Love and War, Britta Irene [red novels .TXT] 📗
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- Author: Britta Irene
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I can’t believe that I am actually sitting here, in the office of Dr. Brake, or otherwise known as the headmaster of St. Patrick’s Permanent School for Young Men. [weird name, right?]
“Sorry for the wait, Mr. Grant. I had to deal with some behavior problems,” said Dr. Brake as he walked in. He was glaring out through the window into the lobby. I turned around and saw the hottest guy ever arguing with the secretary. He had black hair that was long for a boy, but not too long. From here, I could tell that his eyes were a piercing blue. The secretary threw her hands up in defeat and the boy walked out triumphantly. I wonder what that is all about.
Dr. Brake cleared his throat. “As I was saying Mr. Grant,” he said, demanding my attention, “we are very pleased to have you here at St. Patrick’s.” he was shuffling through something, what I presumed to be my file. “It looks like you are good to go. I will have somebody come down and show you around the school.” He waved me off and turned to his computer. Before I walked out, I could see that he was on an online dating website. Nice.
Before I go any further, let me explain. I am a girl. I was playing truth or dare with my best friends Krissy, Shelby, and Jessie. My twin brother, Kyle, walked in and wanted to play. One thing led to another and long story short, I am at an all boys’ boarding school for a while and him at an all girls’. Whoever makes it through the longest without calling home or each other gets 150 bucks. Who wouldn’t do it?
I walked out of the headmaster’s office. The secretary looked up at me. “jus’ a minute, darlin’. Lemme finish this email.” She said in a thick country accent smacking on gum. I took a seat in one of the chairs, adjusting my corset on the way. That stupid thing is really tight. And too add to that, my wig was itching.
“Okay, Hun, lemme call down to your roommate. He’ll come show ya around. Lemme see... oh my.” I looked up at her. She looked sorry for me. Why was that? “Send down James Abernathy please.” She listened for a minute. “Well, I don’t care if he just got back to your class. Send him down. His roommate is here.” She hung up the phone before any more protests could come out of the other end.
She started humming to herself some country song. I, personally, am not a big fan. But I guess whatever makes you happy, right?
“Diane, if you were just going to call me back down here, why even let me go?” someone asked in a mocking voice. It was the boy that I saw earlier. He’s my roommate? Well, this should be fun.
“You walked out. I told you to wait a minute. And it is Ms. Conner to you, James.” The secretary replied harshly. She really must not like this kid.
“Whatever. What do you need me for? Wanted to see my handsome face again?” he asked with a smirk. I was really starting to not like this guy, and I haven’t even talked to him yet. I mean, what kind of jerk talks like that to an adult?
Ms. Conner blushed. “n-no,” she stuttered,” you have a new roommate. It is your responsibility to show him around the school. And for dear’s sake James, do not show him the wrong way to class. Or your room. Be polite. If I hear that you played some kind of prank on him, I will personally watch you as your scrub the school squeaky clean with your toothbrush.” Wow. That is the meanest thing that I have heard her say.
”Diane, do you really think I would do that? Innocent me? I am shocked.” He said, feigning hurt.
“Ms. Conner and yes, I think you would. Now go. I have seen enough of you today.” She dismissed him with a wave of her hand. Her turned and looked at me. Then he started walking off.
“You coming?” he asked, without even turning around. I picked up my bag, and shuffled after him.
“Just so you know, I know everything and I am not going to be your tour guide forever. I am going to show you the basics, then you are on your own, got it? Good. Now that we have that settled, here is the library. There is the lunchroom that way. The gym is down that hall and through those double doors. Dorms are that way, and class rooms this way. Let me see your schedule so I can show you where your classes are.” He snatched it out of my hand. He looked over it briefly, and frowned. “Why do you have the same exact schedule as me?” he glared/growled. “Well?!” he asked, clearly irritated.
I deepened my voice before I answered. “I don’t know. I’m new here, remember? You’re supposed to be the one that knows everything.” I sneered. He just glared at me even more.
“Fine, but if you even acknowledge me in any of the classes, you will regret that you were even born.” With that he turned on his heel and started walking towards the dorms.
“I thought you said that you were going to show me my classes.” I yelled at his back.
“Well, since we have the same schedule, why even bother? You can just follow me 10 feet behind so nobody sees us.” I threw back. Harsh.
We went through a courtyard and into a building that looks like some huge mansion. He led me through these huge doors and to an elevator. We went all the way to the twelfth floor. He led me towards the end of the hallway and unlocked a door. I was amazed about what was inside.
Right when you walked in was like a big lounge. It had a huge flat screen TV, and a big leather couch. Sprawled across the floor was beanbags and game controllers, consoles, and cases. There was a shelf about 6 feet high filled with movies. He walked into the next room, and there was a little kitchen, with a sink, a dishwasher, a fridge, some cabinets and an oven. Off to the side was a bathroom. Down a little hallway led to the bedroom. It had two full size beds, two desks, two dressers, and another bathroom. This place was amazing. Way better than the dinky apartment I was used to.
“That’s your bed there. And your desk. Keep out of my stuff. Last guy who went through my stuff, well if he was still here, you wouldn’t be.”
“y-you killed him?!” I panicallly asked. He busted out laughing.
“Man, did you know that gullible isn’t in the dictionary? Seriously. What I meant was that he lives on the first floor now. You’re an idiot.”
I didn’t realize what I was doing until it happened, but I slapped him. Hard. He stopped laughing and looked at me with eyes so cold, that I thought I would freeze.
“Do you think that you are so tough that you can beat me? Oh, it’s so on.” He sneered. He lunged at me, but I am fast. I knocked him over and he landed on his stomach.
“Don’t ever try to punch me again.” I growled into his ear. I was sitting on top of him. That’s what happens when you mess with someone whose best friend took taekwondo and they wanted to make sure that you would never be undefended. Thank you, Krissy.
I hopped off of him and started unpacking my things. I was almost done when I heard him ask “are you gay?” I spun around. Insulted before I could say anything, he was talking again. “I mean your small, have the face of a girl, shave your legs, and walk like a girl. Seriously, are you gay?”
“No! I am Not gay! Just because I am smaller that you makes you think that I am gay? Or are you secretly hoping that I am so that we can have a forbidden romance thing go on?” I asked. Man, what a letdown for him when he learns I’m really a girl... no. that will not happen.
He looked angry. “NO I do NOT want a gay relationship. Because I have had 10 girlfriends. In the past month.” He was turning red
“How do I know that’s not your cover-up? Anybody can say or do that just to prove that they aren’t when deep inside they are lusting after their best friend’s brother.” He opened his mouth to say something, but then turned around and stalked off. I heard the TV turn on.
“What a loser.” I said to nobody in particular. I unpacked the last of my things and decided to take a shower. I brought my clothes in with me. After I got out, I brushed my teeth and went out to the kitchen and searched the pantry. Oh. My. Gosh. PEANUT BUTTER COOKIES! I grabbed the whole package and flopped down on the couch, next to a half asleep James.
“Those are my peanut butter cookies.” He mumbled. I shrugged and continued eating them. He sighed and got up to get a jug of milk and two glasses. He sat down next to me and poured me some milk and then him some. Together we finished off the whole package.
“Now, either you have to make more, or buy more. And the store is 20 miles away.” He sneered. Again, I just shrugged and got up. I went into the kitchen and got out the peanut butter, some sugar, and an egg.
“What are you doing?” he asked walking up behind me.
“Well, you said to either make more, or buy some. And since I don’t have any money or refuse to go to the store in the middle of the night… or 10 o’clock anyway.” I said. He just nodded and watched me make the cookies. Twenty minutes later, I took them out of the oven and stuffed one into my mouth, right off the pan.
“Yummy.” I said to myself. I was very pleased with my accomplishment.
“Let me try one.” James grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes widened in praise. “These are amazing. Like, better than the Keebler kind! Are you sure you’re not gay? Because you sure don’t cook like you are straight.” That sent me over the edge. I snatched the cookie away from him and threw it in the trash. Then, I picked up the tray and went running into our room. I slammed the door in his face and locked it.
He banged on the door with a very strong force. “What the hell?! Why did you take my cookie! What gives you the right? And common! I was just kidding! It was supposed to be a complement! Sort of…” he trailed off. Then he started beating harder.
“That is NO complement! You called me gay just because I can cook!” I managed to say, through t mouthful of cookies. I heard him stomp away, and then the door slam. I ran over to the window and a few minutes later, I saw him with a group of friends load up into a car and leave. Oh well. I decided to take this time to snoop through his things. I learned a lot.
*his favorite band is Black Veil Brides but listens to all kinds of music
*His little sister looks up to him [she is so cute!]
*loves dogs, whether
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