Chapter 2 - Not Just Another Day, Part 2

Emmy

I am in an accelerated program, so unlike my classmates, I have already completed my required education and am getting my master’s degree in business. I was supposed to graduate 2 months ago when I turned 21, and I wouldn’t have to be here for this dreadful day. There was supposedly a new educational requirement that no one knew about which required me to remain until the end of the current semester. I wasn’t buying it, but if I wanted to get out of here, I couldn’t fight it. So now, I only have three more dreaded weeks left to my education, and I can get the heck out of here.

Because of my accelerated program, I am actually in Year 3M of a three-year master’s program. I am the youngest by five years, but I don’t mind.

If Dominants and Superiors run the world, how would I be able to move to the countryside? Well, naturally I am a human; I didn’t transform at sixteen. And I can’t be a submissive. It is simply not an option for me. I can barely breathe around the Dominants in general; I would be helpless if I were claimed. I have major anxiety and trust issues around the wolves. And on top of all of that, being a female already makes me a target regardless of my class and status. Males outnumber us women three to one. I want to fall in love and have a family when I am a lot older. Escaping the city is the only option. Even Mrs. White supports me. Maggie, my best friend, has a cousin who makes fake papers and he is willing to help me too in case my results are not what I need them to be.

I begrudgingly get up for the day. I make my way to the small ensuite bathroom attached to my room. I live with Mrs. White in her two-bedroom apartment above the shop. My first class is at nine and it is currently seven. I take my shower and use a generous amount of my birthday cake shampoo and body wash. After I am all clean, I finish my morning routine and put on a little mascara, eyeliner, and take my peach lip gloss to put in my bag.

I quickly get dressed in my uniform which is a plaid skirt that has a royal blue and yellow checkered pattern. I wear it just above the knee per the regulation and make sure my crisp white oxford shirt is tucked in before putting my royal blue standard issue sweater with the university’s gold crest emblem over the left breast pocket. I choose my royal blue high knee socks and put on my royal blue converse. I grab my standard issue school backpack and double check to make sure I got all of my assignments ready before heading to the kitchen.

I whip up some scrambled eggs and toast enough for Mrs. White and me. She comes sauntering in, still in her night dress, while I was cutting up some fruit.

“Good morning sweetie” she says lovingly and gives me a kiss on the cheek. She pulls back and gently wraps a loving arm around my shoulders pulling me into side. “Another nightmare?” she quietly asks, and I nod in response, brushing my tongue against my cheek, while I continued dicing the strawberries. She gives my should a squeeze, no words needed, before releasing me and making her way over to the brewing coffee pot.

I don’t drink coffee. I enjoy sweet things too much and that stuff is too bitter. I tried adding milk and sugar once but it just ruined the milk and sugar in my opinion. I finish plating our food and bring everything to the table and we start eating in comfortable silence.

“So…today is the big day” Mrs. White stated, a nervous smile spread on her face, her wrinkles creating a cute little dimple. I nodded in response. She knows everything about me and my fears. “It’s going to be okay, Emmy,” she says softly. “Even if you do get a submissive status, you still get to finish school before anything happens, and then you will be out of here before they come knocking to pick you up. You have already finished your thesis, and you have three weeks left of school. Live it up and be happy.”

She always knows what to say to make me feel better. I finish up my meal keeping the topics of conversation light and not about the impending soul crushing day. After quickly doing the dishes, my phone alarm rings, letting me know it is time to leave to make it to campus. It’s usually a twenty-minute walk to my first class.

I give Mrs. White a kiss on the cheek goodbye and head out in the warm spring air. I love walking to campus. The flowers are all in bloom, and it smells so relaxing. The sun is just beginning to brighten up the sky after its morning wake-up call. The heat felt good against my skin.

I made it to campus in good time and found my building which was a modern, all glass and concrete forty-floor monster. I made my way to the elevator after scanning my. Soon we started the rapid ascent in the air. Masters and Doctorate courses were on the top five floors but thanks to the assembly this morning, everyone would be headed to twentieth floor.

When the doors finally opened, I exited quickly, keeping my head down and making my way through the crowded halls. I usually stare at the ground, but when I turned the corner, I ran into a hard wall, but luckily I didn’t land on my butt. Instead a strong pair of arms came out of the wall and grabbed me.

I looked up and noticed that it wasn’t a wall I ran into. It was Kaleb, the star quarterback for the last eight years. A wet dream walking doesn’t do him justice. His voice was husky and deep baritone. It was all man. He’s a Superior and a Dominant and a total playboy. I gulped as I felt my knees weak. He radiated power. I collected myself quickly, making sure to keep eye contact with him. I stuttered a “I’m so sorry, sir. Thank you for saving me.”

“It’s okay sugar. Be careful. We wouldn’t want you to get hurt.” He winked at me and he fucking booped my nose before walking away. My insides are now on fire, and my gobs were smacked.

The bell rings just as I make my way into the general assembly auditorium. The headmaster comes out with a few of the administrators carrying a stack of white envelopes. The whole assembly goes quiet.

The headmaster tapped the microphone on the podium. “Ladies and Gentlemen, please settle down. We will make this quick and painless as possible. Welcome to Results Day.”