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I went to bed smiling for the first time since I got to St. Ailbe’s.
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The next morning, I was already dressed and ready to go on my date-ish thing with Dastien when Meredith stumbled sleepily into my room.
I clicked off my music. “Sorry. Didn’t meant to wake you?”
She waved me off and mumbled something incoherently.
I wore a flowy, short purple skirt and a grey tank top with flying little black birds printed across the front. “What do you think?” I said as I ran my hands down the skirt.
“About?”
“My outfit?”
“Are you going somewhere?”
I lifted my chin up. “Yes.”
“Really?” She yawned and curled up on my unmade bed. “Mr. Dawson lifted the jail-time?”
“Kind of. Dastien is taking me to the bookstore. Mr. Dawson said Dastien would be held responsible for me.”
Meredith laughed. “Wow. So. You and Dastien.”
“Kind of.” I couldn’t stop the blush from spreading. “I guess. We’re taking it slow. Very slow.”
She jumped and swung me into a hug. “This is so exciting. Were we right? About the mate thing?”
“It’s weird that you can just pick me up like that.” I tapped her shoulder and she put me down. “And ix-nay on the ate-may. That word is now verboten. Freaks me out.”
“Ha! Every girl here would kill for the connection that you guys have. Including me. So mate. Mate. MATE.”
I stuck my fingers in my ears and sang loudly as she talked.
She waved her hand in my face. “Okay. I’m over it.” She looked me up and down. “And yes. Cute and casual.”
A knock came from my door. “Come in,” I said.
Dastien opened the door and leaned against the doorjamb. “You ready?”
My mouth went dry as I took him in. Well-worn jeans hung low on his hips. His white T-shirt had a bright colored map on it that looked almost like the London Underground but wasn’t. I wanted to get a closer look but he distracted me with his smile.
Shit. He could lean against things so well. I cleared my throat. “What’s on your shirt?”
He started to blush a little. “It’s a bus map. For Westeros.”
“You read George RR Martin?”
He grinned.
Why did we have so much in common? It was weird. “Let’s go,” I said as I tugged on a pair of gloves.
“You two crazy kids have fun,” Meredith called after us.
“Goodbye, Meredith,” Dastien said as he closed the door.
“God he’s hot,” Meredith said from behind the door.
