Amy
hated throwing up. It was the most disgusting, repulsive thing ever, and she couldnāt even breathe as the little bit sheād had to eat the day before kept forcing its way up and into the toilet she was bent over, blocking out airways. Soon, she could feel Leoās hand gently gathering her hair, his other hand caressing her back and she felt herself growing thankful once more that this man loved her, even as she sat there, fighting to breathe while the lumpy, yellow substance forced its way up. Maybe this was a delayed allergic reaction to the red wine from last night? She was grasping at straws though, because she knew her body wouldāve reacted sooner if that had been the case. The thing was, however, that others possibilities didnāt fit with this random pattern either. Tears began streaming from her eyes in frustration at her inability to breathe. When it finally stopped, Amy fell down onto her bum, heaving for air as she took some toilet paper and wiped her mouth, throwing it into the toilet afterwards.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Leo moving from her, filling a glass with water and she closed her eyes, trying to calm her body from the shock it had just experienced. Normally if a student had come to her with similar issues, she wouldāve asked about sex, protection and the likes, because it would be one of the first signs of pregnancy. But with her, that simply couldnāt be the case. Sheād only had sex last night, and before that, she hadnāt had sex in something like half a year or so. Besides, she was on the pill, not that it was a certain guarantee of anything, but still. The mere fact that she sexually couldnāt be suffering from morning sickness already, completely erased that possibility, so what was it? Then she heard Leoās voice and her eyes fluttered open to see him. She smiled weakly at him as she took the glass, shaking a little. She would calm down in a bit, but right now her body was still adjusting. āThanks,ā she said hoarsely before taking a big gulp of the water, closing her eyes as it soothed her aching throat and made her breathing much smoother.
Her eyes followed him as he poked his head out the bathroom door and she wondered who was knocking. Probably either Vince or Keirol. If it was important, Leo would merely take care of it. She wasnāt helpless after all. She could handle herself and she didnāt want him forsaking his Academy merely because she couldnāt keep her dinner down for some odd reason. Her ears perked when she heard Vinceās voice, wondering what he wanted. She frowned slightly as she thought it over. Heād probably felt the emotional explosion between her and Leo. She sighed, shaking her head a little. Sheād have to talk to him about that. What if theyād still been arguing? All in all, she didnāt want Vince coming by every time Leo and she had a blow-out, because she knew there would be more to come. Fine that he hadnāt tuned it out; he couldnāt help his powers any more than she or Leo could theirs, but he didnāt have to act on it. She knew heād be understanding enough and respect her wishes on this. She couldnāt remember Vince ever being difficult in that department, which was why she loved him. As a friend, of course. Never more.
She smiled softly when Leo returned to her and she took another sip of the water, looking up at him through a veil of dark, thick eye lashes. āItās fine,ā she said, still smiling that soft smile of hers, āIām fine. Reallyā¦ I donāt know what just happened.ā Truthfully, she did feel much better already, even though she had a terrible taste in her mouth, and probably even worse breath. Yuck. āJust need to brush my teeth.ā She struggled to her feet again, quickly regaining her balance as she stood and went to the sink. She felt weak. Not only tired, but weak. Was she coming down with something? That was weird. She was literally never ill. Ever. Her magic provided some kind of shield, she supposed, supporting her immune defenses. She shook her head a little, trying to calm it as she took her toothbrush, adding toothpaste before she began brushing her teeth, getting rid of the vile remnants of her dinner. Sheād actually puked in front of Leo. That when it hit her. This was downright embarrassing. What came next? Peeing with the door open? Gods. She shivered at the thought. What was he thinking? She glanced at him with toothbrush in her mouth, gauging his reaction for the first time since her ghastly display.
Drake laughed at Lorās comment. Ah, this girl. He loved how she always played right along with his bullshitting. Not a lot of people had the wits to. Granted, he was
good so it was understandable, but he always like a good game with an opponent who actually proved a challenge. āWe could,ā he said thoughtfully, grinning down at her. āBut I think it would qualify as damaging school property so Scary Marinos might give us a talking to.ā He wiggled his eyebrows at her and chuckled. He knew how close Lora felt to Leonardo Marinos, which was funny because the guy hated Drake. In truth, maybe that made Lora all the more appealing. It was just entertaining. In reality, Marinos had a stick lodged up his ass and Drake couldnāt help wonder what would happen if someone pulled it out. Ah hell, he had so many tongues up there it probably wouldnāt make much of a difference. Thinking of that, wasnāt Colby one of them? The thought made Drake smile. Maybe rooming with Colbs might end up pretty entertaining after all. As it was, however, he was considering how theyād swing things because the way he saw it, they were both pretty sexual guys. In different ways. Very different ways, thank you.
Drake snorted in amusement at Lora comparing gypsies to Erin, āno, I meanā¦ thatās her power. Erin goes all Hulk when sheās pissed, and sheās got a bit of a temper.ā He smiled secretively at how much that benefited him in reality. Then he laughed a little. āSo yeah, I donāt think you can quite compare it, sweetheart.ā Soon, she was commenting on his roommate and Drake smiled casually. āNah, Iām good, really. Itās fine.ā He didnāt mention how he was starting to consider the entertaining aspects of rooming with Colby. Honestly Drake rarely voiced his actual thoughts. He never lied either; he just withheld certain information he didnāt see fit to share. Not that people noticed. They were too caught up in his smiles and the fact that he always seemed so carefree and casual in everything he did. So they didnāt even notice. The same way they very rarely noticed that he didnāt actually give a shit about them.
He could easily narrow down the people he himself considered friends to one degree or another; Cor, Lora, Lulu, Jackson. Now, why was his sister on the list? Well, he sometimes disliked his sister to an extreme degree, but he knew she cared about him, just like he did her. They never showed it, but they did. Jackson had a stick up his ass, but Drake considered him a friend nonetheless. Maybe because Jackson was the kind of guy Drake knew he would be able to count on in a sticky situation and honestly theyād grown to become pretty good friends this last month. Lulu spoke for herself; she was Lulu, and the same could be said for Lora who heād known for years. So yeah, considering how many people thought themselves his friends, he didnāt really return the feeling a lot. Of course, Jaysin wouldāve probably been on the list years back, but then heād fucked Cor completely up by leaving and ignoring her existence, and now things were just fucking bungled. Theoās ex, Scott wouldāve been included too, but he was dead, soā¦ yeah.
When Lora commented on him being Lazy, Drake merely smirked at her. āYou say that like itās something new,ā he countered. Of course, Drake wasnāt usually lazy. Not really. He was the kind of guy whoād get up at 5 am in the morning just to get a good work-out before school, and he wasnāt being lazy right now either. He just frankly wanted to get the whole room-introduction thing over with so he could move on with his life. With her next comment, Drake laughed, ruffling up her hair just to show how easily he could reach. āWhat kind of gypsy are you, forgetting your magnifying glass? Really, Lor. What would your mother say?ā He said playfully, feigning outrage at the fact, before grinning down at her. āBesides, I thought weād already settled that you need to stop dreaming about being taller than me.ā
āStrict?ā Drake repeated her words about Leo thoughtfully, almost tasting the word before laughing. āThatās an understatement. Heās such a rule-rider, itās almost embarrassing. Heās going to have his work cut out for him now that all these idiots from Noctrem are moving in, though. My sister and her bitches are going to be hell to deal with while they get settled in, for instance. Now, theyāll need to establish their little social order for real, and itās going to cause trouble because those chicks want to be on top.ā He shook his head, smiling wryly before giving her a half-concerned look, ābetter stay out of their way for the next couple of weeks, love.ā It was a rare show of affection from Drake. Mostly because it was genuine; not faked in any way. He actually was worried about Lor now that she was staying with Erin, and he knew Cor didnāt like his little gypsy friend. Never had. He didnāt want her getting hit in the crossfire, so to speak. Not that he didnāt know she could handle herself, but compared to some of these girls, Loraās control of her magic was shady at best.