The school year is off to a good enough start. Back on the casketball team again. I am still being overshadowed by that
More love letters. Every few days I get letters in my locker from some ghouls. I don't get why. It's not like I ever talk to them. I can't stand most ghouls. Too complicated. If they can 'like' me without knowing me, I can dislike them without knowing them. I am fine without a ghoulfriend, thanks! Never had one, never will.
I got sent to the Headless Mistress today. I didn't eat enough at lunch so I was really pissed off and this stupid substitute creature tried to tell me I couldn't eat in class. He took away my food. He took. My food. Wendigo are greedy, gluttonous, and violent††by nature. Without thinking, I may or may not have leaped across the desk and bit him. I actually didn't mean to. I resist my urges to eat fellow monsters and humans. But the whole class was watching So, I played it up. Am I a scary BMOC? Nightmare drops coal when I enter the Headless Mistress' office. I'd say so.
Some guy had the nerve to mess with my lil sis. He was flirting with her within ear shot of me. Not even Heath Burns is that stupid. I barely bared my fangs before he took off. Wednesday didn't look too happy. I dunno why not. I'm just looking out for her He wasn't good enough.
Kit Foxglade pranked me. She's in for the worst week of her life. I don't care if she's Issac's friend or not. She picked the wrong monster. No one makes a fool of me.
Issac is the weirdest incubus ever. He must be the only incubus for thousands of miles that falls apart around ghouls who aren't Kit (who I see more as an annoying 'thing' than a ghoul). I don't know how he's ever gonna get a ghoulfriend if he can't even talk to Wednesday without tripping up.
This day marks the start of a very annoying school year. So I was just minding my own business in Mad Science class, getting the usual guy to do my notes for me, when Rita Grimmson comes in. I usually don't have too much of a problem with her and I try not to snap at her too much. Try. She's my sister's friend after all. But today, she stopped at my desk to introduce me to the new ghoul, her cousin.
What did I say? I was at my locker, talking to my best friend and that damn ghoul came up to me. Chara Charcules. What is wrong with that ghoul? She's so weird. Brave, I'll give her that. She wanted to talk to me about becoming a better manster and not bullying. I told her to go screw herself. But then she pulled a package of Kelp-Monster meat out of her bag and said I could have it if I would hear her out. It looked way too good to pass up. It's hard to come by. It's really tender, juicy, its natural flavor is to die for. If I weren't at school, I would have just agreed. But...ya know, saving face. So I told her, "One. Don't look at me until I sit down to eat. Two. Don't talk to me until I start to eat. And three. You have until I finish eating." She agreed. Why isn't this ghoul afraid of me?