Camhanaich // A "Twilight" Parody Revision

CHAPTER TEN: GETTING TO KNOW YOU...

     When the morning arrived once more, beginning another gloomy day, I was uncharacteristically ecstatic. I was, like, more excited than I'd ever been since starting my new life in Spoonz. I was finally getting what I wanted; I was finally gonna end up falling into bed with Maverick. Well, that didn't actually end up happening, but hey, I was able to get another step closer, at least, before I died, which is currently, if you'd forgotten about that, reader.

     The weather was as depressing and ominous as it normally was. My heart sang; Maverick would be at lunch and in our shared classroom that day, as he didn't have the excuse of the sunlight anymore. I got dressed in my absolutely favorite attire ever; if you don't remember it, too bad. Just skim through the earliest chapters and you'll find it, probably.

     Cassius wasn't home; he usually never was, in the morning time. I made a quick breakfast of microwaved turkey bacon and sausage, and drank some strawberry milk, which I made using strawberry syrup stuff inside regular milk. Super yummy when you combine it with chocolate syrup, by the way. Try it sometime; be a weirdo like me. One of us! One of us!

     Anyway, after crunching, munching, and chugging, I sprinted out the door with my things for school. It was freezing. Thankfully, I had my favorite jacket of all time on, that time. Yeah, that made sense. I like the cold, sure, but I don't want to be "catch a cold" cold. You know? Yeah, you do.

     By the way, I didn't get very far when I stepped outside my home, closing the door behind me. Parked in front of my house was Maverick's Subaru. And leaning against it was Maverick, dressed like a badass; he looked...metal.

     Acting as casually as I could, I approached with an indifferent expression. "I'm riding with you." I wasn't gonna give him a choice; I was riding with him (and maybe, eventually, on him, wink wink). I didn't care if he was just planning to follow me so I wouldn't die in a car accident or whatever; I doubt that was why he was there anyway. Truthfully, I just wanted the illusion of being the one in charge for once.

     Maverick smirked. "I would hope so; otherwise, this would've been very awkward." I snorted, rolling my eyes playfully at him.

     I got into the Subaru. He got into the Subaru. We were both inside the Subaru. Yes, I'm stalling because I need a higher word count, I mean, I'm thinking about what happened exactly because I'm in the middle of dying and I just need a second to recall what happened afterwards, so I'm just repeating the same shit to maybe remember what occurred.

     I'm lying. And ignore the word count part; you didn't see that. You didn't.

     Surprisingly, Maverick drove at a reasonably human speed but then again, it was foggy as shit in that gloomy weather, so I guess he figured it wasn't worth the risk, as he'd be able to walk away and I, well, fucking wouldn't; I'd be super dead. So, yay, Maverick was being a sweetheart again. I was super happy about that.

     Throughout the ride, which was just the first three minutes (at least), I thought about the ride from the previous day, when Maverick answered Chrysanthemum and I's questions about his non-human nature. I wondered if she (Chrysanthemum) was gonna be weird around me because of her being in the know about the secret, too, and because of how I like him despite the red flags. But, then again, maybe she wouldn't be awkward. Time (sometime that day) would tell.

     "You're unusually quiet this morning," he suddenly pointed out.

     "I was just thinking about things," I answered without hesitation. "Namely if Chrysanthemum is still gonna be, well, Chrysanthemum or if she's gonna behave differently, now that we've got confirmation of you being what you are."