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Chapter 11
"Anyways," Brooklyn said clapping her hands, waking Chris up, "Sorry… I think it's time to go home. Remember, some of us still have our parents for the next few decades so…"
"Right! Sorry about that, and it's already nine, let's get you home," Zaine said, pushing me out the door while everyone was getting up to leave.
"Wait so, none of you guys have your parents?" I asked as all of us were walking down the hall.
"Yah, all of ours died either from wars or sickness," Brooklyn said squeezing Chris's hand, "We all kind of live separately, except Chris and I and… Viv and Mason."
"You guys live together?" I asked Vivian and Mason, raising my eyebrows.
"Well yah, but not in the same room like Chris and Brooklyn do," Mason said looking at the ceiling.
"We don't live in the same room, we just sleep in the same room," She said then she stopped, as if to realize what she said, "I mean, um,"
"Brooklyn," Chris said rubbing his eyes.
"I mean we actually sleep as in the verb, oh wait um,"
"Brooklyn,"
"I mean we don't… I mean we do, but what I was talking about…"
"Brooklyn!"
"What?" she asked him.
"They get it," Chris said.
Vivian and Mason were laughing now, rolling on the ground even. Zaine was chuckling and I was at least trying not to laugh, considering Brooklyn was now a good friend of mine. I look over to see what Chris and Brooklyn were doing and it seemed that they wanted to run out the doors.
"How about we get going?" I asked motioning to the door.
"Yah we don't want to keep Chris and Brooklyn up past their bedtime, they probably won't be able to get to sleep tonight," Mason said, sending both him and Vivian into another bursts of laughs.
"Guys!" Zaine said and their laughs died down.
"Sorry, Brooklyn," Vivian said.
Zaine sighed and looked at me, "you want to go home now?"
"Yah," I said and we left them in the hallway, "See you tomorrow guys,"
"Yah," they yelled.
I got home to find my dad and mom in the living room watching TV. I said hello to them and went upstairs. Luckily my curfew wasn't until nine thirty and I got home at nine fifteen so…
I went into my room and put down my stuff, hoping Zaine would visit me again. I went into my bathroom to look myself over and drank a blood tablet because I was still thirsty. I brushed my teeth hoping the smell of the drink would wash away, I then notice the incisors in my mouth slightly larger than before I was turned. I go back into my room and change into shorts and an oversized shirt, giving up on Zaine showing up.
But just as I got into bed I heard slight taps up against the window. I smiled, knowing who it was. I zoom to the window and open it.
"Hey," I call down to Zaine, smiling.
"Hi," he said, smiling as well, "what are you doing?"
"Oh just hanging around," I said, still in my room.
"Want to come down here with me?"
"Might as well," I said in an exasperated sigh.
I jump down and again, he stared at me, and this time I don't feel as uncomfortable as before.
"You know, I thought of what is up with 'us'," he said and we started walking down the sidewalk again.
"And what is up with 'us'," I asked raising my eyebrow.
"I think… we're companions," he said hesitantly, but serious.
I stopped in my tracks and he suddenly looked concerned, "I guess… I-I kinda knew,"
"You did?" he asked, puzzled.
"Yah, I mean I wouldn't say I was denying the feeling but I was sort of keeping it secret," I said, looking away from him.
"Wait, so do you-you um, love me?"
"Yah," I said looking up at the night sky, "I really do,"
Then he kissed me, and this time, I knew I was right.