Chapter 20: 20
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The sudden words from Roman had Julie's heart almost slip out of her chest. She hadn't noticed him get up from the bed and stand behind her. Turning her head, she saw him looking at the notes she had made.
Roman said, "You have applied the wrong formula," and he turned his gaze to meet her eyes. He had been reading when he noticed the sound of Julie's pencil had stopped making noise against the paper.
He now crouched behind her, staring at her handwriting. "It is messy," he said, chewing the gum while not explaining what to her.
Julie looked back at her notes, a frown forming on her forehead, "I thought this was the one we make use of," she murmured, flipping her pages again. "Which one do you make use of then?"
Roman raised his hand forward, and Julie wondered if he was asking for the pencil or the book, "Money."
"Huh?" Julie responded, confused.
"I don't give people free lessons. As told by someone, it is always good to make money at what you are good at," said Roman in a serious tone.
Julie blinked at him if he was for real, "Who said that?"
"Me."
Roman bit into the gum before his eyes fell on Simon, "I thought you are busy with other subjects. I didn't know you have free time on your hands."
Simon slowly turned his head around, "I forgot that I had to make presentation slides for next week. My apologies, Julie. It looks like I won't be free this week."
That was a lie! Thought Julie to herself. Simon was the one who had offered to clear their doubts, and now he was going back on his word after Roman asked him.
She felt Roman look back at her while Simon went back to continue to help her friend. She turned back to look at Roman and said, "I will figure it out, but thank you for pointing out the error."
"It is a pity how people waste their time when things can be solved," stated Roman, looking right into her brown eyes.
"You don't look poor. Why do you need more money?" whispered Julie to him and Simon on the other side coughed.
When Roman's upper body leaned towards her, Julie leaned back. Maybe to him, with his reputation of being with many girls coming too close to her was nothing, but she was a girl who was new to such things.
The distance that Julie tried to create quickly vanished as Roman leaned closer and said, "It is so that I can pay people." He was only a student. Whom did he have to pay? Julie asked in her mind. To the other students whom he liked to bully? "Do you know what I pay them for?"
Julie shook her head, "I think I will pass."
"It is to have them dig up the ground, and bury the people who get on my nerves," said Roman, and for a second, Julie was terrified. She then heard him chuckle darkly at his joke. He got up from where he had been sitting on his heels and walked to pick up the book he had been reading and placed it back on the table.
Julie got back to her original position and looked at the formula that she had applied. After helping her friend, Simon stood up and walked to where Roman was. She picked her book and scooted to where Melanie was to fix the mistake.
At the same time, Roman had his back leaned against the table while drinking the cold drink he had opened a few seconds ago.
"You must have a death wish," commented Roman, his voice low only for Simon to hear.
"Why? Did I do something?" asked Simon, his expression perplexed, but Roman saw right through it. "And it was you and Maximus who told her your home was here, not I."
Roman rolled his eyes, "It was you who brought the question up. You should already know. Asking a question equals to being asked the same."
Simon nodded and then said, "Earlier you didn't return to the classroom, Rome. Did Dante call you?"
"I came back to the dorm to sleep," replied Roman. He could hear Julie getting her doubt cleared.
"Interesting, isn't she?" questioned Simon, noticing Roman's line of sight. "Maximus said she might taste sweet."
"Did the other girls run out of blood?" came the nonchalant words from Roman.
"Probably not, else there would have been more spare rooms in the Dormitorium," replied Simon. "Did you hear anything more about the body?"
A grim expression appeared on Roman's face, and he said, "The attack wasn't from a vampire. But it was only made to look like the death was caused by a vampire."
"Looks like this Sunday our hands are full," sighed Simon as if he wasn't looking forward to it. Seeing the girls starting to pack, Simon walked forward while Roman stood at the table watching Julie. "You are leaving?"
Julie and Melanie had found the right time to leave. Julie replied, "We finished our assignments and will do the rest of it in the dorm. Thank you for having us here."
"No problem," Simon offered them a smile, "We should do this often. It is always fun that way."
Julie didn't agree or disagree with his words, leaving her answer in suspense.
"Thank you for your help," Melanie thanked Simon, and he smiled.
Ready to leave, they started to head towards the door when Maximus returned with company. Olivia and Victoria were here. Olivia looked briefly surprised before giving a nod to both the girls. But Victoria stared at Julie harshly, her eyes quietly throwing daggers at Julie right now.
"I can now tell why Maximus picked snacks that we usually don't have," said Olivia. "You must have come to meet Conner?"
"Yes, we did," Julie nodded her head. She then said, "I wanted to ask you about him. He looks really pale and sick than how he was yesterday, is it normal?" in concern.
Olivia nodded her head, "The game usually tires the new players and it takes a day or two more time before they feel better. There's nothing to worry about," she assured Julie.
"Okay," replied Julie.
"Are you both leaving?" asked Maximus, and this time, Melanie nodded her head.
"Thank you for having us here," said Melanie and Julie awkwardly said bye before leaving the room.
Once the two human girls left the room and the corridor, Olivia's eyes fell on the books that were on the ground.
"How did they taste?" asked Victoria, picking up one of the cold drinks that Maximus had brought.
"We didn't get to sink our teeth. We were studying," replied Simon, walking to the bed and plopping himself on it.
"It is better if you don't unless you want to spoil your taste buds. We have been picking up the high-end students," said Victoria, and her eyes fell on Roman, who was staring at the door through which the girl had left. "Isn't that right, Rome?"
"I have never cared about taste. I am good if I drink directly from the body," expressed Maximus.
Roman's eyes moved to look at Maximus, and he said, "Victoria is right. Find someone else to prey on." Right now, he didn't want anyone sinking their fangs in the girl. Earlier, when he had come behind Julie to take a look at why she had paused, his sudden words had her heart pumping and rushing her warm blood up to her face.
He didn't want anyone putting his paws on his amusement.
Away from the boy's Dormitorium, Julie had reached her dorm. She dropped her bag on the ground, removing her shoes and getting on the bed to lay down on her stomach. She didn't know she could be this tired by spending time with the seniors. Thankfully it was the boys Dormitorium and not the girls to spy on them.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep for a few minutes before she woke up. Just one more day and then it was two days' holiday with no classes, thought Julie to herself.
Remembering the letter that was next to her window, she sat up and picked it. Opening it, she read— Time to say goodbye to the dorm and the university.
Julie's eyes widened, and she wondered if the person had already gone to speak to Mr. Borrell to hand over her letter. Until now, she couldn't make out how the note got picked and dropped. She had tried to stay awake before, but in the end, she had only fallen asleep. She had ignored writing back immediately, and this person had already decided to mention her rule-breaking. Hoping the person was only testing her, she quickly took to writing back.
'Pardon me. I forgot to read the note and thought to read it later once I was back. Please do not give my letter to Mr. Borrell >.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
The sudden words from Roman had Julie's heart almost slip out of her chest. She hadn't noticed him get up from the bed and stand behind her. Turning her head, she saw him looking at the notes she had made.
Roman said, "You have applied the wrong formula," and he turned his gaze to meet her eyes. He had been reading when he noticed the sound of Julie's pencil had stopped making noise against the paper.
He now crouched behind her, staring at her handwriting. "It is messy," he said, chewing the gum while not explaining what to her.
Julie looked back at her notes, a frown forming on her forehead, "I thought this was the one we make use of," she murmured, flipping her pages again. "Which one do you make use of then?"
Roman raised his hand forward, and Julie wondered if he was asking for the pencil or the book, "Money."
"Huh?" Julie responded, confused.
"I don't give people free lessons. As told by someone, it is always good to make money at what you are good at," said Roman in a serious tone.
Julie blinked at him if he was for real, "Who said that?"
"Me."
Roman bit into the gum before his eyes fell on Simon, "I thought you are busy with other subjects. I didn't know you have free time on your hands."
Simon slowly turned his head around, "I forgot that I had to make presentation slides for next week. My apologies, Julie. It looks like I won't be free this week."
That was a lie! Thought Julie to herself. Simon was the one who had offered to clear their doubts, and now he was going back on his word after Roman asked him.
She felt Roman look back at her while Simon went back to continue to help her friend. She turned back to look at Roman and said, "I will figure it out, but thank you for pointing out the error."
"It is a pity how people waste their time when things can be solved," stated Roman, looking right into her brown eyes.
"You don't look poor. Why do you need more money?" whispered Julie to him and Simon on the other side coughed.
When Roman's upper body leaned towards her, Julie leaned back. Maybe to him, with his reputation of being with many girls coming too close to her was nothing, but she was a girl who was new to such things.
The distance that Julie tried to create quickly vanished as Roman leaned closer and said, "It is so that I can pay people." He was only a student. Whom did he have to pay? Julie asked in her mind. To the other students whom he liked to bully? "Do you know what I pay them for?"
Julie shook her head, "I think I will pass."
"It is to have them dig up the ground, and bury the people who get on my nerves," said Roman, and for a second, Julie was terrified. She then heard him chuckle darkly at his joke. He got up from where he had been sitting on his heels and walked to pick up the book he had been reading and placed it back on the table.
Julie got back to her original position and looked at the formula that she had applied. After helping her friend, Simon stood up and walked to where Roman was. She picked her book and scooted to where Melanie was to fix the mistake.
At the same time, Roman had his back leaned against the table while drinking the cold drink he had opened a few seconds ago.
"You must have a death wish," commented Roman, his voice low only for Simon to hear.
"Why? Did I do something?" asked Simon, his expression perplexed, but Roman saw right through it. "And it was you and Maximus who told her your home was here, not I."
Roman rolled his eyes, "It was you who brought the question up. You should already know. Asking a question equals to being asked the same."
Simon nodded and then said, "Earlier you didn't return to the classroom, Rome. Did Dante call you?"
"I came back to the dorm to sleep," replied Roman. He could hear Julie getting her doubt cleared.
"Interesting, isn't she?" questioned Simon, noticing Roman's line of sight. "Maximus said she might taste sweet."
"Did the other girls run out of blood?" came the nonchalant words from Roman.
"Probably not, else there would have been more spare rooms in the Dormitorium," replied Simon. "Did you hear anything more about the body?"
A grim expression appeared on Roman's face, and he said, "The attack wasn't from a vampire. But it was only made to look like the death was caused by a vampire."
"Looks like this Sunday our hands are full," sighed Simon as if he wasn't looking forward to it. Seeing the girls starting to pack, Simon walked forward while Roman stood at the table watching Julie. "You are leaving?"
Julie and Melanie had found the right time to leave. Julie replied, "We finished our assignments and will do the rest of it in the dorm. Thank you for having us here."
"No problem," Simon offered them a smile, "We should do this often. It is always fun that way."
Julie didn't agree or disagree with his words, leaving her answer in suspense.
"Thank you for your help," Melanie thanked Simon, and he smiled.
Ready to leave, they started to head towards the door when Maximus returned with company. Olivia and Victoria were here. Olivia looked briefly surprised before giving a nod to both the girls. But Victoria stared at Julie harshly, her eyes quietly throwing daggers at Julie right now.
"I can now tell why Maximus picked snacks that we usually don't have," said Olivia. "You must have come to meet Conner?"
"Yes, we did," Julie nodded her head. She then said, "I wanted to ask you about him. He looks really pale and sick than how he was yesterday, is it normal?" in concern.
Olivia nodded her head, "The game usually tires the new players and it takes a day or two more time before they feel better. There's nothing to worry about," she assured Julie.
"Okay," replied Julie.
"Are you both leaving?" asked Maximus, and this time, Melanie nodded her head.
"Thank you for having us here," said Melanie and Julie awkwardly said bye before leaving the room.
Once the two human girls left the room and the corridor, Olivia's eyes fell on the books that were on the ground.
"How did they taste?" asked Victoria, picking up one of the cold drinks that Maximus had brought.
"We didn't get to sink our teeth. We were studying," replied Simon, walking to the bed and plopping himself on it.
"It is better if you don't unless you want to spoil your taste buds. We have been picking up the high-end students," said Victoria, and her eyes fell on Roman, who was staring at the door through which the girl had left. "Isn't that right, Rome?"
"I have never cared about taste. I am good if I drink directly from the body," expressed Maximus.
Roman's eyes moved to look at Maximus, and he said, "Victoria is right. Find someone else to prey on." Right now, he didn't want anyone sinking their fangs in the girl. Earlier, when he had come behind Julie to take a look at why she had paused, his sudden words had her heart pumping and rushing her warm blood up to her face.
He didn't want anyone putting his paws on his amusement.
Away from the boy's Dormitorium, Julie had reached her dorm. She dropped her bag on the ground, removing her shoes and getting on the bed to lay down on her stomach. She didn't know she could be this tired by spending time with the seniors. Thankfully it was the boys Dormitorium and not the girls to spy on them.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep for a few minutes before she woke up. Just one more day and then it was two days' holiday with no classes, thought Julie to herself.
Remembering the letter that was next to her window, she sat up and picked it. Opening it, she read— Time to say goodbye to the dorm and the university.
Julie's eyes widened, and she wondered if the person had already gone to speak to Mr. Borrell to hand over her letter. Until now, she couldn't make out how the note got picked and dropped. She had tried to stay awake before, but in the end, she had only fallen asleep. She had ignored writing back immediately, and this person had already decided to mention her rule-breaking. Hoping the person was only testing her, she quickly took to writing back.
'Pardon me. I forgot to read the note and thought to read it later once I was back. Please do not give my letter to Mr. Borrell >.
The sudden words from Roman had Julie's heart almost slip out of her chest. She hadn't noticed him get up from the bed and stand behind her. Turning her head, she saw him looking at the notes she had made. Roman said, "You have applied the wrong formula," and he turned his gaze to meet her eyes. He had been reading when he noticed the sound of Julie's pencil had stopped making noise against the paper. He now crouched behind her, staring at her handwriting. "It is messy," he said, chewing the gum while not explaining what to her. Julie looked back at her notes, a frown forming on her forehead, "I thought this was the one we make use of," she murmured, flipping her pages again. "Which one do you make use of then?" Roman raised his hand forward, and Julie wondered if he was asking for the pencil or the book, "Money." "Huh?" Julie responded, confused. "I don't give people free lessons. As told by someone, it is always good to make money at what you are good at," said Roman in a serious tone. Julie blinked at him if he was for real, "Who said that?" "Me." Roman bit into the gum before his eyes fell on Simon, "I thought you are busy with other subjects. I didn't know you have free time on your hands." Simon slowly turned his head around, "I forgot that I had to make presentation slides for next week. My apologies, Julie. It looks like I won't be free this week." That was a lie! Thought Julie to herself. Simon was the one who had offered to clear their doubts, and now he was going back on his word after Roman asked him. She felt Roman look back at her while Simon went back to continue to help her friend. She turned back to look at Roman and said, "I will figure it out, but thank you for pointing out the error." "It is a pity how people waste their time when things can be solved," stated Roman, looking right into her brown eyes. "You don't look poor. Why do you need more money?" whispered Julie to him and Simon on the other side coughed. When Roman's upper body leaned towards her, Julie leaned back. Maybe to him, with his reputation of being with many girls coming too close to her was nothing, but she was a girl who was new to such things. The distance that Julie tried to create quickly vanished as Roman leaned closer and said, "It is so that I can pay people." He was only a student. Whom did he have to pay? Julie asked in her mind. To the other students whom he liked to bully? "Do you know what I pay them for?" Julie shook her head, "I think I will pass." "It is to have them dig up the ground, and bury the people who get on my nerves," said Roman, and for a second, Julie was terrified. She then heard him chuckle darkly at his joke. He got up from where he had been sitting on his heels and walked to pick up the book he had been reading and placed it back on the table. Julie got back to her original position and looked at the formula that she had applied. After helping her friend, Simon stood up and walked to where Roman was. She picked her book and scooted to where Melanie was to fix the mistake. At the same time, Roman had his back leaned against the table while drinking the cold drink he had opened a few seconds ago. "You must have a death wish," commented Roman, his voice low only for Simon to hear. "Why? Did I do something?" asked Simon, his expression perplexed, but Roman saw right through it. "And it was you and Maximus who told her your home was here, not I." Roman rolled his eyes, "It was you who brought the question up. You should already know. Asking a question equals to being asked the same." Simon nodded and then said, "Earlier you didn't return to the classroom, Rome. Did Dante call you?" "I came back to the dorm to sleep," replied Roman. He could hear Julie getting her doubt cleared. "Interesting, isn't she?" questioned Simon, noticing Roman's line of sight. "Maximus said she might taste sweet." "Did the other girls run out of blood?" came the nonchalant words from Roman. "Probably not, else there would have been more spare rooms in the Dormitorium," replied Simon. "Did you hear anything more about the body?" A grim expression appeared on Roman's face, and he said, "The attack wasn't from a vampire. But it was only made to look like the death was caused by a vampire." "Looks like this Sunday our hands are full," sighed Simon as if he wasn't looking forward to it. Seeing the girls starting to pack, Simon walked forward while Roman stood at the table watching Julie. "You are leaving?" Julie and Melanie had found the right time to leave. Julie replied, "We finished our assignments and will do the rest of it in the dorm. Thank you for having us here." "No problem," Simon offered them a smile, "We should do this often. It is always fun that way." Julie didn't agree or disagree with his words, leaving her answer in suspense. "Thank you for your help," Melanie thanked Simon, and he smiled. Ready to leave, they started to head towards the door when Maximus returned with company. Olivia and Victoria were here. Olivia looked briefly surprised before giving a nod to both the girls. But Victoria stared at Julie harshly, her eyes quietly throwing daggers at Julie right now. "I can now tell why Maximus picked snacks that we usually don't have," said Olivia. "You must have come to meet Conner?" "Yes, we did," Julie nodded her head. She then said, "I wanted to ask you about him. He looks really pale and sick than how he was yesterday, is it normal?" in concern. Olivia nodded her head, "The game usually tires the new players and it takes a day or two more time before they feel better. There's nothing to worry about," she assured Julie. "Okay," replied Julie. "Are you both leaving?" asked Maximus, and this time, Melanie nodded her head. "Thank you for having us here," said Melanie and Julie awkwardly said bye before leaving the room. Once the two human girls left the room and the corridor, Olivia's eyes fell on the books that were on the ground. "How did they taste?" asked Victoria, picking up one of the cold drinks that Maximus had brought. "We didn't get to sink our teeth. We were studying," replied Simon, walking to the bed and plopping himself on it. "It is better if you don't unless you want to spoil your taste buds. We have been picking up the high-end students," said Victoria, and her eyes fell on Roman, who was staring at the door through which the girl had left. "Isn't that right, Rome?" "I have never cared about taste. I am good if I drink directly from the body," expressed Maximus. Roman's eyes moved to look at Maximus, and he said, "Victoria is right. Find someone else to prey on." Right now, he didn't want anyone sinking their fangs in the girl. Earlier, when he had come behind Julie to take a look at why she had paused, his sudden words had her heart pumping and rushing her warm blood up to her face. He didn't want anyone putting his paws on his amusement. Away from the boy's Dormitorium, Julie had reached her dorm. She dropped her bag on the ground, removing her shoes and getting on the bed to lay down on her stomach. She didn't know she could be this tired by spending time with the seniors. Thankfully it was the boys Dormitorium and not the girls to spy on them. She closed her eyes and fell asleep for a few minutes before she woke up. Just one more day and then it was two days' holiday with no classes, thought Julie to herself. Remembering the letter that was next to her window, she sat up and picked it. Opening it, she read Time to say goodbye to the dorm and the university. Julie's eyes widened, and she wondered if the person had already gone to speak to Mr. Borrell to hand over her letter. Until now, she couldn't make out how the note got picked and dropped. She had tried to stay awake before, but in the end, she had only fallen asleep. She had ignored writing back immediately, and this person had already decided to mention her rule-breaking. Hoping the person was only testing her, she quickly took to writing back. 'Pardon me. I forgot to read the note and thought to read it later once I was back. Please do not give my letter to Mr. Borrell .
