I AM THE AUTHOR

CHAPTER EIGHT 

"Mmmm! Yes! Another bowl!" I said, delighted, grabbing another bowl of popcorn. I was in heaven right now. "Usually, everyone hates popcorn science it's a peasant dish." 

The voice of the shopkeeper slurred, and I froze. Oh no. Hate popcorn? In what universe? People would die for popcorn back home! I should have made sure to write "Even though popcorn was a peasant dish, its flavor was loved by all" Instead, it occurred to me. 

"Peasant dish or not, it tastes good." I scoffed, stuffing some into my mouth, and Levi was now gaping at me. Like he couldn't figure something out. "Hmmm? Do you want some?" I said, around the popcorn, and he shook his head. "No, I just… what are you, really?" 

Ouch. Way to ask, dude. You should be in a roast battle one day. "That's rude. Words hurt too, y'know." I pouted, and Levi instantly realized his mistake. 

"I-I mean, you have money, and people are hunting you, so you're a noble. But you're eating peasant dishes like their pastries, had no problem sitting on that trash heap, so you're a commoner." He corrected, and I stopped chewing, to swallow, before answering. There had been a major problem with me sitting in that trash heap! Levi, do you know how hard I hard to try to not scream?! But, more importantly, I narrowed my eyes. Levi had read into every single one of my actions so far. My head tingled a bit - with fear. If I didn't choose my next words carefully, it would mean the end for me. I didn't need the street fighter who was much stronger than me to be suspicious. He could easily kill me. And I had let it slip early on that I knew about the curse, so that wasn't helping. 

"It doesn't matter what I am. I'll be a noble soon enough anyway." I said, munching on another piece of popcorn. Avoiding the topic. 

"Soon enough? Do you have… a plan of some sort?" Levi asked, prodding deeper, and I nodded. "Of sorts. I can't tell you now, though, the shopkeeper doesn't know his manners and is trying to eavesdrop." I muttered, shooting a glare across the room, sending the shopkeeper hurriedly turned away to continue making popcorn. Ha. Take that. Levi nervously looked at me, and then at the shopkeeper. Oh yeah, he was hiding behind me before too, even though he was at least 5 inches taller. Well, I can guess the reason pretty well. 

Still; the fact was, I didn't have a place to stay yet, since I wasn't going back to that rat hole. Especially since it didn't have any curtains. "Oh, we should get going now. It's almost dark." I said, looking out the window. Levi nodded. "Oh! Levi!" I said, an idea popping into my head. "What?" Levi asked, somewhat nervously, and I grinned like a cat. "Are there any good clothing shops around here? I still only have one shoe, and I think a cockroach just darted over my foot."