Snow Day
Tutoring with Kade has been weird since the night I stupidly let him and Elliot do things to my body I’ve never let anyone else do. Am I ashamed? Yes. Do I regret it? Again, yes. It’s been an entire month and they haven’t tried again which leads me to think that I disgusted them. I can’t believe I squirted. I’m still so fucking embarrassed, but thankfully neither of them have used it against me in a cruel way, though Kade can’t help but remind me that I’m a super soaker; however, I ignore his jabs. Now Grayson on the other hand will not fucking stop. Between the inappropriate leather outfits, the lingerie that I can’t help but wear under my clothes;but the regular clothes— are all the wrong size. Let’s not forget the fucking vibrators, strap-ons, and dildos that get sent daily. So, while he was with the dean, I taped a bunch to his door. Am I terrified of the consequences? Yes, but I had to do something. I hate the way they all make me feel, and then it dawns on me. For the first time since being here, something just clicks in my head as I stare at myself in the mirror.No fucking way.
Running out of the bathroom, I barge into our room and Misti jumps.
“Jesus, Row, you scared the shit out of me,” she shouts.
“Shit. I’m sorry. But since when are you so jumpy?” I ask, and she shrugs.
“I’m not. I just was thinking and didn’t expect you to come flying in here like your ass is on fire,” she states, and I laugh.
“Girl. Am I Grayson's chosen one?” I ask, and her eyes widen.
“Uh, I don’t know. Did he do something last night in the library?” she asks, and I raise a brow.
“Nooo…why?” I ask, and she takes a deep breath.
“He came here last night looking for you and I told him to get lost and stay away from you but Spencer dimed you out saying, “Bro Code” and I let his ass have it too. I made him go down on meuntil right before you came back,” she states, and I chuckle.
"So that's why he sat in the back just staring like a fucking creeper," I mutter and her eyes widen.
"He what?" she asks, and I laugh.
"Yeah, he thought I didn't see him at first, but his aura is suffocating when he enters a room," I say, and she laughs.
"Kade's worse. I don't know how you can think otherwise," she states, and I shake my head.
“Fucking boys! But I knew Grayson was going to come for me after what I did.” I laugh, and her eyes widen.
“What did you do?”
“I taped a bunch of purple dicks to his door,” I say, giggling, and she busts out laughing.
“No you didn’t!”
“Yes, I sure as fuck did.” We both laugh for a good minute, but then her face goes serious.
“What made you think that you could possibly be Grayson's chosen one?” she asks, and I plop down on my bed.
“He’s been the meanest out of the three of them. Not to say Kade isn’t a grade A asshole, but Grayson takes the cake. Elliot though…” I trail off, and she snaps her fingers in my face.
“Nope. We are not brain fucking those idiots. Do I think you are Grayson’s pick? No. At least I don’t think so,” she says, and I huff.
“Then, why me? I cringe with every class I go to. Just waiting for the next ball to drop. But it’s so much more than that,” I say, and she sits next to me, resting her head on my shoulder.
“I don’t have the answers for you, babe. But I really hope you are wrong. I don’t want anything to happen to you. There’s too many stories of what happens to the girls that are chosen and it’s terrifying,” she says as I look down at her.
“What do you mean?” I ask, and she takes a deep breath.
“I’m not supposed to know this, but girls have been raped, forced to commit suicide, and some have even died. It’s scary and not something I would wish upon my worst enemy.”
“What the fuck? And what? They just get away with it? Because the teachers and admins don’t care. They just turn a blind eye and let it happen. Why did I come here?” I grumble, and she laughs.
“Unfortunately, yes to all of those things. But hey, I’m so glad you are here, and today we’re going to have some real fun,” she says, then gets up from the bed and hops around the room like a lunatic.
“Uh oh. What do you have planned for us? It’s snowing,” I ask, and her grin widens even more.
“Classes are cancelled for the next few days. That means a slew of activities,” she cheers, making me shake my head at her antics.
