Chapter 27: 27
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Few days after his birthday, Erick was still busy doing errands while attending school. This has gone for several days that he was beginning to feel the consequences of it all. He doesn't have much free time to himself, much less, spending his time with his friends. He wanted to complain at his father but he knew it will only anger him. He couldn't complain to his mother because it may seem like she was spoiling him too much. So he could only endure for it. And also, he did not want people, especially those from the pack, think that he was complaining too much and was being a sissy.
Currently, he was at the cafeteria in school. It was rowdy as usual with people chattering and a couple of guys here and there horsing around. He was sitting alone at the usual table. The others were still waiting in line to get their food. He was poking his beef steak with his fork, with dead eyes. His body radiated tiredness as he looked like he was about to collapse at any time. His food was in front of him; there were three burgers, two beef steaks, a couple of vanilla milkshakes, 4 small bowls of mashed potatoes and one small bowl of vegetable salad. His whole dishes already covered one corner of the table.
Hamish arrived with his own tray of food. Despite the lack of food variety in the cafeteria, they still enjoy the food being served there. Because the cafeteria ladies always served great steaks. What they did not know was that it was actually Lachlan who sponsored the steaks every month. Though, the cafeteria do not serve steaks everyday, they usually try to serve it on alternative days. And today was one.
Hamish placed his tray onto the table and sat beside Erick. On his tray, there were a couple of burgers, two bottles of water, one beef steak, two bowls of fried rice and a medium-sized bowl of vegetable salad. There wasn't enough space in his tray for all of his food that he had to stacked some of them. For example, the burgers were placed on top of the beef steak and the bowl of vegetables was a bit tipped, nearly touching his bowls of fried rice. He picked up his burger, unwrapped the wrapper and looked over at Erick's. He saw the puny thing called a bowl of vegetable salad and smirked. "That's your vegetables for today?" he mocked.
"Bro, at least, I eat my greens," Erick protested.
Hamish scoffed before taking a bite of his burger. "Haven't seen any dent on that veggies yet," he commented.
"I'll eat it later," Erick answered, looking away. He cut his steak into half and stacked them together. He then eat it in one bite before reaching for his bowl of mashed potatoes. "So, how are things been working out for you?" he asked.
The two of them hadn't had a real chance to talk with one another until now. During class, they either don't have class together or Erick would be sleeping. And during lunchtime, most of the time, Hamish need to go back to the pack house and helped out with Dewei. So, they hardly had lunch together. Even if Hamish had lunch at the cafeteria, they always missed each other since Erick would have a quick lunch to go to the library and review back his notes. He may not seem like a studious student but he really wants to maintain his high grades.
Hamish groaned as he propped his chin on his hand. "Sometimes…" he started. "I feel like a maid or a babysitter or something."
Erick raised his eyebrows in surprise. He did not expect Hamish to complain. In fact, he did not expect Hamish to say anything at all. He thought he would keep it all to himself because that's just his personality. It must have been so bad that he had to voice out his complaints.
Looking at the surprise on Erick's face, Hamish let out a low chuckle. He finished off his burger and reached for his bowl of rice. He cut a piece of beef steak and placed the meat on top of his rice. He began to eat his rice and beef, while ignoring Erick's stare.
Erick rolled his eyes and said, "Woi, waiting here. What do you mean?" he was curious because he knew that Hamish had been working for Dewei, who was known for his eccentric personality. He wonders what kind of tasks he had been given by Dewei to make him be like this.
Hamish sighed. He regret starting the conversation. He doesn't like to talk about his complaints. But recently, he has been so tired that he hasn't even had the time to study at home. Even when it was his birthday two days ago, he told his parents that he only wanted a quiet one. So, it was a small family dinner with him and his parents. He didn't even invited Erick because he was worried that he might be too tired to entertain his guests. Luckily, Erick had understood.
He reached for his second bowl of rice and pulled his bowl of vegetable salad closer to him. He was still contemplating whether to voice out his complaints to Erick, who was still waiting for him to continue. It was not that he does not trust Erick but he was just not the type to complain. He likes to keep his problems to himself, even from his parents and best friend.
Before Hamish could say anything, Erick let out a sigh himself.
Hamish frowned. "What's with you?"
Erick shook his head. "Nothing. I've just remembered that I need to buy some stuff for Paccia later after school."
"What stuff?"
"Warts remover."
Hamish cringed. "Dem. That's nasty."
Erick groaned. "Wouldn't you believe it?" he said. "Although, the cashier at the store where I bought the stuff is quite cute," he grinned. "Just that… yeah, it's embarrassing to buy those kind of stuff. I once told Paccia to conjure it up herself. But she said that magic doesn't work that way. Dane's pissed."
Hamish sniggered. "What was he pissed off about again?"
Erick frowned as he recalled the conversation he had with Dane a couple of days ago. Dane was pissed that Erick had to do the chores of a witch. He was a proud wolf and he does not like witches either. In fact, Erick believed that he doesn't even like anyone, even other shifters like bears. He once asked Dane, why doesn't he like this?
He had answered that he doesn't really like or hate them. But he could not tolerate them.
Erick pressed on, asking why and what was the difference between them. Then Dane replied, 'I just don't like them. But I dislike witches more. Other shifters like those bears and tigers, they are just annoying. Witches? They are both noisy and annoying.' and that was the end of the conversation.
Erick sighed again and said, "Just the usual."
They then began to eat their lunch quietly, both seemingly into their own world.
When the lunch bell rang, indicating the start of the afternoon class, the two of them had already finished their meal. They quickly returned the trays and threw their rubbish into the rubbish can. Again, the two of them have a different class from one another. They waved each other goodbye as they went off on their separate ways.
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Few days after his birthday, Erick was still busy doing errands while attending school. This has gone for several days that he was beginning to feel the consequences of it all. He doesn't have much free time to himself, much less, spending his time with his friends. He wanted to complain at his father but he knew it will only anger him. He couldn't complain to his mother because it may seem like she was spoiling him too much. So he could only endure for it. And also, he did not want people, especially those from the pack, think that he was complaining too much and was being a sissy.
Currently, he was at the cafeteria in school. It was rowdy as usual with people chattering and a couple of guys here and there horsing around. He was sitting alone at the usual table. The others were still waiting in line to get their food. He was poking his beef steak with his fork, with dead eyes. His body radiated tiredness as he looked like he was about to collapse at any time. His food was in front of him; there were three burgers, two beef steaks, a couple of vanilla milkshakes, 4 small bowls of mashed potatoes and one small bowl of vegetable salad. His whole dishes already covered one corner of the table.
Hamish arrived with his own tray of food. Despite the lack of food variety in the cafeteria, they still enjoy the food being served there. Because the cafeteria ladies always served great steaks. What they did not know was that it was actually Lachlan who sponsored the steaks every month. Though, the cafeteria do not serve steaks everyday, they usually try to serve it on alternative days. And today was one.
Hamish placed his tray onto the table and sat beside Erick. On his tray, there were a couple of burgers, two bottles of water, one beef steak, two bowls of fried rice and a medium-sized bowl of vegetable salad. There wasn't enough space in his tray for all of his food that he had to stacked some of them. For example, the burgers were placed on top of the beef steak and the bowl of vegetables was a bit tipped, nearly touching his bowls of fried rice. He picked up his burger, unwrapped the wrapper and looked over at Erick's. He saw the puny thing called a bowl of vegetable salad and smirked. "That's your vegetables for today?" he mocked.
"Bro, at least, I eat my greens," Erick protested.
Hamish scoffed before taking a bite of his burger. "Haven't seen any dent on that veggies yet," he commented.
"I'll eat it later," Erick answered, looking away. He cut his steak into half and stacked them together. He then eat it in one bite before reaching for his bowl of mashed potatoes. "So, how are things been working out for you?" he asked.
The two of them hadn't had a real chance to talk with one another until now. During class, they either don't have class together or Erick would be sleeping. And during lunchtime, most of the time, Hamish need to go back to the pack house and helped out with Dewei. So, they hardly had lunch together. Even if Hamish had lunch at the cafeteria, they always missed each other since Erick would have a quick lunch to go to the library and review back his notes. He may not seem like a studious student but he really wants to maintain his high grades.
Hamish groaned as he propped his chin on his hand. "Sometimes…" he started. "I feel like a maid or a babysitter or something."
Erick raised his eyebrows in surprise. He did not expect Hamish to complain. In fact, he did not expect Hamish to say anything at all. He thought he would keep it all to himself because that's just his personality. It must have been so bad that he had to voice out his complaints.
Looking at the surprise on Erick's face, Hamish let out a low chuckle. He finished off his burger and reached for his bowl of rice. He cut a piece of beef steak and placed the meat on top of his rice. He began to eat his rice and beef, while ignoring Erick's stare.
Erick rolled his eyes and said, "Woi, waiting here. What do you mean?" he was curious because he knew that Hamish had been working for Dewei, who was known for his eccentric personality. He wonders what kind of tasks he had been given by Dewei to make him be like this.
Hamish sighed. He regret starting the conversation. He doesn't like to talk about his complaints. But recently, he has been so tired that he hasn't even had the time to study at home. Even when it was his birthday two days ago, he told his parents that he only wanted a quiet one. So, it was a small family dinner with him and his parents. He didn't even invited Erick because he was worried that he might be too tired to entertain his guests. Luckily, Erick had understood.
He reached for his second bowl of rice and pulled his bowl of vegetable salad closer to him. He was still contemplating whether to voice out his complaints to Erick, who was still waiting for him to continue. It was not that he does not trust Erick but he was just not the type to complain. He likes to keep his problems to himself, even from his parents and best friend.
Before Hamish could say anything, Erick let out a sigh himself.
Hamish frowned. "What's with you?"
Erick shook his head. "Nothing. I've just remembered that I need to buy some stuff for Paccia later after school."
"What stuff?"
"Warts remover."
Hamish cringed. "Dem. That's nasty."
Erick groaned. "Wouldn't you believe it?" he said. "Although, the cashier at the store where I bought the stuff is quite cute," he grinned. "Just that… yeah, it's embarrassing to buy those kind of stuff. I once told Paccia to conjure it up herself. But she said that magic doesn't work that way. Dane's pissed."
Hamish sniggered. "What was he pissed off about again?"
Erick frowned as he recalled the conversation he had with Dane a couple of days ago. Dane was pissed that Erick had to do the chores of a witch. He was a proud wolf and he does not like witches either. In fact, Erick believed that he doesn't even like anyone, even other shifters like bears. He once asked Dane, why doesn't he like this?
He had answered that he doesn't really like or hate them. But he could not tolerate them.
Erick pressed on, asking why and what was the difference between them. Then Dane replied, 'I just don't like them. But I dislike witches more. Other shifters like those bears and tigers, they are just annoying. Witches? They are both noisy and annoying.' and that was the end of the conversation.
Erick sighed again and said, "Just the usual."
They then began to eat their lunch quietly, both seemingly into their own world.
When the lunch bell rang, indicating the start of the afternoon class, the two of them had already finished their meal. They quickly returned the trays and threw their rubbish into the rubbish can. Again, the two of them have a different class from one another. They waved each other goodbye as they went off on their separate ways.
Few days after his birthday, Erick was still busy doing errands while attending school. This has gone for several days that he was beginning to feel the consequences of it all. He doesn't have much free time to himself, much less, spending his time with his friends. He wanted to complain at his father but he knew it will only anger him. He couldn't complain to his mother because it may seem like she was spoiling him too much. So he could only endure for it. And also, he did not want people, especially those from the pack, think that he was complaining too much and was being a sissy. Currently, he was at the cafeteria in school. It was rowdy as usual with people chattering and a couple of guys here and there horsing around. He was sitting alone at the usual table. The others were still waiting in line to get their food. He was poking his beef steak with his fork, with dead eyes. His body radiated tiredness as he looked like he was about to collapse at any time. His food was in front of him; there were three burgers, two beef steaks, a couple of vanilla milkshakes, 4 small bowls of mashed potatoes and one small bowl of vegetable salad. His whole dishes already covered one corner of the table. Hamish arrived with his own tray of food. Despite the lack of food variety in the cafeteria, they still enjoy the food being served there. Because the cafeteria ladies always served great steaks. What they did not know was that it was actually Lachlan who sponsored the steaks every month. Though, the cafeteria do not serve steaks everyday, they usually try to serve it on alternative days. And today was one. Hamish placed his tray onto the table and sat beside Erick. On his tray, there were a couple of burgers, two bottles of water, one beef steak, two bowls of fried rice and a medium-sized bowl of vegetable salad. There wasn't enough space in his tray for all of his food that he had to stacked some of them. For example, the burgers were placed on top of the beef steak and the bowl of vegetables was a bit tipped, nearly touching his bowls of fried rice. He picked up his burger, unwrapped the wrapper and looked over at Erick's. He saw the puny thing called a bowl of vegetable salad and smirked. "That's your vegetables for today?" he mocked. "Bro, at least, I eat my greens," Erick protested. Hamish scoffed before taking a bite of his burger. "Haven't seen any dent on that veggies yet," he commented. "I'll eat it later," Erick answered, looking away. He cut his steak into half and stacked them together. He then eat it in one bite before reaching for his bowl of mashed potatoes. "So, how are things been working out for you?" he asked. The two of them hadn't had a real chance to talk with one another until now. During class, they either don't have class together or Erick would be sleeping. And during lunchtime, most of the time, Hamish need to go back to the pack house and helped out with Dewei. So, they hardly had lunch together. Even if Hamish had lunch at the cafeteria, they always missed each other since Erick would have a quick lunch to go to the library and review back his notes. He may not seem like a studious student but he really wants to maintain his high grades. Hamish groaned as he propped his chin on his hand. "Sometimes" he started. "I feel like a maid or a babysitter or something." Erick raised his eyebrows in surprise. He did not expect Hamish to complain. In fact, he did not expect Hamish to say anything at all. He thought he would keep it all to himself because that's just his personality. It must have been so bad that he had to voice out his complaints. Looking at the surprise on Erick's face, Hamish let out a low chuckle. He finished off his burger and reached for his bowl of rice. He cut a piece of beef steak and placed the meat on top of his rice. He began to eat his rice and beef, while ignoring Erick's stare. Erick rolled his eyes and said, "Woi, waiting here. What do you mean?" he was curious because he knew that Hamish had been working for Dewei, who was known for his eccentric personality. He wonders what kind of tasks he had been given by Dewei to make him be like this. Hamish sighed. He regret starting the conversation. He doesn't like to talk about his complaints. But recently, he has been so tired that he hasn't even had the time to study at home. Even when it was his birthday two days ago, he told his parents that he only wanted a quiet one. So, it was a small family dinner with him and his parents. He didn't even invited Erick because he was worried that he might be too tired to entertain his guests. Luckily, Erick had understood. He reached for his second bowl of rice and pulled his bowl of vegetable salad closer to him. He was still contemplating whether to voice out his complaints to Erick, who was still waiting for him to continue. It was not that he does not trust Erick but he was just not the type to complain. He likes to keep his problems to himself, even from his parents and best friend. Before Hamish could say anything, Erick let out a sigh himself. Hamish frowned. "What's with you?" Erick shook his head. "Nothing. I've just remembered that I need to buy some stuff for Paccia later after school." "What stuff?" "Warts remover." Hamish cringed. "Dem. That's nasty." Erick groaned. "Wouldn't you believe it?" he said. "Although, the cashier at the store where I bought the stuff is quite cute," he grinned. "Just that yeah, it's embarrassing to buy those kind of stuff. I once told Paccia to conjure it up herself. But she said that magic doesn't work that way. Dane's pissed." Hamish sniggered. "What was he pissed off about again?" Erick frowned as he recalled the conversation he had with Dane a couple of days ago. Dane was pissed that Erick had to do the chores of a witch. He was a proud wolf and he does not like witches either. In fact, Erick believed that he doesn't even like anyone, even other shifters like bears. He once asked Dane, why doesn't he like this? He had answered that he doesn't really like or hate them. But he could not tolerate them. Erick pressed on, asking why and what was the difference between them. Then Dane replied, 'I just don't like them. But I dislike witches more. Other shifters like those bears and tigers, they are just annoying. Witches? They are both noisy and annoying.' and that was the end of the conversation. Erick sighed again and said, "Just the usual." They then began to eat their lunch quietly, both seemingly into their own world. When the lunch bell rang, indicating the start of the afternoon class, the two of them had already finished their meal. They quickly returned the trays and threw their rubbish into the rubbish can. Again, the two of them have a different class from one another. They waved each other goodbye as they went off on their separate ways.
