Try to get through the day.

The day flew by in a montage of lessons. Random’s new “Bestie” wouldn’t give him a moment to breathe, following the young man everywhere he went, stopping short at the boy’s restroom.

The ‘Snake’, (Nickname given to her out of spite.) had manipulated everyone. First, by introducing herself in a little girl persona in front of the class. Second, by asking anybody which sat next to Random. “Please, could I sit next to my big brother?” In a comically sweet voice that melted everyone’s heart.

Each class was boring as always; apart from the fact an unholy demon was present but History was the last lesson. Random wanted it to be over so he could straighten things out, so he looked to the window as a distraction, to past the time. He saw the girl from earlier; surrounded by friends, huddled on the ground she cried her eyes out with only a small school jersey covering her body. He didn’t know whether to feel sorry for the girl or continue to check her out from afar.

“Idiot” Called the voice in my head. This made him turn to the devil on his shoulder. Crimson read a book appearing to be entranced by the letters on the page, her soft hand held up her chin. Random followed her hand as it slid down her slender neck. He would love to have his hand just there, to see if her skin is as smooth as it appeared. She sat with her legs crossed, very lady-like, “Quit being a pervert and answer the damn question.”

"I guess she doesn’t enjoy being gawked at? Wait! What question?!" His attention went back to the class to find everyone looking at him. Stuttering from the embarrassment he asked. “C-could you repeat the question?” Which goes great meaning everyone either laughed or threw insults towards him.

Thankful the teacher waited for the room to fall silent again. “Pay attention Mr Nobody. Who tried to block Napoleon from leaving Egypt?” the older man repeated the question in a confident tone.

Mr Leon was different from the other teachers. For starters, he looked way too young to be so knowledgeable about history, speaking as he lived half the things he was teaching. Next, his attitude the man oozed confidence both in his work and how he looked. Finally, two camps had formed around the man, the girls with their simply mindedness saw him as the heart-throb while the boys saw him as the enemy jealous of his good looks and the attention he stole from the female students.

Random panicked as he searched his thoughts but the answer didn’t come from his mind. “Horatio Nelson, I know you're a moron but you seriously don’t know the history of your own kind?” Somehow relieved that one of these freaky telepathic conversations might come in handy he repeated her answer.

"There's hope for yet." Mr Leon gave the boy a nod of approval. The demon's no, his answer was right as the bell rang and Random walked out of class leaving behind a room littered with shocked faces accompanied by the redheaded minx.

"End of the day!" The boy thought to himself, well thinking to themselves was no longer an option but he humoured himself anyway.

“Yes, there’s the door now I…” Correcting himself. “We can finally go home and sort out this mess.” He turned to find Crimson had stopped. “Dammit, what is it now?” The demon just stood in front of a vending machine, looking at the top shelf gawking at a bag of lollipops.

“Wait!” He ran as he saw her preparing a fist to smash the glass. “What are you doing you can’t do that?!” Shouting could be less painful than straight-up grabbing her and thankful she only barked back.

“Yeah, and who will stop me? You?” While spoke she crossed her arms and stood on her tiptoes. Failing to appear taller.

The taller of the two couldn’t help but laugh when she eventually fell over. “How dare you laugh at me worm! Don’t laugh at me!” She whined like a child before turning her face away and muttered something.

“Sorry, what was that?” He said

“I can’t reach the buttons OK!” Even for being a power monster he guessed that height could still be a gift or a curse.

“Now was that so hard?” He gently helped her up and with some loose change, punched in the code. Crimson’s eyes followed the item's fall. Afterwards, Random pulled it out of the hole only to have it starched from his grasp. “You're welcome, why do you like that cheap crap, anyway?” He asked sarcastically. While she hugged the bag tightly against her chest giggling like a human girl.

“I haven’t been able to eat for over a millennium this is like crack to me!” She seemed happy and was least likely to punch him but what came next surprised him. The demon blushed. “Thank you… Worm.”

“Finally! Now I could go home.”

“Did you hear that?” The ‘Snake’s’ fingers clutched her bag of treats as her eyes wandered down the hall-way

“Aww, why did she have to get paranoid now?” He continued to think to himself.

“Hear what?” He asked her mundanely

“We have to get you home. Now.” She said coldly before painfully gripping his arm.