***********Tapping on the massive table in front of him, Duong's fingers went simultaneously while his other hand was filled with a glass of champagne. Patrick looked up to Duong who had chosen to remain silent for the past few minutes.The look on Duong's face remained unread as he continually stared, lost in thought. Patrick knew well enough what he was thinking, but decided not to bring the issue up. One of them was Dormos and every Ghista executive saw that confraternity as a huge problem to them.“She has been enrolled already?” Duong finally spoke up.“Yes, we have arranged everything, and she is settled in”“Good,” he remarked with a nod“ But why didn't you go for the other girl… Uhm” he tried to remember her name.“Aida? ““Yes that one”“I work with brains, not agility”“You never say that to the girls”“they don't need to know”The significance of that, Mr. Patrick proposed, was to have the girls as blindfolded as much they could. That had always worked.“Do you think, Dorm
Aanya was still trying to ascertain who in their right sense would play a piece of music that loud when the toilet door opened. A girl walked in with a toothbrush in her hand. Aanya's mouth dropped when her eyes caught hold of the girl. She was distinct, way distorted from the rest of the students, ranging from her strange pink punk hairstyle which was tattooed at the bald sides.Now, Aanya was sure that everyone in Jexs college was crazy! “Could my life get any worse?” that was the first thing that proceeded out of the girl's mouth as she stared at the both of them, glaring hard It took Aanya a while to realize that she was actually glaring at Stacey, not her. Stacey, on the other hand, had a grin on her face, and it seemed to piss Madison off the more.Madison already figured Aanya was her new roommate, judging from the luggage she carried, plus she did get a message from the counselor that she getting a new roommate, and she hated the idea. Seeing Stacey here made her more pissed
Aanya held the book to her chest as she made her way to her room. She just finished lectures, and it was hectic and stressful as usual, trying very hard to modify her brain to fit the complex topics taught by the lecturer. The pressure made her head slightly hurt.While walking, she passed a group of people and was about to make her way through when she heard her name mentioned. She turned to her side and her eyes caught Stacey amid numerous guys. Stacey had a cigarette on her lips. Did most students of Jex smoke? She asked inwardly.Stacey smiled at her, beckoning her to join her. Aanya thought against it for a while. The whole scene wasn't welcoming. Numerous (about 4) guys sat on the little stairway and Stacey in the middle. Their peering eyes bored holes into her, making her uncomfortable.She approached Stacey, as nervous as hell with her hand adjusting her hair to remove the strands that stuck to her face. A blonde with brown eyes, a Brunette with green eyes, a dark-skinned guy
It doesn't matter" he said. Somehow those words found a way of stabbing her hard in the chest. She didn't understand why she cared, why she wanted him to give a positive reply. She hated the way he answered like she didn't matter, and he was right though, she didn't matter. He looked at her whilst saying the words like he was waiting for her reaction, but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her hurt.*What did he even have with Madison anyway?* she thought inwardlyShe plopped on her bed and brought out her rule book. She had found it in her bag while packing and concluded her master made the orders for the book to be placed in her bag. Probably as a reminder of her basics.Amelia hadn't opened it since she unpacked, and it already felt like she was breaking a rule by not checking her rule book.Amelia ran her hands across the book cover. On it was written boldly, GHISTA RULES. She flipped the first page, lay back on her bed, and began to read. It was a total of 5
Aanya stared in frustration as Stacey kept rummaging through her box of clothes. The frown on Stacey's face was noticeable to Aanya. She held up one of Aanya's dresses and the frown hardened. She turned to Aanya giving her a 'are you serious' look. Aanya just shrugged, completely confused about the flaw of the dress Stacey held.“Now I know why you show up in school dressed like my grandma” Stacey blurted out and Aanya snickered.“I'm serious”“I don't know when we got so close for you to search through my stuff,” Anaya said as she snatched the dress off Stacey's hand. “This dress is perfect”. It was a dress every Ghost girl owned, and they wore it on special occasions. Like the selection event where executives from the outside world get to choose girls, they want to go with them. Master always assured the other girls that the selected girls were coming back, but it never happened, and the girls were too scared to ask about their whereabouts. Most of the girls feared and despised the
The loud music could be heard clearly from where Aanya stood with Stacey beside her. Stacey continually moved her head to the rhythm of the song, while Aanya remained nervous as hell. *What have you done, Aanya?*. Her subconsciousness kept screaming at her. She knew she would be dead if her master called her in such a loud environment. He would figure out she was at a party and she would be as good as dead.She kept on playing with her fingers as she walked amid some people who loitered outdoors. The way they stared at her, most especially the guys, made her uncomfortable and she started to think if there was something wrong with her outfit. Stacey was already in party mode and she wasn't paying attention to Aanya's discomfort.They finally approached the building, and as soon as Stacey flung the door open, Aanya squinted her eyes as the loud music evaded its way harshly into her ears. She didn't know who the Derek guy was, but she concluded he was very popular, judging from how crowd
*******“Who were you talking to?” That statement made her soul almost leap out of her body. She knew that voice, and she was going to be in big trouble if at all he heard the conversation she had with her master.With her heart in her throat, she turned around to face him. There he was, looking at her intently with suspicion visible on his countenance. Mr. tattoo guy, she swallowed hard, pressing her lips together nervously as their eyes locked. He walked away from where he stood over and came closer to her with his peering eyes not leaving her body. Her brain was blank. She couldn't come up with anything at that moment. She didn't want what happened with Xavier to repeat itself with Alex. “Nothing,” she snarled at him. You couldn't blame her for the harshness in her voice as she spoke. He earlier said she didn't matter. For some reason, it got to her, and she hadn't stopped thinking about it since he said it.“You were talking to someone?” he asked. It was as
***'Calm down, Aanya, it's not a big deal"Aanya tried to convince herself as she paced in the hallway. It was empty and dead silent with her being the only one there. It was so quiet that her footsteps echoed anytime she made a stride. It was her fault, she barely had any sleep last night thanks to the scenario that had an awful timing. The lecturer wasn't hearing any of it. He asked her to leave without an atom of consideration. Now she was out in the hallway, feeling guilty as hell. She slipped on the wall she was resting on and fell to the floor, placing her head on her knee, praying that the lecturer would end fast enough, then Stacey could come out, and they would leave.It was amusing how she was practically waiting for Stacey. If this happened a few days back, she would thank God for providing a way of escape from annoying Stacey, but it was different this time.Stacey wasn't her friend, she tried to convince herself. She was just a fun partner. T