be friends you know." I walked towards him and ignored the snickers from Yo and the rest of the classroom. Kyle looked up at me with sad eyes. It made me feel bad inside too.
"I'm all wet and soggy,"he complained.
"Why don't you ask Scrivner to get you some dry clothes from home?,"I asked. He crossed his arms and stared at me.
"That lazy elf won't do his job!,"he exclaimed. I sighed and sat next to him.
"Your soo stubborn,"I joked. He looked at me and blushed. I dug through my lunch bag and pulled out some napkins my mom packed. Gently, I patted the rain water off his freckled face. His hair sat on his head like a mop. It dripped more water on to his face and his already soaked clothes.
"I can't dry you off with napkins,"I sighed,"Can't you just make a towel appear? You are a wizard and all."
"Not the greatest wizard,"he replied. He shivered as he spoke. The room was cold and tiled. The heaters were broken so we didn't get any heat.
"Your cold,"I told him,"You look sorta blue and pale."He frowned.
"Oh, how will I ever stay warm!,"he acted. I rolled my eyes and pulled my desk until it was against his. He laghed and layed his head on my shoulder.
"Better?,"I asked. He smiled
"Much,"he replied,"Thank you love." I giggled.
"Did you just call me love?,"I asked,"You sound like my grandmother!" We laughed. The class had turned it's attention to us again, most of them smiling. Kyle didn't sit up, he stayed with his head leaning on my shoulder and a smile on his face. I heard one kid say,"Wasen't he just angry a few minutes ago?" Then Yo replied,"Yeah, but his love for Rima makes it all better." It was really hard to ignore that but I did. I leaned my head ontop of his wet hair.
"You can't stay like this all day,"I said softly,"Call your elf, I'll do the talking." He sighed and sat up.
"SCRIVNER!,"he called. The elf appeared wearing a pink ball gown. He was dancing with a broom stick and stopped when he noticed where he was.
"WHAT THE-,"he shouted. He looked over at me. I smiled and waved at him.
"Hello,"I said, trying my hardest not to laugh at him.
"Your girlfriend, AGAIN?,"the elf shouted towards Kyle. I leaned in closer to the elf.
"It do so happens that I am Kyle's girlfriend,"I whispered in a harsh tone,"Do you have a problem with that?" The elf shook his head quickly. I pointed at Kyle, not loosing my gaze at the elf.
"He's cold, pale, and soaked,"I said,"Get him some dry clothes before he dies! If you don't, he won't be the only one who dies today!" The elf gasped at my threat and poffed away. A few minutes later, he returned with a black book bag.
"There in here!,"he coward,"One question though?"
"What?,"I asked handing the bag to Kyle.
"Did you conjure me?,"he asked,"I didn't know you were a witch."
"I did you FOOL!,"Kyle shouted,"Get out of here, your work is done!" The Scrivner poofed away. Kyle laughed.
"Serves him right,"he smiled.
"What was with the dress?,"I giggled.
"He get's lonley,"Kyle told me. I laughed to myself. Kyle stood up and took the bathroom pass from the front of the room.
"I'll meet you at lunch,"he told me. Quickly, he kissed my cheek before he left. The bell rand and I grabbed the Necronomicon and my stuff and headed to the lunchroom. Yo walked beside me and smiled.
"I know something you don't know,"she sang. I looked down at her, since I was slightly taller than her.
"What?,"I asked. She giggled.
"Well...,"she started,"Fanboy told me that he caught you and Kyle kissing in the playground." My eyes widened.
"WHAT?,"I shouted. I dropped my lunchbag and everything else I was holding. Yo nodded.
"Yup,"she giggled,"I'm gonna go tell Lupe and...everyone else too!" I went pale as she skipped away. I felt numb but I managed to pick up my belongings. Fanboy and Chum Chum were walking down the hallway to lunch. Fanboy patted me on the back
"Hey buddy!,"he smiled. I stared at him, no expression on my face. I was fumed.
"Leave, me, alone,"I mumbled.
"Whoa, what's going on?,"he asked. I turned to him and slapped him across the face. I ran away from him as he hit the ground with a loud thud.
"I HATE YOU!,"I shouted as I ran. I covered my face. Fanboy, the person I though was my friend, betrayed me. I bumped into Kyle and fell. A tear streamed down my face.
"Rima," he said. He was all dry,"Are you alright? I leave you alone for two minutes!" He pulled me off the floor.
"No, I'm not okay,"I replied. He held me.
"What's wrong?,"he asked. He wiped the tear from my face. I looked up at him.
"Fanboy,"I said. Kyle shot an annoyed look.
"WHAT DID THAT IDIOT DO TO YOU?,"he yelled. I told him what happened. His expression changed from angry, to worried. He looked down the hall as Fanboy slowly approched us with Chum Chum infront of him to protect his face. Kyle dragged me into the lunchroom. Quickly, we ran to the corner of the lunchroom where we usually sat. We hid behind the Necronomicon.
"Although I'm very glad your my girlfriend, I don't really want the whole school in our buisness!,"Kyle whispered.
"Same,"I replied. I peeked around the book and saw Yo at the other end of the table. I screamed.
"OH MY GOSH!,"I shouted,"When did you get here?" Kyle jumped when he saw Yo. She giggled at us.
"Were you two kissing behind that book?,"she laughed.
"NO!,"Kyle replied,"What do you, Yo?"
"Nothing,"she smiled,"I just wanted to ask you two a question." We looked at eachother and then turned our attention back to Yo.
"What is it then?," I asked.
"Well...,"Yo started,"Have you guys chosen any yet?"
"CHOSEN WHAT?,"Kyle yelled. Yo giggled.
"Baby names,"she replied,"Lupe told me you two were expecting a baby!" I went pale. Kyle went silent.
"I guess it's true!,"she smiled,"I'll have to throw a baby shower for you, Rima!" Kyle stood up. He pulled me off the tables and dragged me.
"Where is Lupe?,"he asked. Yo lead us to a table where a large girl was sitting. She was writing out a list.
"Excuse me, Lupe,"Kyle said. She turnes around.
"Green or Blue?,"she asked. Her accent sounded Spanish. It was very heavy.
"Why?,"I asked.
"I'm going to buy you baby clothing,"she replied,"You no know if it's a boy or a girl so Aunt Lupe buy you colors for both." She put her ear to my stomach,"Hola? Kyle Jr., are you in there?" I screamed. Kyle pushed her away.
"ENOUGH!,"he shouted,"I can't believe you all!" Yo frowned.
"But Fanboy said-"
"FANBOY IS STUPID!,"he interupted. Yo and Lupe gasped.
"RIMA AND I ARE JUST FRIENDS, WE DID NOT KISS, AND THERE IS NO BABY!" I was surprised by how easy Kyle could lie. I worried about that. I followed him back to our table to grab our things. The bell had already rang for recess. We sat where we usually did, the tree in the corner of the playground. While we were walking, I could have sworn I saw someone sitting behind the tree. But when we got there, there was no one there. We sat down and ate our lunch, since we didn't get to in the lunchroom. My mother had made some spagetti. But my father put it into two, seprate containers to avoid any "Lady and the Tramp" accidents he feared. We ate in silence, not talking about what had happened in the lunchroom. Although Kyle had explained himself, the classroom was still keeping an eye on us since we were alone together.
"Oh no!,"Kyle shouted. I looked over at him. Some spagetti sauce had landed in the center of his shirt. He would have been lucky if it landed on one of the many red stripes on his shirt, but it landed on a yellow one. He stood up.
"I'll be right back...again,"he sighed before he headed back to the bathroom. I giggled. I heard some leaves shaking from the tree. A leaf landed on my shoulder, softly. I looked up and screamed. My food flew off my lap as I stood up. There was a boy, gracefully sitting in the tree. His hair was grey, with a silver shine to it. He wore a dark, black blazer and a white shirt that made him look pale, colorless. His shoes were shined and glowing from the polish he used. He jumped off the branch he sat on and landed on his feet, making no sound as he landed on the pile of leaves below him. I leaned my back against the tree as he came closer. He had an evil grin on his face. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. Quickly, I snatched it away.
"Who are you?," I asked. He ran his hand through my hair.
"The man of your dreams,"he replied. He dramatically moved away from me before he continued.
"I am Sigmund, Sigmund the Sorcerer!" His accent was one I couldn't put my finger on. It sounded German. At least I though it was. I pushed him away.
"Leave me alone!,"I shouted. He tightly held on to my wrist.
"Rima, darling, you musn't resist your affection for me,"he whispered. My eyes grew. I tugged frantically at my arm.
"How do you know my name?,"I asked. He laughed a strong and loud laugh. His voiced boomed in my eays.
"I have my ways, darling,"he replied. He winked at me, still no releasing the grip he had on my wrist. What was he going to do to me? I wasn't going to have another "Boog" incident. I kicked Sigmund hard on his right leg. He yelled and let me go. I pushed him to the ground as he held on to his leg, loosing his balance. I grabbed the Necronomicon and ran as fast as I could. Since I was wearing a dress, it was sorta hard to run. I ran into the school and stopped to catch my breath. I leaned against the wall with my head down and worked on my breathing. When I looked up, Sigmund stood infront of me. Before I could scream, he covered my mouth and pulled me close to him.
"Had a good run?,"he asked,"Your very enetertaining, Rima darling." I tried my hardest to get him off me. It was like those crime shows on TV when they act out the crimes to find out what happened to the victim. I was the victim in this case. Why was this happening to me? What was he going to do to me? What did he want from me? I kept asking myself these quetions. The panic was soo overwhealming. I felt light headed. Sigmund twirled the ends of my hair with his fingers, the way Kyle does when we're together. I felt anger rush through me. I bit his hand and didn't let go, even after he tried to shake me off.
"Rima darling! Please, let me go! Get off! PLEASE!" I didn't listen to any of his pleading. Kyle walked out of the bathroom near by and gasped.
"Rima? SIGMUND?,"he shouted. I let go of Sigmund's hand.
"You know this perv?,"I replied. Sigmund laughed.
"Of course he does,"Sigmund answered for him,"He worships my magic."
"I DO NOT!,"Kyle yelled,"YOUR NOTHING BUT A SHOW OFF AND A CONCITED PIG!"
"I'm a pig?,"Sigmund laughed,"Your piggish ways are what got you kicked out of Milkweed Academy!"
"Kicked out?,"I gasped. Kyle lowered his head. "Why?"
"Yes Kyle, why?,"Sigmund added. Kyle's face turned red.
"I turned one of my professors into rasberry flan,"Kyle mumbled.
"Why didn't you just change him back?,"I asked. Sigmund laughed louder.
"The Constipator ate him!,"he laughed
"Conjurer!,"Kyle shouted.
"So you ATE your TEACHER?,"I asked.
"Professor,"Kyle corrected. I was in total shock. What do you say to someone who ate their teacher? Or any human being for that matter! Especially if it was your boyfriend? Unless your a guy...then it would be your girlfriend. Unless your gay or something, but lets not get into that now...
I stared at Kyle, who kept his face hidden behind his hair, the way I do. Sigmund continued to laugh.
"I can't believe he didn't tell his own girlfriend about this," he laughed. I looked at him.
"How do you know I'm his girlfriend?," I asked.
"The fool got so excited about dating you, that he bragged about it to me. Naturally, I had to see this for myself. And what a beauty you turned out to be! I still don't believe him!" He smiled at me and winked again. Kyle growled towards him.
"Leave Rima alone!,"he shouted. He grabbed my hand when the bell rang. We started walking away until Sigmund grabbed my other hand, causing me to drop the Necronomicon. Gently, he kissed my hand.
"So wonderful to have finally met you Rima darling,"he flirted. I pulled my hand away and picked up the book. His smile grew.
"Your face is red,"he laughed. Kyle tugged me away to French. Fanboy and Chum Chum rushed in behind us. They cheered together.
"CAN YOU BELIEVE IT CHUM CHUM!,"Fanboy shouted,"SIGMUND THE SORCERER, IN OUR SCHOOL!" Kyle groaned. So did I.
I walked home after school to change out of the dress my mom made me wear. I headed to my room and changed into a green and black striped shirt and dark jeans with a pair of black buckled boots my aunt brought me when she was in the army. It had started raining again so I stuffed my jeans into my boots. I pulled the red bow out of my hair and brushed my over grown bangs over my right eye, the way it always looked. Unfortunatly, the curls my mother put in my hair stayed. I grabbed my black umbrella and book bag and headed out, locking the door as I left. The rain poured down hard, but someone was riding a bike through it all. It was Lenny, the guy who worked at the Frosty Mart. His bike had gotten stuck in a puddle of mud at the side of the road. I walked towards him and watched him struggle.
"COME ON YOU STUPID BIKE!,"he shouted as he tugged at it. He was making no progress. I grabbed the handles and pulled as he pushed at the seat. He looked up at me.
"Oh, it's you,"he groaned. I frowned at him
"Look, I'm sorry I yelled at you, but it doesn't matter to me anymore. I can care less about those two." I continued to pull at the bike. After a few tugs, the wheels finally moved and released the bike from the mud. I spokes were filled with chunky pieces of rocks covered in mud. He would have to walk his bike. He smiled at me anyways.
"Thanks...uh?"
"Rima,"I smiled back.
"Yeah,"he said,"I always knew I would like you." I blushed as we waved goodbye to each other. Kyle's house was four blocks away from mine. When I finally go there, he was looking through a window, drawing pictures from the fog and mist that collected on the glass. He looked dreamy and bored, as if he was daydreaming. I laughed to myself and rang the doorbell. I watched him rush to the door. He opened it slowly and smiled at me.
"What brings you to my home?,"he asked. I laughed at him and took a rag out of my bag. With it, I cleaned the mud from my shoes before I entered his house. He lead me to his study. It was dark and gloomy. A large shelf of books covered the back wall and there was a large picture of himself over the burning fireplace. To tell you the truth, the room scared me. Grey on Black on Burgundy. And the whole room was lit by candles. He sat me down in a large chair and threw my bag and umbrella in a near by closet. He handed me a cup and a small plate to place the hot cup on. There was hot tea in the cup and it smelled like, peppermint. Although I'm not a big fan of tea, I tried it anyways. It was acutally okay. Maybe only cuz it reminded me of Kyle. He smiled at me.
"You like tea?,"he asked. I shook my head.
"No,"I replied,"But I like this one. It's actually really good. You drink it often, don't you?"
"Actually, yes,"he smiled,"How do you know?" I laughed to myself.
"Just figured,"I replied. I drank in silence as I listened to the firewood cracking. I looked up at the large picture that hun above the fireplace. An angry picture of Kyle holding his Necronomicon was displayed. Well, he didn't look angry, just evil. I didn't like it. It wasn't him.
"Admiring my portrait?,"he asked.
"No,"I replied,"I don't like it."
"Why not?,"he asked,"It was painted by the finest artist in Milkweed Academy."
"I could paint better,"I told him. He rested his cup on an end table that sat beside him.
"What makes you think so?,"he asked,"Are you trained in fine arts?"
"No, I'm self taught,"I smiled,"I'll paint a portrait of us for this room." He laughed.
"Very well then,"he smiled back,"I'll let you try."
"And I'll succeed,"I added. He blushed.
"Your a different kind of girl,"he joked,"But it keeps me intrigued by you." I rolled my eyes and drank my tea.
"You think your so charming, don't you?,"I asked.
"Well, partically. Maybe. Yes."
"Agreed."
We laughed silently, trying not to choke on our tea.