Hopping off the sofa and giving Moni a wicked smile, I sway my hips over to JP while he cooks up a veggie omelet. I lean on the counter next to him and rest my head in my hand, grinning up at him, the picture of innocence.
“So, in this world where you’re an incubus, bringing the Sex God Revolution to light, is the theme song: "I’m too sexy for my clothes" while staring at yourself in the mirror?” I smirk and laugh as he flips the omelet and completely misses the pan. Oops.
The pure look of shock he gives me will entertain me the entire morning—right along with imagining him doing his mirror dance—and I wink at him, claiming my victory.
Moni throws her head back and laughs so hard she falls over. At least I know for a fact Moni and I are okay, now off to conquer the world, or at least my first class.
* * *
The first class of the day is Leyline Origins. Ugh. Apparently, they don’t follow the standard schedule that they gave me. In school, I’m used to following the list they provide you initially, and you just do as it says. Rinse and repeat, over and over. Moni explained that following that logic, we would just turn into robots. Well, I guess we humans are nothing but damn robots. Here, you have a list but you needed to check your schedule daily to see what you had because as supes, we needed to be on our toes, so classes might change on you from day to day. Talk about a pain in the ass. At least the Specials didn’t change—if I actually get to it today.
I make my way to War Tower and trek along side a muscular woman with long dark hair in the tiniest skirt imaginable, which keeps riding up her ass. She’s been grunting and growling every few seconds, and it’s getting annoying. We’re walking down the hallway to our first class, and I’m debating asking her if she’s okay.Maybe she’s asthmatic. Can supes have asthma or any other ailments? Hmm. I should ask.
‘She’s not growling, Rez. It’s a mating call. She’s a horny bitch in heat. Yeah, baby, call those Alphas. Get that dick,’Lynx offers up helpfully.
I roll my eyes, and a few seconds later, I stumble into the wall from Lynx yanking on my hair suddenly.
‘What the hell?’I say. Looking up, I freeze as my jaw snaps shut. A big, burly guy is pinning the girl I was just walking with to the wall. He shoves his face into her neck before sniffing and biting at her. She seems to have no problem with his aggressive display, yanking off her top and exposing her green bra. With that out of the way, she reaches for his pants as he manhandles his hand under her skirt.
‘Yes! Rezzi, look. Free porn. It’s a live show. You can’t pay for this shit!’
I do a pivot move, back from my basketball days, thinking I’ll be all smooth and sidestep the pornstars. But no, I promptly smack into the floor.
Fuck. Laughter rings out around the hall, and I quickly scramble to pick up the book Lynx pushes towards me that I dropped.
‘Thanks, Lynx.’I place it back into my satchel as I gather my other items, thankful I decided to wear pants today.
The laughter abruptly cuts off, and a hand reaches out to me, which I grab, grateful for the help until I see who it is. A scowl crosses my face, but I grumble out “thanks” anyway and walk past the fucking couple on the wall. I mean that literally as I continue into my classroom that’s on the other side of them with Ryker right on my heels. I pause when I catch a look at the framed picture. Damn. A gorgeous woman is staring back at me. Deep green hair rolling past her shoulders and paired with light green eyes. She looks stunning.
“Switching teams, cupcake?” Ryker says, pulling me out of my observations. I swing my head back to him, perfecting my first hair flip since I’m still testing out the whole hair down thing, and notice I’m holding up the students.
Gah. Asshole.
I try to do another hair flip to hit him in the face, but all I end up doing is making myself dizzy and almost faceplant into the doorframe.Maybe wearing my hair down is only a hazard to myself.Embarrassed again, I rush into the room, hopefully leaving the snickers behind me.
The class is already filling up, so I immediately head towards the back of the room and take a seat at the lab table. A student helper sets a syllabus in front of me and moves on. Pulling out my book, I realize my seat is in the perfect spot to keep me obscured behind a blue skinned girl with white hair from my Survival class yesterday.‘Lynx? Do I even want to know what you’re doing?’I ask when I realize he didn’t follow me in.
‘What do you think I’m doing? I can’t pass this up. I’m getting my porn on. This shit is getting good. He just pushed her on her knees and ripped her thong off th— Oh shit! Two more shifters are running up the stairs to join in. YES!! Gangbang baby!’
‘See ya after class,’I say, hoping my eye roll carries through our connection as I try to tune into my surroundings. The girl from my Survival class that was with Katie May is sitting in front of me now too, talking about the other night. I try blocking her out until I hear Ryker’s name.
“I’m telling you, Janika. I’ve never cum so hard in my damn life,” she says to the green haired girl. She looks to be a witch, if the cat Familiar sitting next to her is any indication. “I felt like my whole body shattered. An orgasm from my toes all the way to my roots. He was so wild, insatiable. Ryker is the ultimate lover, everything I could dream of in a man.” The other girl giggles and looks over at Ryker, who’s standing at the front of the room, talking to the teacher.
“Really, Serafin?” She cocks her head in disbelief. “I’ve heard about him. He hasn’t graced my doorstep yet, but he is on my list this year.” Janika smiles.
Serafin laughs and pulls out a book with a knowing smirk, “You should try him.” She offers him up like he’s a fucking morsel. Who knows, maybe he is. Taking another look at the girls in front of me, I try to memorize their names.
So Serafin is the blue fish-like lady from Survival class, and now we have Janika that I’ll probably have to deal with. I roll my eyes and notice Emer, and the Harpies moving into the room. Great.Could things get any worse?Aww shit. Famous last words. Might as well toss this into my ‘fuck it bucket’ because I just know I jinxed myself. It’s confirmed when they spot me and head straight for where I’m sitting. Resigned to the fact that I might as well get this over with, I turn to face my groupies.
“Wow, you totally aced that move there, wainch!” The blonde barbie says, smiling at me, and the harpies laugh. Even the girls sitting in front of me join in. I watch as Emer looks at me and the table I’m sitting at.
“Oh girls, look at the human trash sitting all by herself, how pathetic. SeeSentina, nobody here wants you. No one even wants to sit with you. You’re so low on the totem pole, they wouldn’t even want your soul in Hell,” Emer sneers and I wish I could say it took away from her looks.
“Oh, they might Emer, we could always use her as a welcome mat to wipe the shit off of our shoes,” another girl says, but I don’t take my eyes off of Emer.
Ignoring the girl that just spoke, I take in how even in the uniform, it still wraps around her body like a glove. Her alabaster skin shines against the turquoise cross wrap shirt. Her long pink hair is pulled back into a french braid and you can’t miss the smug look on her face. I place my chin in my hand, “Well, no shit, Queen Harpy of the obvious. I don’t even want to be here, but it looks like neither one of us gets our wish today, huh?” She scowls, opening her mouth for possibly another insult, but I jump back, catching her off guard.
“Emer?” I ask, acting all concerned and put my hands to my chest and lean in a little in an attempt to look like I want privacy. “Are you okay? Wow.” I shake my head. “I know that took a lot of work to come up with that insult, and I’m worried that your last brain cell is being overtaxed. You might want to sit down before you forget how.”
