Sins at St Joseph's Academy: A Reverse Harem High School Bully Romance (The Fallen Book 1) by MV Ellis

Author:MV Ellis [Ellis, MV]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Other Shoe Productions
Published: 2021-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Blake

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It’s Sunday afternoon, which is fast becoming my favorite time at school. The place is pretty much a ghost town, which dramatically reduces my chances of more run-ins with Zeph or any of The Fallen, which I’m thankful for.

As much as Zeph is a walking health hazard to me, there’s a vibe they all give off, which, if I’m honest, scares me a little. Or a lot, depending on who it is, and when and where I encounter them. I guess when I really think about it, it’s an ever-present air of danger... or volatility... or menace. Like everything is only okay in their presence until it’s not.

Come to think of it, I haven’t seen the crazy twins, or Jazzy, or the rest of the Hoes, today either. I guess everyone’s still feeling wrecked from the night before. I don’t know what it’s like to be so fucked up that the rest of the next day is a total write off, but that seems to be the norm around here. As much as the teaching faculty turn a blind eye to the kids’ nocturnal activities, they equally seem to conveniently ignore the fact that the place is full of the walking dead every Sunday, and sometimes even into Monday.

The one “great” thing about being the child of a raving alcoholic is the fact that I hardly ever have more than a drink or two. The idea of being out of it, and out of control, scares the ever-loving shit out of me. Seeing what my dad can be like in that state has been an excellent deterrent, in the worst possible way.

Instead of sleeping off the comedown, like just about everyone else in the school, I head to the library to spend the day the same way I spend every spare moment when I’m not studying—trying to find out where my mom could be, or what the fuck can have happened to her. Most importantly, trying to figure out how the hell I can go about proving that her disappearance isn’t just a case of abandonment.

I do most of my research on my laptop, but I like to do it in the privacy of the library to avoid the risk of Geneva looking over my shoulder and seeing something I don’t want her to, then having to explain what I’m doing, or, more accurately try to lie to her to cover up what I’m doing.

Not that misleading her would be a first—when I finally found her to leave the party, I brushed off her enquiring glances, telling her I’d been delayed looking for my purse, which technically was only a partial lie.

I had been looking for my purse when I accidentally fucked the absolutely worst possible person in the world to screw in the laundry—or anywhere, for that matter, and then fooled around with his best friend.

The ride home from the party was weird, the more I think about it, especially because Geneva quietly nodded her acceptance of my admittedly lame explanation for going AWOL without another question, or even a raised eyebrow.

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