The Academy by Quinn Anderson

The Academy by Quinn Anderson

Author:Quinn Anderson [Anderson, Quinn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2018-06-14T16:00:00+00:00


Now that Nick had something to look forward to, time flew. Though it could also have been because Dr. O’Connor was right: he really was getting used to life at the Academy.

He ate in the dining hall, studied in the library, and tried to hit the gym at least twice a week. When he woke up in his attic dorm room to sunlight streaming through the windows, it felt normal. More normal than anything had in a long time. It wasn’t home, yet, but he was starting to believe it might feel that way one day.

As the week passed, one thing failed to change: he still snatched up his phone every time he got a notification, expecting it to be Sebastian. It never was, and Nick had no idea why. Intentional or not, Sebastian had once again made himself a mystery.

By the time classes ended on Friday, and Nick was due to make his way to Dante’s apartment, he was debating if he should ask about Sebastian after all. Either the guy was busy, or he was blowing Nick off in a big way. Nick had known people who were bad at texting back before, but this was ridiculous.

Whenever Nick went back and reread the texts Sebastian had sent him—which he did more often than he cared to admit—he couldn’t believe this was the end. Not this sad, pathetic whimper.

There was never anything tangible between you. You’ve got to stop acting like you got dumped.

He stopped by his room to drop off his books and get ready to go to Dante’s. Deen supervised, excited as a puppy. From his seat on Nick’s bed, he shouted fashion advice in a voice that was pitched a whole octave higher than his usual sweet tenor. It was as if he’d been invited as well.

“You can’t wear that,” Deen said as Nick reached for a rumpled flannel shirt. “Pick something nicer.”

“We’re studying, not going to prom.” Nick dropped the shirt anyway. “No need to dress up.”

“Sweet, naïve Nickolas.” Deen clucked his tongue. “Did you learn nothing in high school? You don’t show up to hang out with the cool kids looking like a nerd. You have to dress for the social standing you want. Plus, Dante always dresses to the nines, and if you’re not careful, he’ll embarrass you just standing next to you. You should wear the outfit Sebastian gave you.”

Nick froze with one hand buried in his laundry pile. “No way.”

“Oh, come on. The clothes are yours, and they look great on you. Don’t let them go to waste.”

“I can’t, Deen. It’s the principle of the matter.”

“Why, though? I get that Sebastian pissed you off, but he’s not gonna be there. You can swear Dante to secrecy. Sebastian will never know you wore it.”

Damn. That was a good point. But Nick was nothing if not stubborn. “I’d know, and that’s enough for me.”

Deen sighed. “Sebastian must’ve really done a number on you. So, what? Did he break your heart or something?”

Nick almost fell over.



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