Book 1: Chapter 43: Recruitment Part I

Book 1: Chapter 43: Recruitment Part I

Scarlet

I sit in the corner of the cafeteria with quite the number of people staring at me as I wolf down the large volumes of food in front of me. And despite their attempts to stay quiet, I hear plenty of the conversations around me.

How does she stay so thin despite eating that much?! Is she a bottomless pit or something? Was she starving for days?

I ignore the comments at first, but then some more join in, answering the question for the others.

I heard she uses blood magic. Oh, if thats the case then it makes sense. Yeah.

Thats all the convincing it took? Is that really why Ive been so hungry since becoming a Guardian?

Part of it at least. Its also because youre half blood lycan, Tar answers my question. Some blood magic spells use the users blood in the process, so the users end up needing to eat a lot. And lycans in general have a fast metabolism.

Oh. Okay.

Kind of annoying though, since Im not much of a fan of eating in general.

Oh really? Why is that? Tar asks as I continue eating, thankful that the people around me arent talking about me much anymore. Except the new arrivals that is.

Its because its a waste of time. Instead of eating, I could be working on something. But nope. I have to spend time from my days eating.

But you wasted time showering and even going outside to stare at the moo- Tar begins, only to be cut off by my thoughts.

No. Thats not wasting time. Thats what I want to do. So its not a waste. But eating isnt something I want to do, so its a waste.

Tar goes quiet as I feel waves of confusion running through whatever strange bond we have going on.

Dont try too hard to think about it. Belle, Allen, and Arthur all gave up long ago on trying to figure me out.

I stare at her in silence for a few seconds.

Why would that translate to me disliking you? I ask, not really understanding that jump in logic. I dont even like my own best friend or father figure touching me in any way, much less someone I just met.

This time she stares at me for several seconds in silence.

Then a blush emerges on her face, and she looks down again while muttering, I... I thought you were only saying that to get me to stop

I raise an eyebrow.

Why would I do that? I ask, a frown stretching across my own face.

Well, some people just make up excuses to politely tell someone not to do something! she says as if defending herself before gaining a sad frown. Sorry.

Yeah, Im not really the type to do that.

Dont apologize. Just stop being so mopey and quiet. It really doesnt suit you, I tell her, muttering the last part a little quieter than the rest.

Her head shoots up with a surprised expression on it, but I return to eating my food before she can say anything. I do glance up while eating to look at the siblings though, just to find them both with expressions showing a mixture of surprise and amusement on their faces. Then I focus on my food again until I finish the very last dish.

Right when I stand up from my seat, about to excuse myself to head to a training hall, I hear Michael ask, Hey, Scarlet, can I ask you something?

I glance at him before simply saying, You just did.

He grimaces at that for a second, only to then grin as he repeats himself, Can I ask you two more somethings?

I stare at him for a second before grinning myself and crossing my arms. Go ahead.

Without any hesitation, he immediately gets to the point, I would like to ask if youd join our team for the interschool tournaments.