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ALINA'S POV

*Ring, ring, ring*

The sound of my alarm clock echoes through the dorm along with groans and moans of pain

"I'm never drinking again" I hear Brittany mutter as she pulls her blanket over head

"Same" I add as I drag myself off the floor and onto my bed where my phone, jacket and bag lay

"You said that last week" Brit murmurs, her voice like a dying lawn mower

"Yeah, well I meant it both times. I just have terrible influences in my life like you". She peeks her head out of her blanket and blows me a kiss with, with a creepy grin, smudged lipstick and mascara and blotchy makeup.

"You look terrible" I giggle as I switch on my phone. Big Mistake

Thirty seven missed notifications

More than fifty unread texts

Fifteen missed calls

..., And an Email

I go through the notifications first..., and immediately scramble of my bed.

"Girl, they posted it"

"Posted what?" she sits up with a confused look "And why are you pacing you're making me nervous"

"The fight with your trashy ex and when I pulled out my switch blade. Gosh I was so drunk when that happened" I mutter and run my hand through my messy hair before grabbing my pillow and and screaming into it.

"Yeah I'm checking the email next just in case they're about to expel me" I pick up my phone I threw in my bed before I started pacing "It was nice knowing you Brit. Goodbye to higher education. I can always work as a cashier at Starbucks" I whine as I open up the email

My stomach dropped immediately.

Miss Alina Carter,

Please report to Professor Hayes' office at 10:00 a.m.

Failure to attend is not advised.

I blinked

Then blinked again

The universe is playing a very cruel prank on me

Then I checked if the Email was real

"Brit"

She hums in response

"BRITTANY" I yell and she throws a pillow at me before glaring

"What is it now"

"Professor Hayes wants to see me"

She blinks as well before staring at the ceiling

"You're right. It was nice knowing you. I'll get a kitten and name it Alina when you're expelled and go to jail.

I throw the pillow back at her and she bursts into laughter

"Brit, it's not funny and by the way you sound like a dying engine" She stops laughing and glares at me before laying back down and pulling her blanket over her head "And before you're expelled, can you please make me coffee"

I close my eyes and look up at the ceiling

Fuck my life

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This ladies and gentlemen incase you don't remember is the third time I'm standing outside Hayes's office. At this point in my life, I'm convinced he hates me or actually wants me dead

And I didn't want to see him after how good he looked last night..., What am I saying he looks good all the time..., But that's not the point. I'm a hundred percent sure he saw the video or maybe he even saw me last night.

I cover my face with my hands before hesitantly knocking on the door.

"Come in"

His husky and deep voice called from inside and I blushed slightly

The effects of the alcohol haven't completely left my system it seems

I step in and leave the door slightly ajar just because something tells me that I don't want to be locked in here with him and always I mean always follow your gut

"Shut the door Alina"

Welp

I step back and close the door properly. "You wanted to see me sir" I mutter..., today was not the day to act like a smart ass seeing as there was a possibility I could be expelled.

He chuckled. The jackass actually chucked. "I'm not going to eat you..., non ancora"

My brain literally paused, one because Hayes speaking Italian was f*****g hot like I am sure I have said before especially with his top two buttons undone, a black tie hanging loose from his neck, his sleeves rolled up, his inky black, messy hair and glasses perched on his nose.

Arghhh. Why does he have to be so hot and so my type

And two because I'm sure I misheard what he said there's no way..., right?

"Sit" His deep, velvety broke through my thoughts and I found myself obeying instantly.

I blame the alcohol

I sat tensed as he flipped through a folder before looking up at me "I heard what happened last night"

This is it. This is were I'm going to be expelled or suspended for lack of conduct. Gosh my sister was going to kill me. I wish I could have told Brittany to get a ginger cat, that woold fit my personality the best..., and to bring it to visit every weekend in prison

(Non ancora: Not yet)