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Victor’s Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. “My clothes?”

“Did I fucking stutter?” Neo spits. “You wanna behave like your dick is bigger than everyone else’s. Let's see it.”

With shaky hands, Victor strips down. First his beer-stained tee shirt. When he undoes his belt buckle, I turn my head, not wanting to see what he’s about to expose.

When his belt clanks against the cement floor and everyone giggles, I’m inclined to look. I can’t help myself. I have to.

Oh my god!I cover my mouth, choking down my laughter. It’s not big at all. In fact, it’s the smallest penis I’ve ever seen in my life.

“You’ll remain naked in front of your fellow students for the duration of the ceremony.”

Victor folds his hands in front of him, cupping his penis with his chin to his chest.

“Now that we all know Victor’s cock is smaller than his ego, we can move on. Victor,” Neo says sternly, “you have a choice. Play the games and move up upon completion or remain a Rook for the rest of the month until the next Gathering.”

“I’ll pass, sir. I’ll fulfill my duties as a Rook,” Victor responds coyly.

“Okay,” I cut in, “can someone please tell me what the hell—”

“Excuse me,” Neo interrupts, his voice thick with distaste. “Did we say you could speak?”

My eyes practically bug out of their sockets. “Ugh, no. But the First Amendment did.”

Get a grip, Scarlett. Do not let them get to you.

“Keep your mouth shut until I ask you to speak.”

Nope. Can’t do it. I’m gonna fucking kill him.

“Now. Would you like to play, Scarlett?”

“No. Hell no. I’m not playing any games that you jerks make the rules to.”

The next thing I know, Neo is stalking toward me with a death glare. He grabs my arm, pulls me close, and seethes, “We’re not in Kansas anymore, princess. You wanna stay in this school, then you’ll do what we ask of you. Now, you become a Rook and earn your place just like everyone else or you earn it by playing.”

For the first time, Neo has instilled fear inside of me. It’s a strange feeling, but one I don’t care to explore any further. “What exactly do thesegamesconsist of?”

“Whatever we want.”

Neo pinches the skin on my upper arm before shoving it away and retaking his place in front of the crowd.

I rub the spot on my arm where his fingers were tightly clenched. “How long do they last?”

“They’re held over the course of one week.” Neo says, speaking to the crowd. “Could be in the middle of the night when you’re sleeping. Could be at a party when you least expect it.” He returns his attention to me. “This is a generous offer, considering first-year students work their way up for an entire month just to be Punks. We’re giving you the opportunity to join the Aces after only a week, Scar. I’d accept the offer.”

So it’s not even really a competition, just games we have to complete. It’s almost a simple choice. One week of some games over one month of pure hell at their hands…

Fuck it. If they wanna play, I'll play. Nothing they do can hurt me any more than they already have. I certainly won’t be their little bitch who’s waiting on them hand and foot. “Fine. I’ll do it.”

The guys all share a look, pleased with my response.

“Juniors who would like to take part, please step forward and Jagger will be around to collect your information and get waivers signed.”

Everyone watches, including me, as a handful of students step forward. Some who do, then step back. Some hesitate and finally move into line. After a minute, eighteen juniors are in line to play, three of which are girls. Only eighteen people want to forgo being a Rook for an entire month. It has me wondering if I made the wrong choice here tonight.

“There we have it.” Neo says, waving his hand toward the juniors. “Your next players in The Ladder Games.” He steps down and leans close, whispering in my ear, “We’ve got something special planned for you.”

ChapterSeven

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