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“Thank you.” I let my gaze travel down the page, matching the days of the week with times and where I’m supposed to be.
I notice something. “Umm…is this the full schedule.”
She looks at me like she’s thinking ‘haven’t you left yet.’ “Of course, it is.”
I pinch my lips and frown down at it. My lessons consist of orientation, English Literature, art, sociology, and history. Where’s the math and science?
I thought this place was supposed to have one of the best educations money could buy. Hell, for the amount of money people are spending to attend here, surely they should have a basic core curriculum. Plus, didn’t Nataniele say Domenic was majoring in math?
“Don’t you have mathematics and science classes?”
She glances up at me. “Of course, we do.”
“They’re not on my schedule.”
She snorts. “There’s a reason for that. Now, get to class or you’ll be late.”
I’m not going to be late; I have plenty of time, but I do have to find my first class, and I don’t know how long that’s going to take.
It takes longer than I’d hoped to find the classroom for the first lesson of the day. By the time I arrive, I’m flustered and stressed again. This whole morning has put me on edge, and it’s not even nine a.m. yet. I choose a seat, but I’m clammy and shaky from all the stress.
I have to be careful not to get too upset or anxious or it can trigger me to get sick. Men are a health hazard to me, and I should avoid them at all costs. After the amount of stress and anxiety I’ve gone through over the past twenty-four hours, I’m surprised I’ve not been ill. I need to be careful.
Domenic won’t be easy to stay away from, since we live right by one another and our parents are now together, but the other two, I can try to steer clear of.
I check the time and see I have at least another fifteen minutes before class starts. I’ll nip into the restrooms and make sure I don’t look a red, sweaty, stressed mess before I meet the rest of the class.
I find the bathroom located down the hall.
Once the door closes behind me and the cool water of the faucet runs over my wrists, I relax a little.
Staring at my pink-cheeked reflection, I will my hot flush away.
The door creaks open, and my heart sinks as Domenic saunters into the room.
“This is the girl’s room, Dom. You can’t be in here.”
He comes right up to me, standing behind me, his arms bracketing me as he stares at us both in the mirror.
“My father runs this place, and I can go anywhere I like.”
He bends down and slowly and deliberately runs his nose up the side of my throat, inhaling.
I freeze as my body trembles on high alert.
What do I do now?
Chapter 8
Mackenzie
I have two choices, fight or flight. Freezing like this is not an option.
“Domenic, I need to go to class.”
His gaze burns into mine in the mirror as he watches me like a hawk hunting the tiny mouse in the field. “No, you don’t. Class doesn’t start yet.”
“I, erm, I want to get there early.”
