Avalon and I have a matching expression — pure annoyance. Cassia is in our year, and I had the misfortune of meeting her back in high school. She also happens to be the first girlfriend Soren ever had, and she’s either busy trying to win him back or trying to make my life miserable, and Avalon’s by default.
“She has a very punchable face,” Avalon points out. “Though, I’ll never find out how good it would feel to knock her teeth out because I’d definitely get expelled. The little bitch pulls strings, and she would make sure of it.”
“Maybe we’ll luck out, and she’ll cling to Soren instead of bothering us.”
“I sure hope so,” Avalon scoffs. “Because I can’t handle seeing her face.”
“Hey, Avalon,” I sit on my bed across from the two of them. “Your earring is missing.”
Immediately, Avalon reaches up to touch her ears. Immediately,a look of realization dawns on her, and she springs out of bed, rushing toward the mirror. Her left one is intact, but the right one is missing.
“Oh, no, no, no,” she mutters, eyes widening.
“Don’t worry, it’s just an earring.”
She turns to look at me with a panicked expression. “It was a gift from you!”
“It’s not a big deal.”
“It is! I planned to pawn these off.”
“Pardon?”
She smiles sheepishly. “I mean, if I ever got in such a terrible financial situation that I’d ever need money, you know?”
I snort. “Do you remember where you saw it last?”
Avalon shakes her head. “No, I haven’t noticed it missing at all.”
For a moment, I debate whether or not to tell her where her other earring is. However, I decide against it. I need to make sure my theory’s true before bringing it up with her because out of all the people in this school, I never thought it would be Avalon banging the Dean.
I mean, good for her, the man’s delicious-looking.
With a groan, Avalon slumps back into the bed, a worried expression on her face. Grace stretches, her shirt rising. Her entire stomach is covered in ink, in different colors. She looks so good that I can’t help but be a bit envious of the freedom she’s found and the way she’s expressing herself. In comparison, I’m as bland as they come.
“Never mind that,” Grace interjects, sitting up. “We should start getting ready. I’ll go to my dorm quickly, and heads up, Lila might be joining us, too.”
I smile. “That’s okay. I like her.”
Grace lifts a brow. “You do?”
Lila is Grace’s roommate this year, as the one from previous years has suddenly dropped out. Lila’s rather shy, and she’s struggling to fit in with Grace, because no matter how much I love Grace, she can be quite the menace sometimes, and unless you know how to handle her, it can be a hassle to be around her.
“She’s quiet, but she did ask me to tutor her at the beginning of the year. She’s smart, just very lazy.”
Grace narrows her eyes. “You actually tutored someone? We’re in university, not high school.”
“Yes,” I drawl out. “But she needed help, so I helped. What’s the issue?”
“The issue isn’t that she asked,” Avalon quips. “The issue is that you actually said yes.”
A frown etches on my face. “What’s so weird about that?”
Avalon and Grace exchange a look, and it lasts for a few seconds before they look back at me. The silence is starting to irritate me, and I cross my arms, waiting for an answer.
“How do we say this…” Avalon chuckles, avoiding my eyes all of a sudden. “You can be quite a bitch.”
“Pardon?”
