Page 9 of Long Live the King


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Thayer and I exchange a quick look.

“What?” Sixtine asks

“Oh, nothing. We’ve just led very different lives.” I say, laughing easily.

She blushes in response. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be, it’s fascinating.”

She points to our left. “There are golf carts available to take you across the estate. Stations are located on the northern, eastern, western, and southern points of the property. And just in front of us — finally, right? It’s a hike and a half to get here — anyway, those are the dorm buildings. You’ll probably hear people refer to this area as ‘the pen’.”

Four buildings stand before us, two on either side of the road. Five stories tall, made of red brick and covered in the same ivy as the welcome gates, the pen gives off the same old money vibes as the rest of the property. Sixtine parks the car in front of the second building on the left and jumps out.

“Voilà! This’ll be your home for the next year.” She says, extending her arms up above her head.

“I think our suite is going to be nicer than my apartment back home.” Thayer muses.

“I realized that whenthe stableswere the first thing Six pointed out on this school tour.”

Sixtine laughs as she escorts us up the elevator to the fourth floor and down the hallway before swiping her phone in front of the door and throwing it wide open.

“Shut the fuck up.”

Thayer’s the one who speaks but she takes the words right out of my mouth. The door opens into a large living space dominated by an open kitchen with the latest appliances. An island with four gold and burgundy stools separate the kitchen area from the living room. Looking at it, I know that’s where I’ll be living. I can imagine myself curled up with a good book on the plus chair in the corner, or laying on the couch laughing with the girls as we watch Love Island.

“There’s two bedrooms down that hallway,” Six says, pointing towards a small hallway with three doors. She turns and points in the other direction where a matching hallway with doors awaits. “And two others on that side. Those are for the two of you, we thought you’d like room next to each other. That last door is your shared bathroom. We have one on our end as well.”

“You’re so thoughtful, thanks for making us feel so welcome.” I say with another hug.

“Seriously. You’ve been amazing, Six!”

The front door opens as I pull back from the hug.

“Are we best friends already?” The girl who walks in asks with a small smile.

“Never without you.” Six replies, fake aghast.

“Better not.” She gives a small wave in our direction as she sets down the heavy shoulder bag she walked through the door with. “Hey guys, I’m Nera.”

Nera is hands down one of the most beautiful and best dressed people I’ve ever met, and I try desperately to tamp down the absolute girl crush threatening to send cartoon hearts shooting out of my eyes when I look at her.

Once again I metaphorically shake a raised fist at the sky, cursing the fact that I don’t like women.

Poker straight, thick black hair falls down her shoulders and past her breasts. She’s got striking, heavy-lidded ink black eyes that power an intense gaze, combined with a small nose and thick lips.

She’s wearing a black, short-sleeved turtleneck that hugs her body. Cutouts around the shoulder add an asymmetrical element and a silver ring holds the neck piece to the rest of the shirt. She’s combined it with bright orange cargo pants and black Prada combat boots. I remember lusting after those during a particularly intense session of fake online shopping. I pretend to shop like I would if I were a millionaire, adding thousand dollar items to my cart like they’re nothing, but never checking out. It’s very therapeutic on a bad day.

“I’m Thayer, she’s Bellamy.”

“Sorry I couldn’t come get you, I was at the gym. My new coach is an asshole, but that’s a whole other story.” She heads into the kitchen and opens the fridge. “We have beer. Do you guys want to order a pizza and we can make it a night?”

“Sure.”

“Pizza and beer night is a thing here too. Bellamy, I’m never going home.” Thayer says, splaying a hand across her chest dramatically.

“It’s a relief, really. I half expected her to bring out champagne and caviar with how things have been going.”

Nera reaches into the fridge with an easy laugh and pulls out both items, one in each hand. “I thought I’d ease you guys into the caviar, but if you’re ready say the word.”

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