Chapter 4 - final, really long chapter!

Atem and Tea had hugged and kissed for ages before they finally parted and, their eyes filled with tears, Atem and Yemi left.
Goodbye, Atem whispered.
No! Tea sobbed, running over to hug him.
He was gone.
Tea was in her bedroom again. She flopped onto her bed and cried. N-No . . . she gripped the covers. Pharaoh . . . Atem! Whatever your name is! Come back! Please . . .
1 month later
3pm
Tea had cried herself to sleep again. She lay on her bed, curtains closed.
There was a loud thud and an Umf!. It slid across the floor and into a wall.
Someone let out a whimper and rubbed their head.
4pm
Tea felt a hand on her cheek. It was rough, yet warm, and typical of someone who was or had been a werewolf. Yemi told her that. She felt the hand slip down onto the bed and heard soft snoring beside her.
Tea took her own hand and found the one on the bed. She traced up its owners arm, felt something, a scar, as her finger brushed a collarbone. Her hand met a face. She could feel warm breaths on her palm. The owner of the face shook its head, making her fingers go into its ear then onto soft hair.
Tea opened her eyes. She gasped and quickly took her hands off. Her lips broke into a smile. Pharaoh!
Atem groaned and curled up.


It was nearly the end of October. It was getting colder and darker.
Poor Atem had caught a cold (like me!) and had a headache. He and Yugi had homework to catch up on. (Not the first thing you want to do when youre sick!)
It was 7pm. Atem staggered into his room.
Hey, bro! Are you feeling any better? Yugi asked.
The Pharaoh just groaned and flopped onto his bed.
Ill take that as a no, Yugi muttered.
Atem coughed and spluttered for a few minutes then sighed.

At school . . .

RIIIIIIIIIING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And thats the fire drill bell! Mrs. Southward smiled.
All of the students dropped their pens and stood up.
Something hit Atem on the back of the neck. Ow! he hissed.
He picked up a small note from the floor and frowned. It read: will you go out with me? I sit behind you and you look good from the back!
Atem scribbled down the reply and threw it back into the girls face. She read it. Atem had neat, joined handwriting but amazingly, he didnt hold a pen properly; his index and middle fingertips on the pen, with his thumb wrapped over them, the bottom of the pen rested on his fourth finger. (I DO THAT! LOL O_o)
The students filed outside.


5pm
Atem was having a coughing fit all over his English homework. Yugi slapped him on the back and he choked and nearly threw up.

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