door to one of the second-floor classrooms with flourish.
There were about thirty seats in the room. On the back wall, there was a huge corkboard with various photos, artwork, and news clippings posted. I took a step closer, my gaze ensnared by a clipping that featured the Sanger Dragons as last year’s first runner-up in the basketball division. Dragons, huh? I smiled a little, appreciating the irony.
I moved to the first chair in the leftmost row, the one nearest the windows. I peered out and the sight of the school’s football field greeted me like a long-lost friend. There were about a dozen guys in uniform practicing right next to a group of cheerleaders doing pyramids. Gazing at them made me remember my old life.
I used to be a cheerleader in the private school I had attended back at home. I had even been offered the position of cheer captain, but I had declined, knowing that I didn’t really have the streak of ruthlessness required for the job. I remembered my friends, the fun times we had. I remembered my sister, I remembered the way my parents used to watch me perform, and a wave of miserable homesickness engulfed me. I turned away abruptly, as if with it, I could also turn my back on the memories.
I glanced at Dyvian and said with determined enthusiasm, “Tell me more about the time you spent in school. Did you and Lucian go to school together?”
“Lucian never went to school.”
I almost collapsed in shock. “B-but he’s so nerdy .” How could someone as smart as Lucian never go to school? I mean, even if he had a super high IQ, nerdy guys—including those who were as gorgeous as Lucian—tended to be stupid enough to still want to go to school.
Dyvian grinned. “He just didn’t want to.”
“Well, tell me about your time in school then. Were you the guy every girl wanted to date?” It wasn’t hard imagining Dyvian in that role. “And did you break everyone’s hearts?”
“Eton’s an exclusive school for guys.”
“But you at least got to talk to Prince Wills once, right?” Boys could be so dense. They went to the same school with royalty. The least they could do was take advantage of it by rubbing elbows!
“Eton has thousands of students enrolled but, yeah, I think I managed to walk past him in the library,” Dyvian deadpanned.
“Funny.” I planted my hands on my hips and gave him a suspicious look. “Why are you so secretive about your school life, Dyv? I’ve been asking you over and over—”
“I’m not,” Dyvian protested. “I just don’t have anything interesting to share, okay?” He changed the subject, saying, “Seen enough?”
I made a face at his evasiveness but nodded. “I think so. I can always explore more once classes start.”
We left the school, and in a few minutes, we were airborne again. “Are you sure Lucian will be able to get me enrolled in time? I mean, classes are going to start next week and—”
“Relax. If Lucian says it’s okay, then it is.”
“But what about the legal stuff? Like, who’s going to serve as my guardian and why is it I’m living—”
“Didn’t Lucian tell you?”
“No, he didn’t. Whatever he didn’t tell me, I mean.”
“Lucian’s applied as your guardian.” Dyvian seemed to hesitate before saying, “I mean, he’s of age already, you know?”
“I guess.” But I didn’t really like the idea of Lucian being my guardian. It made him seem like my older brother when I wanted him to be, well—I shook my head even though he couldn’t see me. “And the reason that I’m living with two single guys?” My eyes narrowed. “Wait a minute—you are single, right?”
“I am.”
“And Lucian?”
Dyvian smirked. “Who cares if he is or he isn’t?”
Drat. I walked straight into that one. I lifted my chin. “Just curious.” Oh, God, what if he, like, married really young?
“Chill, Deli. He’s absolutely
There were about thirty seats in the room. On the back wall, there was a huge corkboard with various photos, artwork, and news clippings posted. I took a step closer, my gaze ensnared by a clipping that featured the Sanger Dragons as last year’s first runner-up in the basketball division. Dragons, huh? I smiled a little, appreciating the irony.
I moved to the first chair in the leftmost row, the one nearest the windows. I peered out and the sight of the school’s football field greeted me like a long-lost friend. There were about a dozen guys in uniform practicing right next to a group of cheerleaders doing pyramids. Gazing at them made me remember my old life.
I used to be a cheerleader in the private school I had attended back at home. I had even been offered the position of cheer captain, but I had declined, knowing that I didn’t really have the streak of ruthlessness required for the job. I remembered my friends, the fun times we had. I remembered my sister, I remembered the way my parents used to watch me perform, and a wave of miserable homesickness engulfed me. I turned away abruptly, as if with it, I could also turn my back on the memories.
I glanced at Dyvian and said with determined enthusiasm, “Tell me more about the time you spent in school. Did you and Lucian go to school together?”
“Lucian never went to school.”
I almost collapsed in shock. “B-but he’s so nerdy .” How could someone as smart as Lucian never go to school? I mean, even if he had a super high IQ, nerdy guys—including those who were as gorgeous as Lucian—tended to be stupid enough to still want to go to school.
Dyvian grinned. “He just didn’t want to.”
“Well, tell me about your time in school then. Were you the guy every girl wanted to date?” It wasn’t hard imagining Dyvian in that role. “And did you break everyone’s hearts?”
“Eton’s an exclusive school for guys.”
“But you at least got to talk to Prince Wills once, right?” Boys could be so dense. They went to the same school with royalty. The least they could do was take advantage of it by rubbing elbows!
“Eton has thousands of students enrolled but, yeah, I think I managed to walk past him in the library,” Dyvian deadpanned.
“Funny.” I planted my hands on my hips and gave him a suspicious look. “Why are you so secretive about your school life, Dyv? I’ve been asking you over and over—”
“I’m not,” Dyvian protested. “I just don’t have anything interesting to share, okay?” He changed the subject, saying, “Seen enough?”
I made a face at his evasiveness but nodded. “I think so. I can always explore more once classes start.”
We left the school, and in a few minutes, we were airborne again. “Are you sure Lucian will be able to get me enrolled in time? I mean, classes are going to start next week and—”
“Relax. If Lucian says it’s okay, then it is.”
“But what about the legal stuff? Like, who’s going to serve as my guardian and why is it I’m living—”
“Didn’t Lucian tell you?”
“No, he didn’t. Whatever he didn’t tell me, I mean.”
“Lucian’s applied as your guardian.” Dyvian seemed to hesitate before saying, “I mean, he’s of age already, you know?”
“I guess.” But I didn’t really like the idea of Lucian being my guardian. It made him seem like my older brother when I wanted him to be, well—I shook my head even though he couldn’t see me. “And the reason that I’m living with two single guys?” My eyes narrowed. “Wait a minute—you are single, right?”
“I am.”
“And Lucian?”
Dyvian smirked. “Who cares if he is or he isn’t?”
Drat. I walked straight into that one. I lifted my chin. “Just curious.” Oh, God, what if he, like, married really young?
“Chill, Deli. He’s absolutely
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