LOGINLana’s Point of View
I just stood there wordlessly as I watched this guy went off with my pass. I was unable to stop him, because he was bigger, and stronger than me, and I didn’t want to risk being found out on my first day.
I can’t survive the school without my cafeteria pass… the students are entitled to three free meals in a day but you can’t have a meal without the pass. Which means I will be unable to get any food until I can get back my pass from him.
“Hey…” I jerked slightly when I heard someone’s voice from behind me, I turned towards the dark-haired boy that was standing behind me. “Are you lost?”
He was only a few inches taller than me, with more rounded features compared to the guy that just left me, his grey eyes narrowed as he neared me.
“Um, yeah, kind of.” I answered and his eyes sized me up and down at me as if I was a puzzle that he was trying to solve.
“Are you one of the students that got in through the scholarship?”
I nodded hurriedly.
“Where are you going?”
“I am going to the zenith hall.”
“I am going there too, let’s go.” He offered, he wasn’t polite but he wasn’t rude either; and I had no reason to refuse his help.
I was indeed lost.
“Do you know the guy that was talking to you?” He asked suddenly again, and I shook my head. “Did you get into a fight with him?”
“No, I don’t know him, and I don’t think it was a fight.” I confessed my eyes fell to his coat that was folded in my hands. “I bumped into him, and I spilled something on his coat. He refused to just settle for an apology and he wants me to pay for the coat.”
“And how much is the coat?” He inquired again.
“Um, he said eight thousand.”
“Damn…Too bad for you.” He tsked. “I don’t think he will just let it go, that guy is kind of a big shot in here.”
Great, now I needed someone else to tell me just how fucked I am now.
“Being on his bad side on your first day might not be so good for you, I suggest you find means to pay back for the coat or make it up to him, or life might be difficult for you.” He explained and I felt anger bubbled in my chest.
“It wasn’t entirely my fault, why would he make life difficult for me because of a harmless mistake?”
The boy beside me chortled mockingly.
“Well, for your information, that is Christian Blackwood, the son of Dr. Robert Blackwood JNR.” The moment I heard the last name, I felt my heart stopped all function, and an unfamiliar pain started in the pit of my stomach. “Rules don’t apply to him here; and this is the little I can do for you as a senior here.”
He then pointed towards the building before us.
“This is zenith hall. I hope you get your shits sorted out.”
*****
My heart pounded erratically in my chest as I held unto the doorknob leading to my dorm, that I will be sharing with two other boys, the thoughts faded when the door suddenly opened.
“Hm?” There was a blonde boy standing just a few inches away from me, he held the door knob, seems like he was about to leave the room. Our eyes met and then he asked. “Are you our last roommate?”
My eyes quickly flickered to the number on the door just to be sure, before I nodded slowly.
“Welcome home…” He seemed pretty excited by my presence. “Who would have thought they would bring such cute, feminine looking boy to be our roommate?”
I took a step back, but he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me inside, I stumbled backwards, quickly putting a distance between us.
My eyes darted around to take in my environment, but when it got to the single bed at the farthest end of the room, I felt my heart stopped again.
But for the first time today, my heart isn’t stopping due to panic, but from total admiration, there was a beautiful male figure sitting majestically on the bed, his long legs crossed over the other as he quietly read a book, uninterested in the chaos going on in the room.
I blushed furiously, at the sight of this sexually appealing man.
“What is your name?” This blondie’s voice cut through my thoughts again, and my eyes flickered back to his icy blue eyes that stared into the depths of my soul.
“L—Alan.” I corrected myself quickly. “Alan Rowan.”
“Even your voice is soft like a girl’s.” He squealed, his eyes and voice were filled with a child-like wonder, and then he walked me towards the bunk draped an arm over my shoulder. “I am Noah Walker, and I hope we get along.”
He embraced me boldly, and I know that he didn’t mean any disrespect, he is only touching me because he thinks I am a boy like him.
I hoped he doesn’t feel the bindings around my chest. I stepped away from him with a nervous smile on my face.
“Thank you. It’s nice to meet you too, Noah.” My eyes stylishly darted in the direction of the other roommate.
“Will you like to take the top bunk or the lower bunk?” He asked politely before he pointed to the sexy boy that was laid on the single bed. “Meanie over there already chose a bed before we came, so we have to share this one.”
Noah’s fingers swept into his hair.
“Naturally to bond as roommates we are supposed to play a game of rock, paper, scissors, the winners get the single bed—but he is grumpy much; wouldn’t even tell me his name.” I paused for a while as my eyes flickered back to the direction of the hot guy who behaved like we weren’t even in the room.
His concentration was a solid as concrete, even Noah’s deep and loud voice was unable to break it, and it made me curious about the book he was reading—It must be so interesting.
“Can I stay on the upper bunk?” I asked hopefully.
Lana’s Point of View“Tell me,” Christian murmured, his voice lower now, closer than before. A soft hum vibrated against my ear as his lips grazed the shell of it, teeth catching the edge in a slow, teasing nibble.Desire wounded every word. “Are they pink… or brown?” His breath was hot against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. “Or,” he added softly, his voice dipping into something darker, more dangerous, “do you want me to find out for myself?” The depth of his voice, the quiet confidence in it drowned out every warning in my head. My body betrayed me, arching helplessly against his as his larger frame pressed me down, heat seeping through every layer between us. His fingers toyed with my nipples through the fabric, slow and deliberate, as if savoring every small reaction, he pulled from me.“I’m going to take your silence as a yes,” he whispered. My eyes squeezed shut, lashes trembling as I fought to stay still, to keep the sounds locked behind my lips. I refused to
Lana’s Point of View“Hey, how’s Dad?” I asked curiously.I noticed the little typing bubble appear, then disappear. A moment later, messages started flooding in.“It’s been two weeks since you suddenly disappeared from home, and you didn’t communicate with anyone!” Leon sent, along with a flurry of angry stickers.Almost immediately, Liam chimed in:“Don’t act like you weren’t worried about her, Liam.” then another message came in almost immediately. “I’m a little offended you didn’t text or call us. It’s almost like you’ve forgotten about us!”“I’m sorry,” I typed back quickly. “I know my communication has been horrible, but I promise I didn’t forget you. School’s been strict, and I’ve gotten into a lot of trouble this past week.”“I honestly thought you’d be found out during the first week of resumption,” Leon commented, and Liam followed suit.“You're quite clumsy,” Liam added teasingly, “and the way you sleep… I'm certain your bunkmates feel suspicious of you”Both of them laughe
Lana’s Point of View Christian let me go, he allowed me to run my errands, while he slumped back on the couch, he watched the TV in his room for some minutes before he then drifted into sleep. I was still in a daze as I worked through, the kiss still replaying in my mind. Continuously…non-stop…I could clearly hear the soft groans from Christian as her deepened the kiss; his hands that rested everywhere, and his hot breath on my skin. My common sense finally returned to me, as I was in the midst of folding his clothes back into the closet. Wait a goddamned minute!Does this mean that I kissed Christian? I willingly gave him my first kiss? I could have stopped him, I could have evaded it, if I wanted to.So why didn’t I do that? What the hell was I thinking when I decided to kiss Christian? Could it be that I have forgotten that Christian Blackwood was my mortal enemy? This is someone who constantly bullies me, and talks down on me, he always acts all high and mighty around
Lana’s Point of View“Will you stay with me?” he asked quietly, a faint edge of vulnerability in his voice. “Please… you can stay with me twice a week. It’s in the contract.” I frowned, momentarily frozen. There was something about the fragile note in his voice that sent a strange warmth through me. He stood close…too close.His breath brushed against my face, warm and uneven. And apart from his breath that seemed to make me feel even hotter, the hand placement seemed to be damaging as well, one hand rested above my head against the wall, trapping me gently in place, while the other held my hip firmly.“Okay,” I finally whispered, the word slipping out more like a squeak than an answer. I wasn’t sure if I agreed because of the contract… or because of the way he was looking at me.Like he was about to devour me.But instead of stepping away after I agreed, he leaned even closer.The tip of his nose brushed softly against mine before his lips moved gently across the bruised skin, ca
Lana’s Point of View The sharp, suffocating stench of alcohol struck me the second I stepped into Christian’s room, and my stomach twist. Instinctively, I lifted a hand to shield my nose to block out the smell.He was slouched on his usual couch, shadows pooling beneath his eyes. An empty bottle lay discarded on the table in front of him, while an empty glass dangled loosely from his fingers.“Hello.” I muttered quickly closing the door, ignoring his drunken form on the couch.His voice cut through the silence.“When were you going to tell me that Xavier knows about our little secret?”My feet froze mid-step; a soft gasp slipped past my parted lips before I could stop it. For a second, the world seemed to tilt.What?My mind scrambled, desperately trying to piece together where this was coming from—how he could even think that. Slowly, Christian shifted, twisting his body toward me. He draped his arm over the back of the couch and rested his chin against it, his piercing blue ey
Christian’s Point of ViewXavier knows that Alan is a girl? He can’t just be finding out about it, his response was too fast and too discreet, and on the other hand she didn’t seem surprised.How long has he known? Did she tell him? Or did he find out himself? Or maybe… just maybe, I was the one in the dark all along, I have been played by that damned little cosplayer. I didn’t know how much time passed, but my feet remained rooted, as I stared at the empty doorway, even though Xavier and Alan were long gone. There was something in the way that Xavier tended to her that seemed to annoy me. He was gentle, and he moved with swift precision, and she responded with equal gentleness. The way she looked at him was completely different from the way she looked at me or any other person in the court; and it made my chest tighten.And I wonder if they were both having a secret, illicit affair underneath my nose, it doesn’t matter, I found her first, and I am going to have her.It does







