Dealing With a Devil

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 3 (v.1) - Chapter 2

Submitted: February 07, 2012

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Submitted: February 07, 2012




I definitely caught him off guard and had a huge advantage now. It was only a matter of hitting him in the stomach, or what part of it I could reach anyway, and I could easily push him off. Blake was still confused and because of that, it was really too easy to knock him out.

“Did you just knock out Blake?” Jake asked me with great uncertainty in his voice. Jake was the school’s playboy. He was the kind of guy who always had a girl in his bed Saturday morning, and Sunday morning, and usually on Monday mornings as well. Yes, he was handsome with his incredibly blue eyes and blond curls, a great fighter as well. Just really not my type. Besides, I kind of expected him to choose to work for evil.

“Yeah, I did.” I answered, quite surprised myself that I could actually say this.

“How? Blake is pretty much the best fighter at school and you… well, you’re the one failing your practical all the time.” Thanks Jake, I saw you as a friend, an annoying one, but a friend all the same.

“Thanks man, that’s real nice of you to say.” I was pretty much the queen of sarcasm, as proven every day.

“Dude, what just happened?” Blake sat up straight and put his hand on a scratch on his cheek, one his fall to the ground caused.

“I sort of knocked you out, sorry about that.” I answered even though Blake clearly asked Jake. I am no “dude”, thank you very much.

“Really? God, this hurts! I’ve never been knocked out before, and let me tell you this: I don’t like it.” An expression of pain crossed his face, but Blake quickly hid it.

“Your own fault really, you shouldn’t have been so cocky.” No, I wasn’t about to comfort Blake. Making fun of his pain was so much more fun.

He blinked. “How exactly did you beat me?” Yes! He wasn’t sure he remembered correctly. Or so I assumed at least.

“Knock-out blow.” I was now really hoping he’d just leave it alone and take my answer.

“No, before that. I had you pinned to the ground, right?” Dammit Blake! Why do you have to ask, when I gave you a perfectly fine answer?

“Right. I think you do remember. Am I right?”

“What I remember doesn’t seem plausible. Not at all, actually.”

“What do you remember?” I asked and immediately chastised myself for doing so with all these people around to hear.

Blake came closer and whispered: “I remember you kissing me.”  The alarm bells in my head were going crazy, this wasn’t supposed to happen. I should’ve just dealt with defeat, I’d rather have lost a fight than a friend. That’s how I saw Blake; as a friend, one of my closest friends. We’d known each other since kindergarten and he’d always treated me with at least respect. How was I going to be okay with this? Even more important: how was he? I couldn’t lose him, I’d lost too much already. Man, why did I kiss him? How could I have been so stupid?

I knew for a fact that my facial expression didn’t leave much for guessing my emotion. “You should’ve forgotten that.” I say out loud. Only Blake knows what I meant by that and he showed the same facial expression I thought had been on my face.

“Good work everybody, especially Vae, great fight that was!” For once in my life, I was actually happy to hear the Coach’s voice. “I can say I am proud of almost all of you. Now go hit the shower, class dismissed.” No thank you. Since this was my last class for the day, I never showered here. I liked the showers in the dorms better, as did everyone else. Unfortunately that was also what Blake usually did and I just didn’t feel like talking to him. Yeah, I wasn’t exactly girlfriend-material. I’d dated guys of course, I was twenty and didn’t look all that bad. Though the guys I’d dated had all been jerks and I was done being played. Besides, my personality couldn’t be called “loving” no matter how you put it. I was socially awkward, okay? I had a lot of friends, but when a relationship actually involved other sorts of feelings, I was considered to have the emotion range of a brick. Widely known fact here, by the way. Meaningless sex, I might be into that, but guys never asked me out, ‘cause they knew what I’d say.

I was practically running toward the dormitories when Blake had finally caught up. I wasn’t faster than he was, but the Coach kept him seated to check if he was okay. Naturally, I’d taken advantage of the extra time that bought me. It just wasn’t enough to get inside and avoid the conversation that was about to take place.

“We need to talk about this! Stop walking for God’s sake!” Yeah, that would really make me want to talk to you, Blake.

“We don’t! It was nothing, just a totally professional kiss, so drop it already!” I so hoped this would do the trick, but I knew it wouldn’t.

“What the hell is a professional kiss, there’s no such thing!” Blake yelled back, the frustration radiating off his face.

“That was! I just did it to distract you and hopefully win the fight. It worked, didn’t it?”

“Yeah, it did. You’re telling me that that’s all it was? Just you, trying to win?” Was that disappointment in his voice? Couldn’t be.

“Blake, what’s going on? What are you trying to say?” I had to be wrong in my assumption, I couldn’t be right... could I?

“You know what I’m trying to say, but I won’t say it unless I know you feel the same. I don’t want to get hurt like two years ago.” He was referring to Megan and how she’d hurt him when he was clearly crazy about her. I didn’t want him to get hurt, but what else was to be expected with me?

“Even if I would feel the same way, you know who you’re talking to, you know me better than anyone else.” Except for maybe Jennifer, but let’s not get into details too much.

“I do, that’s how I know that what I feel is real. I know I’ve never shown it, but this is nothing new. They all know, everyone but you.” Was that why Leanne had reacted the way she had? No, this just wasn’t possible.

“Why didn’t you even try to tell me?” I was actually hurt that he thought he couldn’t tell me, we’re still adults. We, or I, would’ve come up with something, right?

“I just didn’t want to lose you, even if that meant we’d never be more than friends. I’m sorry.” Blake looked so sweet when he said that.

“Don’t be, it’s not like you can do anything about that. It’s just that I’ve never thought of us that way. In my head, we’ve always been friends, nothing more, nothing less.” I couldn’t look at him, I just couldn’t see the look on his face. All I could look at were my sneakers on the sandy road, leading to the dormitories, only about half a mile away.

“Look, if you don’t want any of it, I can just be your friend. All I care about is not having to lose you, that would just kill me. You might kill me anyway, but I’m willing to take that bet.” It always amazed me how Blake could still be so loos and charming even in a situation like this.

“I don’t know, it’s a lot to take in.” Surely he wasn’t expecting an answer straight away, right?

“You can think about this as long as you want, but just let me know this: what did you feel when you kissed me?” Oh Blake, why does this have to be so damn difficult?

“I just sort of lost myself for a second. Why can’t this be easy?” I was anxious to hear his answer, I wanted to hear the emotion in his voice when he answered. I wanted to know, to feel what the right decision was.

“This can be easy.” Okay, now I looked at him, wondering what could possibly make this easier.  “Just tell me how this feels.” He now had my face cupped with his hands as he moved in closer and eventually kissed me. This time I had no intention to push him away. I don’t know how long we stood there like that, but by this time I was able to tell that that could have never been too long. I fully lost myself in this kiss. Blake’s lips were the only ones that had ever made me feel like this and I knew he was the right choice. He was the one who’d always been there for me, no questions asked and now I wanted to always have him by my side. I realise it’s naive or maybe even idiotic to get this much out of a simple kiss, but that was no simple kiss.

After a while, or maybe a little longer than that, I stopped and took a step back. “I must smell terrible, should’ve taken a shower first, if only you would’ve let me.” Naturally, I was only teasing Blake. I probably would never stop doing that, even if our relationship changed.

“I just figured that if you’re a little dirty already, you wouldn’t mind so much getting a lot dirtier.” Oh, it’s on.

“I’m not that kind of girl, you must be mistaking me for someone else.” Not my best comeback, but it would pass.

“Right, well, we’ll have to verify that then.” And we kissed again, not for as long as the first time, but I guess it was still for a reasonable amount of time. “Nope, it is you.” He said when we broke apart.

“I don’t know what time it is, but I think I should be heading over to my room to shower and to do my homework.” The homework wasn’t really important to me, but I did need that shower.

“I could join you.”

“I know you’re referring to the homework, but with me also mentioning the shower, it sounds totally wrong.” It had me laughing inside though, not outside, because that made me feel childish.

“Uhm... yeah, sorry about that, but do you want me to join you? With homework I mean.” I’d never noticed before, but it was kind of cute when he stumbled.

“If it wasn’t for Jen, the girl I’m sharing a room with, I would’ve said yes.” It was going to be weird with her, no doubt.

“Now that you mention it: we have to tell them, we have to tell our friends.” I really wasn’t looking forward to that moment, not at all.

“Yeah, but maybe it’d be best to tell them together during a break tomorrow, so we can let all of them know at once.” It seemed like the better option, since I wanted everyone to hear it from us. With everyone, I of course meant our friends, I didn’t care so much about the other people.

“Okay, then let’s do that. Only I suspect you’d want to tell Jen right away?” He knew me so well, even I hadn’t thought of that yet.

“Now that you mention it, I would, but only if you don’t mind.” I mean, I didn’t have to tell her, but we shared almost everything. Plus, I think she’d notice something was up. Somehow she always did, it was like we had a psychic link or something, pretty scary if you think of it.

“No, I don’t mind, as long as you tell her to keep it to herself for the time being.” He truly was the sweetest, though you’d never hear me say it out loud.

“I will... and don’t you want to tell Nick? He’s your best friend, so I wouldn’t mind. Do let him know it’s not to be shared yet though.” Nick had a knack for sharing information. He did however keep the deep and personal stuff to himself, so I hoped this particular secret fell into that category.

“Well, yeah, I want to tell him, but for safety reasons, it might be better not to.” Right he was.

“True, well then, I’ve got to go and take a shower. Talk to you this evening? My
laptop-privileges are finally restored.” My laptop was confiscated after I sort of hacked into the school’s database and deleted my school-history files, this was two months ago. You can imagine the horror. On a positive note: the files were permanently deleted; no one could restore them. I call that victory.

“If I can finish this robbery-history essay on time.”Oh right, he had robbery-classes tomorrow.

“Let me guess: the teacher said it was more than a day’s work and you took that as a challenge?” Pretty standard situation, for all students really.

“I’m never going to let you guess again, it’s no fun when you’re right.” And I was right a lot.

“Anyhow... I’m really going now, bye.” I gave him a small kiss and turned around when Blake grabbed my arm and pulled me in for yet another passion-filled touch of the lips. After what I thought were two minutes, I pushed Blake away. “Bye now.” I said and ran into the

Our school had four dorms: one for teachers, one for girls, one for boys and one for the elite. The last one was not that different from normal dorms but the rooms were a bit bigger and you didn’t have to share your room. My room was in the girls’ dormitories, on the second floor and I shared a room with Jennifer. This was a big part of the reason we were best friends. You see, in your first year, you get placed in a room at random and I was lucky enough to be placed with someone I liked. I’d heard plenty of people nagging about their roommates. In your second year you can request to be placed with someone else, only Jen and I hadn’t.

I opened the huge doors and checked in. There were check-in points in every dorm, so the staff would know when you were out too late. Of course this was very easy to surpass, which the staff luckily hadn’t found out yet. Anyway, the check-in point was at the beginning of huge hallway, which led to a common room. A space every dorm had on its first floor. This was a place where you can just have some fun together when your roommate wanted to study... or wanted some privacy, if you know what I mean.

“Hey Vae! I expected you here about 40 minutes ago!” So that’s how long I’d been outside with Blake.

“Oh, hi Suzy! Yeah, I had some things to take care of. Have you seen Jen here anywhere?” I wasn’t sure if I wanted to talk to her before my shower, but if she was in our room, I wouldn’t have much of a choice.

“I saw her go to the stairs about 5 minutes ago, guess she’s in her room. Why do you need her?” And now I needed an excuse. It was a good thing I was trained to come up with lies.

“I just needed her opinion on which weapon I should use tomorrow.” I had weapons class on Tuesdays, so this would be a good reason to be looking for Jen. I hoped it wasn’t too see-through.

“Okay, but I’d go with the samurai sword if I were you.” Suzy bought it. Thank God, one more obstacle out of the way.

“I’ll keep that in mind, thanks. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll just be heading over to my room.” I don’t know why I chose this combination of words, but Suzy didn’t seem to care.

I pushed the red door at the end of the common room open and giant stairs with marble steps appeared. These stairs were the only way up to the second floor and so they needed to be big to fit all second and third floor residents. Having reached the top of the stairs, you have to know where you need to be, because the second floor is a maze. Great place to play hide-and-seek though. It’s tradition to play that at the end of the school year with all students and even some teachers join in usually. You’re never too old for hide-and-seek apparently.  Anyway, Jen and I had apartment 206, the 2 meaning it’s on the second floor and the 06 being the actual number of the apartment. To get there you had to take the first hallway on the right and walk all the way to end. Then, you only needed to open the door on your left and there you were; our place. To open the door, a boring old white one with the apartment’s number on it in gold, I needed only hold my key card in front of the scanner below the doorknob. You know, the place normal people would have a keyhole. The door clicked and I could enter. I took a quick glance around the viewable parts of our place and only found Jen’s fake glasses, tossed carelessly on the kitchen table. So, either she was in her own room, which was unlikely; she barely ever spend time there other than to sleep, or she was on the toilet or she was studying at one of our two desks. Since I didn’t really feel like checking the toilet, I walked around our kitchen, past the door to my room and into the little study area. Jen sat there studying… a magazine. Typical, I’d have literally been surprised if she’d actually been studying a subject; no one ever does that, except Megan maybe, but then again, she could use any help she could get.

“Hey, you’re late.” Jen said without even bothering to turn around.

“Yeah, I kind of need to talk to you about that.” I figured it’d be best to just get it out of the way as soon as possible.

“Sure, what’s wrong?” Jen turned around and I saw in her face that she didn’t have a clue what was going on.

“Nothing’s wrong exactly, actually, some might think it’s wrong, but to me it’s very right, it’s…”

“Sweetie, you’re rambling.”

“Guess I am, anyway… I uhm, I…” God, this was going to be harder than I thought it would be. “Okay, I’m just going to throw it out and hope for a positive response. Here it goes: Blake and I kissed.” I’d shut my eyes so I wouldn’t have to look at Jen’s face, which I could only assume would express total shock.

“You did? Finally! He’s had a crush on you for I don’t know how long.” So literally everyone but me knew?!

“Really? You don’t think it’s weird or wrong or anything?”It was so important for me that Jen was completely okay with our relationship.

“No, not at all! I’ve told Blake to make a move so many times. I think you two make a great couple, but opinions are divided.” I didn’t like where this was going.

“Well then who think different?” Just I’d know who to watch out for.

“Leanne and Suzy were convinced you didn’t belong together and Jake said something about you being too good for Blake, but I think he just wanted to add you to his endless collection of dated girls. He’s such a pig, a cute pig, but still a pig. All the others have the same opinion as I have though, or at least that’s what I’ve heard. Also, we never really talked about it with Nick, we were afraid he might tell you. Although Blake’s probably mentioned his crush on you to him, they talk about pretty much everything. Is Blake telling him about you two right now? Or maybe you’re waiting until we’re all together to tell us and you just wanted to let me know beforehand.” A half a second window to cut Jen off. She was getting hyper.

“Yes, that’s right, we want you all together, but Blake said I could tell you already. He also decided to tell Nick when we tell the others. You’re entirely right, will you calm down now?” I was getting desperate for that shower I really had to take before dinner.

“You want to shower, don’t you? Then you should’ve been home earlier.” I told you Jen could read my mind.

“I had a good reason for being late, you know, me and Blake?” I figured she’d be okay now, seeing as she wanted us to get together.

“You were kissing for forty minutes?! Wow, I didn’t realise you guys were that into each other, but I’m happy you are. He would never do anything to hurt you and you... you’re tough enough to handle him.” I wasn’t sure if I should take this as a compliment, but knowing Jen, I should.

“What can I say? He’s a good kisser, better than that tosser Dan anyway, that’s not saying much, I know. Blake’s kiss was just so... right. I don’t know how else to put it.” I did know how else to describe it: amazing, perfect, everything I’d wished for, fireworks... I should probably stop now.

“Oh my God, you’re in love, you love him!” Jen was now up to the point where she was jumping up and down in excitement.

“Calm down, would you? We’ve only been dating for about an hour! I am going to take a shower now and I don’t care what you think of it.” I stuck out my tongue to show her I wasn’t serious, but I ran off to my room all the same. My room consisted of a bed, a comfortable chair and a tiny bathroom with a sink and a simply shower. I slipped into the shower and let my mind go blank as the water touched my skin.

*Ping* I received a new message at the exact same time I stepped out of the shower, now that’s timing! With a towel wrapped around my hair and me wearing a bathrobe, I looked at my cell phone to see who’d texted. Blake... well this couldn’t be good. 

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