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me as she shoved the tray into my

threatening to spill, but I steadied them. This was my first night at the club, an

ut overw

cigarettes, the bass of the music thumped against my skull

sickly sweet scent of alcohol. Men lounged in plush booths,

n, determined not

ay eyes followed me. It wasn't because of my uniform, it was because of my hair. The silver

11, a group of four me

I said, carefully set

half-unbuttoned shirt, barely glanced at me be

y, but I kept my expression neutra

me lazily, his eyes droopy. "What's with the hair?

rrassment. I fought the urge to snap back. I was used to pe

I muttered, stepping ba

g up his drink. "You look lost in thoughts,

I didn't spill

? K

ned on my heel and walked away

rasa, he's n

lia smirked at my re

ing the empty tray down

d down the counter. "You'll get used to i

and grabbed

t how sore my feet were from walking out. Occasionally, I caught glimpses of the stage; women da

something like that made

d outside, the cool night air hit me, and I let

ands as she walked out, her hair pu

a word. When I opened it,

ch, but it w

s my

bie as I walked into class, my

om the previous night seemed to settle on me. The teacher droned on, her voice blending

ned

I hadn't seen him today and I had found myself peeking about the

rasa. Snap

to think of a way to get my shit together so I would survive my years here. Mrs Lyra's w

s Dr

sharp gaze was locked onto me, t

ned. "Uh

can enlighten us. What was the key

d was

h

I scrambled to remember anything, anything at all, but my br

uh

coughed lightly, her lips barely moving

ghts movement?" I turned to look at Elara

hing. "At least you were listening to something,

ing lower into my seat

side, but it wasn't mocking

ss myself but it didn't mean anything, she was just like the oth

I grabbed my bag and tri

ey

ed and

that I envied. Unlike most of the students here, she wasn't dressed like she had a designer sponsor; just jeans, sneak

iced you yesterday when you b

ue eyed boy?" I asked hopefully a

it cheery. "The blue eyed boy

sure where t

re's a party toni

, confuse

ng for new students. Ever

"I don't real

d, "but skipping it will ju

initely would. Still, something about it felt... off

n't k

u hate it, leave. Also the blue eyed boy wi

I wasn't sure I co

d in my head. Find an all

ut she was the first person to talk t

though?" I foun

come for the party and I'll tell you after

I muttered.

Good. I'll text

haled sharply, already

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