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My classmates turn around in their seats and stare at me, and I toss my umbrella to the ground. Then I plop down in the first empty chair I see.
“Are you Scarlett Crane?” A pink-suited woman on stage calls. “Miss?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
“You’re thirty seconds late, Miss Crane.” She crosses her arms.
“I’m sorry…I got lost from my hotel, and then I—”
“Excuses aren’t acceptable at this level, Miss Crane.” She cuts me off. “I would expect that someone of your caliber would be the first to arrive here every day.”
A few people in the audience murmur in agreement.
“Every student in this auditorium is allowed one late arrival over the course of this entire program.” She’s glaring at me like she hates me already. “You’ve already used yours, so don’t ever let it happen again.”
The auditorium is so silent now that I can hear my eyes blinking.
“You’re assigned to Dorm Room E, Suite Seven,” she says, picking up a packet. “Pass this back to Miss Crane, please.”
The packet surfs back toward me, and I flip it open, taking out a keycard and a packet that holds the printed schedule for the next six months of my life.
For some reason, the earth doesn’t shift under my feet. No butterflies flutter in my chest. My heart beats its usual steady rhythm.
Deep down, I know that I’ve made the right decision to come here, but the excitement faded weeks ago.
Somewhere between the late nights of never-ending sex with Easton, our stolen kisses in dark hallways, and him begging me to change my mind, I’ve realized he was right about “space.”
I still long for him every minute, and I wish he was here.
Not only that, but the senior year milestones that I once scoffed about—the Spring Fling, the Senior Weekend, the Prom—are now things that I’m mourning.
Things I regret giving up.
Fuck…
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EASTON
“You look good in crimson red.” Scarlett smiles at me via FaceTime. “I think Alabama was about to lose their shit when they saw you bring out that hat for Florida.”
“I did that to build some suspense.” I return her smile. “I thought you weren’t going to pay attention to anything here at home.”
“I would never miss out on your signing day.” I pause. “Tully looked great in the background. Your coach seems to really like her.”
“A lot of people like her,” I say. “She’s very good at pretending to be charming.”
“She also good at making it look like y’all are happy together online.”
“Don’t you dare start that.” I shake my head, not wanting her to go there right now.
“Nothing’s changed, Scarlett.” I look into her eyes. “Except for our sleeping arrangement, unfortunately.”
Laying back in her bed and inhaling the scent on her sheets, I lower the camera so she can see my hardened cock.
“Youmake me happy,” I say. “But sadly, I’m left to handle this by myself every night because you refused to listen to my advice.”
She blushes.
