Chapter 2: Chapter 2

A stressful morning has just ended. Elizabeth and I took the opportunity to go to the school canteen to eat lunch. We arrived and quickly lined up, a tray of food in hand.

Since I only ate a sandwich this morning, I cannot deny that I am extremely hungry right now. The smell of delicious food wafting from the counters made my stomach ache violently.

Beth was just as hungry as I was, but the two of them had no choice but to wait for their turn. In about ten minutes, it was my turn to receive the food.

"Hi, Sean. How are you today?"

On the opposite side, the dining room waitress took the tray from my hand. In response to that friendly smiled, I nodded and asked her:

"Hello, Sara. I'm fine! Thank you! You look as fresh as ever."

Sara picked up the metal tongs, smiled and scooped the food onto the empty tray. Quick movements, not a single point redundant. I have pretty much fixed eating habits and Sara knows it too. Miss Sara is as happy as ever. Perhaps, it's because she likes me. Under the LED light, Sara's face is a bit pink and shiny because of sweat. But it did not affect her beautiful appearance much. Sara says:

"Thanks, kid! How about pasta with cream cheese sauce?Eggs with bacon?"

I pointed at the trays near me:

"Great! Ah, Could you give me some more salad with mashed potatoes. Looks so delicious!"

Minutes later, my empty tray was filled with hot food. I smiled gratefully at that woman:

"Thanks!"

Next, now Beth and I have to go find a place to have lunch. Around the tables were packed with the students. We obviously tried to get here early to get a seat, but it was still late.

Beth stood on tiptoe and suddenly awoke with joy:

"Hey, Sean! There's still a table over there for us!"

Following the direction of Beth's finger, I finally saw a messy empty table space at the end of the cafeteria. I sighed:

"Fortunately, I thought I would have to sit outside again today."

Beth giggled:

"Do you hate the sun that much? Or are you a vampire?"

I shrugged and sad:

"Not really. I'm too lazy to go there. Don't worry, let's go there? Or I'll starve to death, Beth!"

After that, we quickly settled into our seats. As I was about to enjoy lunch, the top of my head suddenly hurt, followed by a loud "pop" sound from the floor. Reflexively, I reached out my hand to rub my hair while glancing at the strange object.It was a half-bit apple.

Oh my god! What else is it? Is this by mistake or is it intentionally aimed at you? Whose joke was that?

While I was still bewildered, at the table to my left suddenly, I heard loud curses:

"Hahaha, you deserve it!!!"

I frowned, looking directly into the face of the person who had just uttered those dirty words. Ah, so is Nate! The thing who specializes in bullying foreign students at school, of course I am lucky to be one of them.

Sitting next to me, Beth annoyedly said aloud:

"Hey! Don't be mean!"

I shook my head in dismay, patted her shoulder, and then lowered my head to continue eating cream sauce pasta:

"Forget it, Beth. I'm fine."

Nate's voice was still being sarcastic above me:

"Go back and stick to your girlfriend's skirt! Loser!!!"

"Sean!"

Beth grimaced, and even though she really wanted to go to Nate to restore her best friend's honor. I still stopped her. A few minutes later little Beth also gave up. She devoured half a hamburger and then continued:

"If you don't stop me, I swear I will give that bastard a punch!"

"Yeah, I know."

Seeing my excessively calm attitude, Beth expressed her displeasure:

"You don't have to hold back that son of a bitch Sean!"

Putting the fork down on the empty plate of noodles, I said:

"I am new here so I just want to avoid troublesome, Beth. Don't worry, if they continue to cause trouble, I will fight back"

"Okay. Keep eating. But wait… Sean! Your hand is bleeding!"

Beth's eyes widened; she took my hand and raised her palm, very quickly, and I saw a small cut appear on my wrist.

I don't know where this injury came from, maybe it was caused by a collision with something while I was at the food counter? Grabbing paper on the table, I put it on wounds and held it firmly to stop bleeding. A sharp pain from my wrist to my brain is a little uncomfortable.

" Great" - I wondered, and Beth said:

"Since when have you been like that?"

I shook my head, answering honestly. The blood stain has spread to the pure white tissue color:

"I… don't know. Since I don't feel pain, I didn't notice."

"Too bad! I forgot to bring my ur bandage. Do you need to go to the public health station?"

"That's fine. I will go to the bathroom to stop bleeding and wash my wound. Just eat first. I will be back later!"

"Okay."

With that, I stood up and left the dining room. Following the crowded corridor on the right, I quickly entered the men's restroom. But the moment I pushed the door open, something unexpected happened.

"Eliot?"

What caught my eye was the muscular chest of the "prince" Eliot. He sowed his head and stared at me. The blue in those eyes seemed clear and bright.

Why is that? Did I look at it wrong?

Suddenly, Eliot grabbed my wrist and raised it to his sight. Staring at the wound for a moment, he asked:

"What happened to your arm?"

What?

Since when did Eliot notice Sean Douglas getting hurt?

But that concern also makes my heart very happy. I replied:

"I don't know either. Maybe it was an accidental collision somewhere."

Before I could finish my sentence, Eliot lowered his head close to my wrist. That warm breath on my skin made me tickle a little. Confused, I said it aloud:

"Hey! What are you going to do??!"

Suddenly, he stuck his tongue out and licked the scarlet wound. The act of being so seductive and erotic made my heart skip a beat. My cheeks flushed red; my body stiffened even though he licked my wrist without being able to resist; it was like magic. Eliot raised his head and smiled softly, I saw that his lower lip was completely red and partly because of my blood. Suddenly he moved, his lips spoke slowly, his voice was just enough for the other person to hear:

"I just wanted to help you."

Finishing the sentence, Eliot opened his mouth wide and sucked hard on that thin skin. My cheeks were intensely red, painful with each sucking rhythm of his lips, as if rushing to attack my brain; besides, it seemed that a strange, nameless feeling suddenly appeared at the same time as the pain. "Oh Please"- My mind suddenly panicked when that word popped into my head.

Oh! Why so? Why am I so excited about this hotboy Eliot's weird behavior?

Although I want to deny it, it's strange. My body doesn't hate it. At this moment, the blood flowing on me seemed to flow in two directions. One is my wrist, and the second one is.my crotch. Oh my god! That's illogical.

No! I have to get out of here, but I can't resist. My legs were petrified, sweat dripping down the back of my shirt and on my forehead. For a moment, I thought I was going to pass out because my mind was spinning wildly. But besides that, the excitement is still high, burning behind the jeans and thick padding on a big lump. Opening my mouth, I narrowed my eyes, breathing heavily without restraining:

"Um. You. um.um."

The moment my knee was about to lose feeling, Eliot pulled his mouth from my wrist. The dizziness disappeared as if it had never happened. I rolled my eyes and raised my wrist to see the strangest thing that had happened:

"The cut has closed it's mouth…"

Right! The wound on my wrist stopped bleeding and it closed my mouth. It turns out that Elliot did it to help me! Even though it's hard to believe, I am still very grateful for Eliot's kindness. He put his hand in the pocket of his leather jacket, shrugged and, smiled:

"See? It's worked!"

I nodded politely:

"Thank you so much, Eliot!"

"Nothing."

He leaned down and brought his mouth close to my ear.

"The blood is delicious. Thank you!"

Good blood...?

Did I hear wrong?

Why does Eliot praise my blood?

I was surprised to ask:

"Wait... what?"

Cup!

Suddenly, Eliot snapped his fingers close to my face and left. That unusual action made me bring my surprise out of my mouth:

"What did he just do? What a strange guy…"