Blood Magic

7: Hel-Spawn

.^^ Puppy Cerberus ^^

— Athenos —

My alarm blared, and I slammed a fist down on it, groaning.

"You really hate that thing, huh?" Alexia mumbled, looking up from her book.

"You should have gotten some sleep... exams today..." I grumbled.

"Mmhmm. I slept for an hour, and you know I'm too excited about the exam to care about sleep." She grinned.

"Mm." I crawled out of the bed slowly, and pulled on some clothes.

"No, the red one. You can't wear blue jeans with a green shirt, it makes you look like you're trying to support a futbol team." She commented lazily.

I nodded, agreeing with her assessment, and pulled a red shirt on, hanging the green one up carefully.

"Coffee?" I asked, starting a pot. I must've been the only college student with his own merchant-grade cappuccino machine, and I abused the ability. I even sold cups, on weekends. I carted the thing out to the futbol field, and sold cups of coffee to the people watching the game. It's also how I explained my extra money to Alexia, as I didn't have a job.

She shook her head, holding up a mug of hot green tea from the table next to her side of the bed.

"Alright." I murmured, and laced my boots carefully, my fingers shaking a bit too much for my liking.

"Do you need help, luv?" She asked, glancing up over her reading glasses.

"I'm fine..." I tied the last knot stubbornly, and then sipped the coffee, grabbing my satchel. "I'll see you after my exam, and we'll celebrate, yeah? Maybe that bar that opened down the road?" I asked.

She smiled. "Sure, luv. I'll be there."

I smiled and crossed the room, and took the book, marking her page. I set it aside as she raised an eyebrow tinted red, (she usually dyed it brown every week, but she hadn't, in a while,) and kissed her.

She giggled softly, and kissed me back, then pushed me towards the door. "You're going to be late."

"Worth it." I snuck another kiss in, and walked out of the door of our apartment, to my final exam. Eight years of college, almost finished. After today, I was a fully legitimate Doctor, if they gave me the Doctorate.

The exam posed no issue to me, as I had already learned everything on it, and studied hard besides. The essays took longer, because I wasn't much one for writing, but I just did what Alexia would do. I explained the question until even a child could read my answer, and understand I was correct. (With the appropriate level of vocabulary, of course.)

My scores were handed back, the first one to finish, and I received a perfect score on everything, just like I'd expected.

"Congratulations, Mr. Parthenos, you have succeeded, where 97% of others fail, even at this stage." The professor smiled, and turned her eyes towards the room of students, reminding them to continue working.

I grinned and sprinted out, holding in a laugh until I was outside, and then found my way to the bar. "You seen a woman with brown hair, dark red eyebrows?" I asked the bartender.

He shrugged.

I nodded and made my way to the apartment. "Did her exams not go well? Shit!" I stopped and bought her some chocolate, just in case, then went to the apartment.

As I opened the door, I knew something was wrong. Her coats, which had hung in the doorway for all the five years we had lived here, (not cold enough in Jamaica for fleece,) were gone, as were her shoes.