Harkins Academy

Chapter 2 – Harkins Academy

Chapter 2 – Harkins Academy

[Avery’s POV]

“You’re good,” I stifled out a laugh and thought that maybe she was the joker type of girl who liked to make people laugh. I laughed until it was needed for me to catch up with my breath. I took a glance at her expression and she looked like she was thinking that I was dumb. “Are you serious?”

“Obviously,” she frowned. “I wouldn’t lie about this,”

“What makes you say that? Do you have any proof?”

“By how the students here act. They’ll have s*x everywhere and you’ll notice it if you have your eyes and ears open,” she explained. “Maniacs also harassed me on my first week as a student here,”

“I’m not buying that,” I told her. I meant, what she was saying was epic. A school for maniacs and s*x addicts? No way! I was pretty sure that the teachers were teaching them the proper ways of dealing with life or...something related to that. This was also a boarding school for Pete’s sake. Why would their parents enroll them in such school if what Emma had said was true?

“Many questions in your head, huh?” Emma started. “I’m not going to answer that for you. Just wait and see,”

“I will,” the fact kept bugging me but that vanished when Emma and I talked about something other than the students here. We talked about ourselves and the life that we had before we entered Harkins Academy.

***

After some chit chats, Emma offered an idea, “I’ll tour you. You need to meet my other friends. They’re not addicts,”

“Sure,” I really didn’t want to believe her that this school was for s*x addicts. I just couldn’t find myself believing her but some of my guts told me that Emma was telling the truth.

We went outside our room and heard some music playing on the speakers, “Why is there a song cranking up the dorms?”

“That’s one of the reasons why I like this school,” she flashed me a smile. “The headmaster allowed our school DJ to pump up the place,”

“Cool,” a boarding school with hallways surrounded by music? It was exciting but at the same time, weird.

“I threw a wish in the well,

Don't ask me I'll never tell,

I looked to you as it fell,

And now you're in my way.

I trade my soul for a wish,

Pennies and dimes for a kiss,

I wasn't looking for this,

But now you're in my way.”

Should I say that the song was perfectly synced with what I was feeling right now? I was staring at my guy. Not really my guy but one of my ideal guys. Brown hair, brown eyes, tall, muscular, handsome…. and perfect.

I stared his guts out of him and he seemed to have had noticed. He looked at me and smiled, no...it was more like a grin.

Evil grin?

Maybe.

That was the time when Emma snapped me out of my senses, “Don’t ever fall in love with that guy,” the volume of her voice was loud enough for the guy to hear.

“Why?”  I whispered, feeling embarrassed by how Emma acted around the guy. It was pretty obvious that he heard her.

“Just don’t fall in love with him, okay?” she warned. “…Unless you want to him to take your virginity away from you. That guy? He had s*x with almost every girl in the school including almost all of the virgins,” Emma took my wrist and dragged me along with her. The blonde guy smiled knowing what Emma thought of him. Maybe Emma was right about how he was a s*x addict. I needed to avoid those kinds of guys.

“Your stare was holding,

Ripped jeans, skin was showing,

Hot night, wind was blowing,

Where you think you're going, baby?”

I saw a couple, or hopefully a couple, making out near the door. It was gross since I could see their lip movements or tongue movements? The redheaded girl was now biting the lower lip of the guy whilst the tongue of the guy kept licking the redheaded’s face.

“They’re not the worst,” Emma seemed to notice that I was staring at them and the couple didn’t seem to care. Was she touring me by pointing out who the s*x addicts were? I had no idea. We just kept walking after that.

“Hey I just met you and this is crazy,

But here's my number, so call me maybe,

It's hard to look right at you baby,

But here's my number, so call me maybe,

Hey I just met you and this is crazy,

But here's my number, so call me maybe,

And all the other boys try to chase me,

But here's my number, so call me maybe.”

We stopped in front of a door and I stared at Emma asking her what we were doing here. “Stick your ears on the door,” I followed her command and it was like I was hearing porn. So many moaning and yelling but I knew better than that. They were not watching porn since they were actually having s*x.

“Okay, okay, I believe you now. I’m in a school full of s*x addicts,” I sighed.

“That took long enough,” she chuckled. “Let’s go to my friends’ room. They’re having a gathering,”

After I gave her a nod, we destined to a room and immediately went inside.