Part 7
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“ And now I want to see her again. Do you have a problem with that? “
“ This my room, too “
“ A fact which brings me no small amount of pleasure, Kirania “
“ You can’t just barge in whenever you feel like! “ he grins, wagging a finger at her.
“ Au contraire. It absolutely-freaking-does. I run this school, remember? “
Ah, the stupid Elect. I almost forgot.
“ You can run this school from somewhere else. Now please leave “
“ You should be glad I’m here, Kirania. Things would be worse for you if I wasn’t “
Mirza’s ice-blue stare bores into Kirania as he speaks. “ Did those girls call you cowgirl today? “
No, they just accused me of having an affair with you. But I can’t tell you that.
“ No, they didn’t call me a cowgirl today “ Mirza nods, satisfied.
“ The reason they stopped is because of me. The reason no one is doing worse is because of me. It’s all because of my protection, Kirania “
Why does everyone keep mentioning protection?
“ Why should everyone listen to you? “
“ Because everyone in this school listens to the Elect. And if they don’t, they pay the consequences “
“ Which are? “
“ Trust me. You don’t want to know “
“ You think you have that much power? To protect me from them? Do you think you’re that much better? That what you do is better than what typical college kids could do to me? “
“ Care to make a wager? You admit you need my help, I win. “ answer Mirza confidently.
He wags his eyebrows at Kirania, daring her to play his game. “ Hmmm, fine. Let’s bet on it “. mirza stops smiling, surprised.
“ You want to bet on it? “
“ At least I’ll do it on my terms “
“ Do you understand what that means? “
“ Try me “
“ If you lose, then you owe me. Do you get that? “
“ Owe you what? “
“ Your choice. You can sweep my floor, clean my dishes, or vacuum my bedroom “
“ Fine. I’ll vacuum your bedroom. At least that’s quick “
“ Not if I have any say in it “ Kirania blush
“ You know you want it “
“ What, to be treated like your servant? No, I don’t want that. “
“ Too bad, Kirania. That’s the wager “
“ If you do this, the rumors will get worse “
“ What rumors? “ asked Mirza curiously
He doesn’t know what those girls said to me. “ What rumors, Kirania? “
There’s a strain of worry to his tone you’ve never heard. “ They think I’m trying to sleep with you. “ Mirza raises his eyebrows. The worry quickly disappears, replaced once again by the familiar wise-cracking.
“ Are you trying to sleep with me, Kirania? “
“ What? Of course not “
“ I don’t know if I believe you “
“ Mirza, I do not want to sleep with you “
“ But you want to kiss me “
“ What? Why would you think that? “
“ Call it a sixth sense “
“ Well, my first sense is telling me that your sixth sense is bullshit! “
“ Alright then. What if I tell you that my first sense is telling me that I want to kiss you? “
Wait for what? Did he really say that?
“ You can’t. you’ll break the rules “
“ They’re my rules “
“ And if you break them, I win the wager “ Mirza abruptly stands from Nesya’s bed.
“ Alright, Kirania. We’ll do this your way. Just remember, I’ll be waiting for your apology when you lose “ he leaves the room without another backward glance. A moment later, Nesya returns to the dorm room.
“ Guess what? “
“ You killed your brother? “
“ I’m not that lucky, no. The Elect is having a party tonight, and I get to bring you. You’ll come, right? “
“ Uh… of course! That sounds exciting. We never had many parties back in Wyoming”
“ Bet the farm boys were hot, though “
“ Yeah, some of them, I guess. But none were as hot as the guys here “
“ Guys, or guy? “ Nesya was curious
Nesya wags her eyebrows at Kirania, teasing her.
“ All right. Fine. I’ll go to the party “
Nesya fist pumps. “ Yes! Okay, first thing. Outfits “. Nesya helps Kirania select three outfits from her suitcase.
“ I think white looks best on you. And it’s also a certain someone’s favorite color “
Is she talking about Mirza? I don’t care what he thinks!
As though she can read her mind, Nesya winks at Kirania.
I should choose …
“ Damn, girl. I do have good taste “ Kirania throws a pillow at her.
“ Be serious. Is it too slutty? “
“ No. It’s just the right amount of slutty “ dressed to kill, Kirania both leave the dorm and head out into the night.
Kirania arrives at a thumping house party. It’s already in full swing, party goers milling everywhere. “There are so many people “
“ It’s a party, Boots. Want a drink? “
“ Hmm… sure. Why not? “
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