long-sleeved sweater adorned with multiple layers of silver chains and bracelets, just magnified my hair. It was exactly the first impression I wanted to make, and I smiled before taking two swigs of Vodka. I would need a replacement bottle very soon I realized as I swirled the last of the liquid around in a circle.
I intentionally swung by my father’s office to say goodbye, and he looked up at me with a scowl. He was getting more and more agitated as the week went on. His need to “babysit” me had kept him in town far longer than I had ever seen. I secretly enjoyed the fact that Anna grated on his nerves almost as much as she did mine, which became more and more apparent the longer he had to spend with her.
“I’m off,” I announced, walking into his office. Grant was sitting opposite of my father, with his back to me, but turned when he heard my voice. Seeing him after a week of avoiding all contact left me almost breathless. We locked eyes for a second, and he grinned, appraising my look. I grinned back and winked at him, knowing my father would catch the gesture and be even more annoyed.
“You look…interesting,” was all my dad said before returning to whatever he was doing when I walked in.
“Thanks, Daddy, that was exactly what I was going for. See you tonight…seven sharp,” I continued sarcastically. Grant was trying to hold in his laughter as this point, and while my father just waved his hand at me, I saw his ears get a very weird shade of red.
Mission accomplished , I thought as I started my car. There was no way my dad would make it another week in this house, and I was so ready for him to leave.
The drive to school only took ten minutes. While I had never been a student here, I was relatively familiar with the campus, or at least the main buildings. College bars were often the best for underage drinking , and Ben and I had spent many weekends here enjoying that perk.
I parked the car and headed to my first class, Intro to Business, garnering second glances from most of the boys I passed by. I let them stare, moving my hips provocatively as I passed.
The class was about twice the size as Winsor’s, easily two hundred chairs in a theater type setup. I stood at the bottom and looked around. Where I sat would be critical, and I needed to find someone immediately who would get me into a decent party scene.
Before I could settle on a location, I heard a whistle behind me as a dark haired hottie with two women perched on his arm walked by me. His hair was shaggy, falling over one eye casually and his ice blue eyes burned into mine as he passed. Most women would swoon from such a look, but it actually made me nauseous. Guys like that were the worst. They were totally aware of how cute they were and used it shamelessly to degrade and manipulate women. I rolled my eyes and kept scrolling through the crowd to find the perfect seat. It took only a minute for him to deposit his harem before finding his way back to me.
“You must be new here, because I have no doubt I would have noticed you before today,” he said seductively as he stood in front of me, blocking my view. His arms were crossed, and I saw multiple tattoos climbing up his chiseled arms until they slid up under the sleeves of his black t-shirt.
“Not interested,” I said flatly before moving around him. I was going to have to make this decision quicker than I wanted to. I found a row of empty seats that still had a good view of the class and sat next to the isle. The dark haired stalker followed me. I sighed, knowing I was trapped. Men like that were so sure every woman wanted them that they took dismissal as foreplay, making them pursue even harder.
He squatted down by my chair. “At least give me a name to go with those piercing green eyes, or I’m afraid I’ll spend the whole class distracted and not learn a thing.” He was staring up at me through long eyelashes, just waiting for me to cave.
“Listen,” I said, annoyed.
I intentionally swung by my father’s office to say goodbye, and he looked up at me with a scowl. He was getting more and more agitated as the week went on. His need to “babysit” me had kept him in town far longer than I had ever seen. I secretly enjoyed the fact that Anna grated on his nerves almost as much as she did mine, which became more and more apparent the longer he had to spend with her.
“I’m off,” I announced, walking into his office. Grant was sitting opposite of my father, with his back to me, but turned when he heard my voice. Seeing him after a week of avoiding all contact left me almost breathless. We locked eyes for a second, and he grinned, appraising my look. I grinned back and winked at him, knowing my father would catch the gesture and be even more annoyed.
“You look…interesting,” was all my dad said before returning to whatever he was doing when I walked in.
“Thanks, Daddy, that was exactly what I was going for. See you tonight…seven sharp,” I continued sarcastically. Grant was trying to hold in his laughter as this point, and while my father just waved his hand at me, I saw his ears get a very weird shade of red.
Mission accomplished , I thought as I started my car. There was no way my dad would make it another week in this house, and I was so ready for him to leave.
The drive to school only took ten minutes. While I had never been a student here, I was relatively familiar with the campus, or at least the main buildings. College bars were often the best for underage drinking , and Ben and I had spent many weekends here enjoying that perk.
I parked the car and headed to my first class, Intro to Business, garnering second glances from most of the boys I passed by. I let them stare, moving my hips provocatively as I passed.
The class was about twice the size as Winsor’s, easily two hundred chairs in a theater type setup. I stood at the bottom and looked around. Where I sat would be critical, and I needed to find someone immediately who would get me into a decent party scene.
Before I could settle on a location, I heard a whistle behind me as a dark haired hottie with two women perched on his arm walked by me. His hair was shaggy, falling over one eye casually and his ice blue eyes burned into mine as he passed. Most women would swoon from such a look, but it actually made me nauseous. Guys like that were the worst. They were totally aware of how cute they were and used it shamelessly to degrade and manipulate women. I rolled my eyes and kept scrolling through the crowd to find the perfect seat. It took only a minute for him to deposit his harem before finding his way back to me.
“You must be new here, because I have no doubt I would have noticed you before today,” he said seductively as he stood in front of me, blocking my view. His arms were crossed, and I saw multiple tattoos climbing up his chiseled arms until they slid up under the sleeves of his black t-shirt.
“Not interested,” I said flatly before moving around him. I was going to have to make this decision quicker than I wanted to. I found a row of empty seats that still had a good view of the class and sat next to the isle. The dark haired stalker followed me. I sighed, knowing I was trapped. Men like that were so sure every woman wanted them that they took dismissal as foreplay, making them pursue even harder.
He squatted down by my chair. “At least give me a name to go with those piercing green eyes, or I’m afraid I’ll spend the whole class distracted and not learn a thing.” He was staring up at me through long eyelashes, just waiting for me to cave.
“Listen,” I said, annoyed.
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