"GOD! THIS IS STUPID!" I yelled, slamming down the dirty food trays on the counter, rolling my sleeves up again
"God has nothing to do with this. This is between you, Dr. Wagner, Head Mistress, and Guardian Belikov, not me. I'm just here to watch you make sure you do as told" Guardian Marnez Anastasia said from his corner of the kitchen. The condition for me to get out of the medical clinic was for me to have some sort of non-physically demanding job, while every body else gets to practice and hang out with friends. So I'm stuck with a Latino fag (No offence if your Latino/Latina) and a bunch of old ladies, washing dishes for the times the other novices are in training.
I quietly finished the trays and leaned against the counter.
"You missed a utensil" Marnez pointed out
"Ass hole" I muttered under my breath, too low for him to hear.
"Are you done my dear?" one of the older ladies, I believe her name was Melinda asked
"I have one more thing to wash, ma'am" I finished washing the stupid spoon Marnez pointed out then turned to her "Ok, can I go now?"
"I believe so my dear, but would you like something to eat first?"
"Ah…" I didn't really
"Yes Melinda, he has a ravenous appetite, right Mr. Becker" Marnez said, giving me 'the look'
Melinda smiled then walked back into the cooking area.
"You're such a drama queen Ben."
"I'm not a drama queen" I said coarsely
"What ever you say, Ben, what ever you say"
"Yeah, and I say I'm not a drama queen" I snapped
Marnez stood up to his full height, which wasn't much, feet squared and shoulders back "I don't know how you speak to Grigory, but your not going to speak that way to me, so watch your tongue." He said while failing to get in my face, he was several inches shorter than I.
"Tea?" Melinda asked and she came back.
"Yes, please." Marnez said
She handed Marnez and I a cup and a plate with a sandwich to me also "There you go Benjamin, I made some herbal tea, it's good for aches and pains" she smiled warmly
"Thank you, ma'am"
"You can call me Melinda if you want dear. Well I must finish shutting down the kitchen for the night. Thank you for the help." Melinda said then left
"She seems a bit uh…" I started looking for the right word
"Loco? Yes, But she's a witch and that's how they are" Marnez said, I took a drink of my tea, it was sweet and minty but the sandwich wasn't quite as nice, it tasted a lot like tongue. I choked down the sandwich and finished my tea. I slipped on my warm vest over my flannel shirt and grabbed the crutch Dr. Wagner wanted me to use when I was walking about, like that was going to happen.
"In a rush are we? Just so excited about doing your assignments?" Marnez asked, and then laughed.
"No, I feel like a prune and I have to check in with the doc." I said looking at my hands
Marnez looked at his watch "You have an hour and a half before curfew"
"Okay, good night Mar… uh, Guardian Anastasia" I said leaving the cafeteria and going out into the terrible weather. He ground was covered in slurry of rain and snow, sticking to my boots and wetting the bottom of my jeans. My leg was sore but not as bad as before, felt too silly using the crutch so I just carried it. I walked into the medical clinic, it was pretty quite, and normally there are a few people in for a pulled muscle or something, but tonight no one.
"Good evening Ben, I'm glade you remembered" Dr. Wagner said when she saw me walk in.
"My big head has to be good for something, right?" I smartly said, she chuckled
"I presume. Have you remembered to drink plenty of fluids? And vodka doesn't count."
"Are you saying I drink?" I said trying to cover what I hope she doesn't know.
"Benjamin, don't play dumb, I know you drink" she said giving me a stern look. I didn't say anything, she took care of my leg, gave me some more antibiotic and I was on my way. I used the crutch for about thirty seconds, until I was out of sight.
I made my way to the male dhampir dorms and came across Taylor.
"ey, how's a ther red skin imself doang" Taylor said swaying back and forth, defiantly drunk, I wonder if I look like that when I'm trashed.
"Wow, how many have you had my man?" I asked, did I act like this when I was wasted?
"OOOOOOOOOh, just er fewwww….." he slured"Common buddy, lets go, I wuss lookin fer you any whhhhay" he said slinging his arm around my shoulder standing on my right side, the side with my hurt leg.
"I hope you don't expect me to hold you up, I can barely hold my self up" I said
"Oh, I don't need you to old me urp, I'm strong" he thundered, hitting his chest.
"Uh huh" was all I said. We stumble along to Taylors room, when we got there you could see old scratch marks on the door from other times he was drunk and jabbed the key into the wood many times, which was what he did again this time. When he finally got the door open a small crowd of people sitting and standing silent looking at me.
"What happened? A couple of days and everybody hates me?" I said in a joking way
Everybody stayed quite.
"Um…" bloody hell.
Taylor started laughing and put his hand on my shoulder "That was funny guys, he fell for it, hook, line, and sinker" other people started to laugh
"How was that funny?" I asked, somewhat confused
"You should have seen the look on your face, it was hilarious!" Taylor said, obviously not as drunken as he was acting before.
"What ever you say, man" I said as I took a seat on the couch next to probably the hottest girl at the academy, Helena Brown.
Okay, that was the last chapter of Ben at age 16, leave a review and tell me what age (over 16) you want to read about for the next few chapters.
-Poppy