And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie) novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174: Coffee Shop Dilemma's

After spending the evenings staying up late talking with Trixie, I felt refreshed when I woke the next morning. Granted, I was still nervous about how things were going to go, but at least I had a clearer mind going into it. I wasn’t as stressed out about my position, and though I felt like I had to impress certain people, I would do it on my own terms.

I climbed out of bed, stretched my arms over my head, and made my way to the bathroom to get dressed. Determination surged through me to prove to myself I could be the person I was supposed to be. But first of all, I was going to need a lot of caffeine in my system in order to be able to accomplish what I needed to get done.

Heading out of my room, fully dressed and prepared for the day, I made my way down the corridors trying to follow the steps I had taken with Freya from the night before. Sansa was supposed to be meeting me, and the two of us were going to go up to the local cafe to get a bit of coffee and catch up on what had been going on.

I was informed by Trixie last night with my position I was no longer going to be allowed to attend the school, which is a bit shocking because I was hoping to catch back up with people. Even though there were a lot of people there that didn't care for me.

There were still some I did enjoy speaking with on a daily basis, like Kathy from my magic class.

Letting out a heavy sigh, I tried not to let everything bother me and instead continued on my path, out the front doors of the building and down the street towards the cafe where I knew Sansa would be waiting for me.

It was beautiful outside, as it always was, but the more I walked down the street, the more I realized people were stopping and staring at me. Hushed whispers, excited faces, even smiles, while other people seem to be slightly concerned.

I wasn't quite sure why they were looking at me like this. I mean, granted, Odin did come before everybody to say I was the new heir apparent, a word I couldn't stand hearing, but I was just like anybody else. I wasn't going to be like these other gods and goddesses who thought they were better than everybody, although there were a select few who didn't.

I closed in on the cafe and was excited at having the coffee I needed this morning. As the doorbell chimed above me, people meandered around the cafe with a variety of different caffeinated beverages, I couldn't help but feel finally at home and safe amongst the walls.

Letting my eyes scan over the surrounding tables, I finally landed upon Sansa, who stood sat with her eyes on her phone and a frustrated look on her face.

“Are you okay?" I asked as I approached the table, her eyes lifting to mine before she let out a frustrated groan of disapproval and placed her phone on the table.

“Yeah, I’m fine. My brothers just pissing me off this morning.'

Taking my seat across from her, I noticed she had already gotten my coffee, and as I lifted the cup to my lips, taking a deep breath in of the beautiful aroma it created, I sipped it, enjoying the flavors that bubbled over my tongue. “Oh my God, you have no idea how much I needed this coffee.“

“I bet." She laughed as she eyed me up and down. “What's with the new get-up? I don't think I've ever seen you dressed so good before."

“Hey, I take that offensive. There's nothing wrong with the way I dress," I replied as I used my hand to gesture up and down my body, causing her to laugh even more.

She wasn't wrong, though. None of my stuff from my old room had been transferred over to the new room yet, so I was forced to get dressed in the attire provided for me in the closet of my new room, which consisted of more formal clothing and not the typical leggings and a sweatshirt I would have rather have been in.

Still, I was able to find a cute pair of black tights that almost resembled leggings and matched it with a black skirt and red sweater, as well as the closest thing I could find to normal boots.

"Okay, I'll admit it isn't that bad. But still, it's weird seeing you out of sight of your leggings and sweatshirts..."

The more we continued to banter, the more I was glad I had come to see her. I had almost decided to cancel the entire thing when I woke up and realized I had to stop being my normal self and start being more... professional, I suppose. Yet, sitting here with Sansa now, I realized I could face everything I had to do.

I simply needed a force of people at my side I liked to get through this.

"So I was thinking I might be able to get you to help me with some of this stuff..." I said in a very nonchalant kind of way that made her brow quirk with interest.

"What stuff?" Sipping on her coffee, I took a moment to think over what exactly I was going to say and how I was going to put it across to her. Sansa was cool as shit, but she was the kind of girl who enjoyed blending into the background. Even when things went down with Loki, and we needed her help... she wasn't one who really wanted to be part of it.

"Well, I got Odin to agree to let me help with designing the games that the men would have to go through... or something like that, and I thought maybe you could be by my side through all of it and keep me sane from the mass of socialites who want to sweep me up."

Sansa paused, staring at me before she broke out into a fit of laughter as if what I had suggested was the most amusing thing she had ever heard. "Oh. You were being serious?"

"Yes-" I replied, rolling my eyes with a groan, "I have no idea what the hell I'm doing. Sansa. You know this place and the people better than I do."

Shaking her head, she scoffed. "No... that was Trixie's department, not mine."

“Yeah, and she can't be here." I reminded her, causing her to sigh.