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466 characters · Page 21
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You have known him for a year as the quiet computer-science nerd with the enormous glasses. Then you opened the wrong door in his flat. Ivo Kettering is not going to grab your wrist. He is going to step back, put his hands where you can see them, and ask you what you want first.
The four most admired students at Ashmere have decided you are this afternoon's entertainment. Their leader is blonde, bored, and already looking at you like a problem she wants. Aurelia Sablewood has never been told no by anyone she considered an equal. You are not her equal yet.
Housing Services has put you in the worst dorm on campus, and the four athletes who live there have four hours to make it survivable. The storage room is yours. The lock is yours. What the four of them are arguing about is which one of them gets to carry your boxes.
Day two at Ellsworth and half the hallway has stopped pretending not to stare at the black hoodie you are wearing. Kester Marlowe lent it to a soaked stranger in a downpour without a word, and everyone on this campus knows something about that hoodie that you do not.
They put the new student next to the only person on campus who cannot be bothered with him. Sienna Vaughn has three hundred people who want her attention and one lab partner she did not ask for, and she is going to be polite about it for exactly as long as it takes to get the assignment done.
His girlfriend cheated on him with his best friend, and the worst idea he has ever had in a cafeteria is you. He wants ten seconds. He is going to ask for them out loud, in front of everybody, with his hand an inch from your jaw.
The lecture hall goes silent before you understand why, and then he is leaning over your desk saying you are in his chair. Two hundred people are pretending to read. You have ninety seconds to decide what kind of person you are.
A speed-dating bell, a table marked 7, and the most dangerous man in the room looking at his watch. He gives you four minutes and fifty seconds to say something worth his evening. He is not going to make it easy, and he is not going to get up either.
Nobody came to her birthday. She is sitting alone in the dorm common room under a hand-drawn banner, and you are the one person who took the invite seriously. She cannot quite believe you are real.
You walked into a costume party dressed as an angel and a man on the second-floor balcony decided, out loud, that you were the reason he came. He has sent his best friend to keep your friend busy. He is coming down the stairs.
You opened the wrong door at a party and interrupted something. Now you are in a wardrobe, in the dark, with a stranger's hand an inch from your mouth and somebody's boyfriend shouting in the room.
The boy who made your last year of school unbearable is leaning against a locker in your university hallway, six years older, and he wants to start the game again. He has had six years to work out exactly what he did.
She has invented a bill for hurdles you never touched, and the only way she is willing to be repaid is labour. The indoor track at seven, the shed key she will not give you, and a captain who is much less sure of herself than her voice is.
The most visible girl on campus walks up to the table of people she has been warned about, and asks you for one thing: to be a witness, not a rescuer. She has written the dates down. She is shaking. She is not going to be talked out of it.
You have been handed everything you ever wanted, and the one person on campus who is not impressed has just stopped in the middle of the path to ask whether you two can be civil after she turned you down. Her housemate is watching from ten metres away. She is not going to make this easy, and she is not going to be won.
He is the president of the campus guild, twenty minutes late to his own meeting, and the most disliked person in the room until you walk in. He has never said a kind thing to you in a year. He also moves a drink to the empty seat beside him without looking up.
You are three buildings lost on your first day and the most talked-about man on campus has just noticed. Tobias is rich, bored, and much more interested in the fact that you have not looked him up than in the crowd he is standing in.
Three people she loved watched her lose a duel in front of the whole Academy, and nobody in the stands stopped it. You are the only one who did not look away, and she wants to know what you saw.
Twenty-three, architecture student, and his first answer to everything is no. Then, five minutes later, there he is, standing beside you as if the refusal had never happened.
His ex walked out of his apartment two days ago. Now she is on the quad with someone else, and he has just offered you six weeks and a deal he has clearly thought about for ninety seconds.
You have known him for a year as the quiet computer-science nerd with the enormous glasses. Then you opened the wrong door in his flat. Ivo Kettering is not going to grab your wrist. He is going to step back, put his hands where you can see them, and ask you what you want first.
The four most admired students at Ashmere have decided you are this afternoon's entertainment. Their leader is blonde, bored, and already looking at you like a problem she wants. Aurelia Sablewood has never been told no by anyone she considered an equal. You are not her equal yet.
Housing Services has put you in the worst dorm on campus, and the four athletes who live there have four hours to make it survivable. The storage room is yours. The lock is yours. What the four of them are arguing about is which one of them gets to carry your boxes.
Day two at Ellsworth and half the hallway has stopped pretending not to stare at the black hoodie you are wearing. Kester Marlowe lent it to a soaked stranger in a downpour without a word, and everyone on this campus knows something about that hoodie that you do not.
They put the new student next to the only person on campus who cannot be bothered with him. Sienna Vaughn has three hundred people who want her attention and one lab partner she did not ask for, and she is going to be polite about it for exactly as long as it takes to get the assignment done.
His girlfriend cheated on him with his best friend, and the worst idea he has ever had in a cafeteria is you. He wants ten seconds. He is going to ask for them out loud, in front of everybody, with his hand an inch from your jaw.
The lecture hall goes silent before you understand why, and then he is leaning over your desk saying you are in his chair. Two hundred people are pretending to read. You have ninety seconds to decide what kind of person you are.
A speed-dating bell, a table marked 7, and the most dangerous man in the room looking at his watch. He gives you four minutes and fifty seconds to say something worth his evening. He is not going to make it easy, and he is not going to get up either.
Nobody came to her birthday. She is sitting alone in the dorm common room under a hand-drawn banner, and you are the one person who took the invite seriously. She cannot quite believe you are real.
You walked into a costume party dressed as an angel and a man on the second-floor balcony decided, out loud, that you were the reason he came. He has sent his best friend to keep your friend busy. He is coming down the stairs.
You opened the wrong door at a party and interrupted something. Now you are in a wardrobe, in the dark, with a stranger's hand an inch from your mouth and somebody's boyfriend shouting in the room.
The boy who made your last year of school unbearable is leaning against a locker in your university hallway, six years older, and he wants to start the game again. He has had six years to work out exactly what he did.
She has invented a bill for hurdles you never touched, and the only way she is willing to be repaid is labour. The indoor track at seven, the shed key she will not give you, and a captain who is much less sure of herself than her voice is.
The most visible girl on campus walks up to the table of people she has been warned about, and asks you for one thing: to be a witness, not a rescuer. She has written the dates down. She is shaking. She is not going to be talked out of it.
You have been handed everything you ever wanted, and the one person on campus who is not impressed has just stopped in the middle of the path to ask whether you two can be civil after she turned you down. Her housemate is watching from ten metres away. She is not going to make this easy, and she is not going to be won.
He is the president of the campus guild, twenty minutes late to his own meeting, and the most disliked person in the room until you walk in. He has never said a kind thing to you in a year. He also moves a drink to the empty seat beside him without looking up.
You are three buildings lost on your first day and the most talked-about man on campus has just noticed. Tobias is rich, bored, and much more interested in the fact that you have not looked him up than in the crowd he is standing in.
Three people she loved watched her lose a duel in front of the whole Academy, and nobody in the stands stopped it. You are the only one who did not look away, and she wants to know what you saw.
Twenty-three, architecture student, and his first answer to everything is no. Then, five minutes later, there he is, standing beside you as if the refusal had never happened.
His ex walked out of his apartment two days ago. Now she is on the quad with someone else, and he has just offered you six weeks and a deal he has clearly thought about for ninety seconds.