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.
Xavier’s Point of ViewMy eyebrows furrowed at Christian’s reaction towards Lana. Did something happen between them?The last time I remembered they were quite close, my eyes flickered suspiciously towards her; her jaws were clenched, and her lips trembled hard.Her amber eyes were locked on him, full of that soft, trembling vulnerability that made my blood boil. I was standing right fucking here — the one who had buried himself inside her last night, the one who had marked her skin until she couldn’t walk straight — yet she was looking at him.I had never thought there would be a day I would ever be jealous of my miserable half-brother, but today, I fucking was.And the only reason I agreed to speak to him was that I wanted Lana to stop looking at him.“Alright,” I flexed my shoulders, slipping both of my hands into my pockets.Lana’s fingers gripped my jacket like she could hold me back.“No,” she whispered, voice cracking. “If you go with him, you’re going to fight. I don’t want ei
Lana’s Point of View“You’re mine,” Christian pressed his lips against my mouth, tongue delved in like a claim. The kiss was brutal, hungry, punishing. My body trembled violently in the aftermath of the orgasm that had just ripped through me, my thighs slick, my pussy still pulsing around the ghost of his cock.“Not Christian, not anyone else, all fucking mine.”My heart palpitated in my chest at the reminder of Christian. “Every fucking inch of you belongs to me.”I bit down on my lips, as shame washed over me, realizing that I had just given myself to him.Despite the shame that flooded through me, I wanted him to do it again. My body feels sore, but in a good way. My pussy was still tingling from the aftermath of the pleasure that rocked my body.But my mind pondered with the thought of Christian in my head, I pulled back, shutting my eyes tightly. Why the hell did it feel like I had committed a great sin against Christian when he was the one who pushed me away?“Eyes on me, love.”
Christian’s Point of ViewLana’s hands were pinned above her head. I loved the way her body felt in my embrace, the way she moaned in response to my touch. I wanted to hear those desperate and needy whimpers.The raw, guttural need that made her body squirm hard against mine.“Mhm!” She groaned, still trying to spit out the panties that I folded in her mouth.“You have no idea how fucking ridiculous you look,” I muttered, pulling down her bottom lip. My other hand fondled her pussy, which was warm, wet, and creaming for me.I searched for her opening; it was tight. Her body jerked when I tried to put my finger in. “That hurts?” I queried; she was too tight.I need to open her up, so she could take me, her fingers clawed at my upper arm as if he was warning me not to.“It’s going to hurt only for a moment,” I explained. “But I’m going to try to make it less painful for you.”I hoovered at the entrance, thrusting against her body softly.“Relax…” I whispered against her ear, and then
Lana’s point of view.My feet were rooted to the floor with heaviness, and my eyes blinked once, twice, three times.And that was when I realized…It was not a dream, nor was it an imagination. Christian just yelled at me, slammed the door in my face after he told me to leave and never contact him again. My chest tightened, unwilling to believe it, tears stung in my eyes, and I blinked hard, trying to control the stirring emotion in my chest.I trusted him, even after everything he did; I wanted to see the good in him, to even think that I was beginning to like him.The tears I had been desperately holding back finally slipped down my cheeks. I should have known. Someone who bullied me before he even knew who I truly was… someone who turned me into his personal errand girl, his slave—someone like that could never change.I should have known. Someone like him could never love anyone… He used me.My body stiffened, my hands trembling as the realization sank in.A sour taste flooded my
Christian’s Point of View“Do you think I’m scared of you?” Veronica asked, her lips twisting into a wicked smile, and my eyes narrowed. I knew she was a bitch, and rich bitches like her are rarely scared of anything. She has her daddy’s money to cover up her mistakes, no matter what they may be. “I know that all you are is just the scared little boy who is looking for the validation of his mommy.”She chuckled.“What are you going to do?” Her head cock to the side, her green eyes narrowed mockingly. “Run to tell your mommy about how much you hate me. Suck it up, loser, our family wants us to be together—we don’t have any choice.”“Is that the only reason you have refused to let go?” I asked, pressing her even harder against the wall. “Or is it just your pride? You can’t admit it to your parents that I rejected a girl like you, you never even loved me, you cheated on me all through our relationship.”She blinked back hard.”In relationships like this, having a couple of lovers is not s
Christian’s Point of View“What is going on here?” My head snapped towards the stairs again when I heard Father’s voice. He stood there looking down at us with his piercing grey eyes, but something lifted in his gaze when he noticed Xavier.But then another frown reached his face when he noticed that my mother was standing very close to Xavier, he began to walk down the stairs heading towards us.“Lorenza, I hope you’re not bullying, Xavier.” His voice thundered as he reached beneath the stairs.My hands balled into fists at my sides, it felt as if I was invisible.“How could I bully him? After he won such a wonderful competition, standing above his peers as an outstanding student.” Her eyes flickered towards me. “Those are the true qualities of a real Blackwell.”“I think I should go,” I suggested.“No,” Father stopped me before I could leave, “You should stay, this dinner is to celebrate Xavier’s victory. I heard from the principal that you played very well too, Christian.”Mother’s
Xavier’s Point of ViewAlan is bad… no bad is an understatement, he is horrible at this game.Considering that he is relatively shorter and smaller than the rest of us, they used their bigger body as an advantage to him, and he was barely able to make any hit. And the other team noticed he seemed
Lana’s Point of View“Show me your tits,” Christian murmured darkly in my ears, his voice was deep and filled with thick lust, as he pressed his hand against my crotch, feeling my pussy from the cotton short I was putting on. My breath faltered, as his hands tightened around my neck, his fingers
Lana’s Point of View I found out that I misinterpreted Christian, but it wasn’t my fault, he is a very confusing person; how would I have known if he was straight or not? Was I supposed to ask him politely?“Oh, hey, excuse me, you have been looking at me, and acting weird towards me, do you per
Lana’s Point of View Fuck, I always knew that I would have problems with Xavier, he is just too smart, and seems like he is a light sleeper as well, because I could swear that he was asleep—I was only lucky I hadn’t started to undress or he would have caught me. My feet were rooted in confusi







