Veronica's Vendetta

VI - she has so many secrets

Caleb.

Harvard ensured most of its students lived on campus, in order to reduce cost, enact safety and most importantly, foster good relationships.

However, my dear friends decided they were simply too good for it. They would rather burn alive than live with over three hundred people in one of the Harvard houses, forced to eat and associate with them.

Alexander Windsor has a huge seventeen bedroom mansion in Boston, roughly ten minutes away from the university. It was given to him by one of his aunts for his 16 year old birthday. He had abandoned it, seeing no use for it until it was time to go to college.

That became the perfect solution for the twelve of us, our designated home for the four years we would be schooling at Harvard.

And even though I couldn't stand these people I call my friends, even though I didn't want to live with them, I had to. Alexander isn't someone who gives you a choice, he tells you do something and you do it, plain and simple.

"Coffee?" Allison whispers in my ear as she makes her way over to me on the couch in the large living room. She stands right behind me and snakes one hand around my chest, the other holds her two cups of coffee from Starbucks. Weird.

"You went to Starbucks?" I ask with disbelief. The Allison Williams I know would die before ever stepping foot in such a common place, especially at 6:00am in the morning. She adores exclusive things.

"Gods no. Sebastian just got back from his run, he got coffee for everyone" Well that makes sense. I nod and reach for the coffee, grateful for something to cure my intense hangover.

We got back from the party around 4:30am and I couldn't find it in me to sleep, most of us couldn't and we were now running on low fuel. How we managed to drive all the way here after such a night would forever fascinate me.

Classes began by 8:00am today, just a day after New Years and we thought it would be fun to crash here instead, rather than somewhere nearby. Dumb idea? Definitely.

I had known Allison since I was a toddler, our parents were close friends. Then again, same goes for the rest of my friends, excluding the ROYALS.

Those people on the other hand, I met in Harvard, and it was a shocking surprise. Even on different continents, we had heard of each other.

It became a silent battle of what group would be the one to conquer the university, neither was ready to bend the knee. So of course, a truce was made, the school was big enough for all of us anyway.

"So...tell me about this sudden girlfriend of yours" She continues, perching herself beside me on the couch, a smirk visible on her face.

I groan inwardly, Allison had been looking for a way to corner me about Veronica all through last night. Thankfully, her mood wasn't as sour as it had been.

I know of Allison's crush on me, I am not oblivious in any way. But I'm just not interested, not in her, not in anyone else, I expect her to know that. I mean I haven't had a girlfriend, or a fling, or even a sneaky link all my life.

The one girl I want to be with, the one girl I am irrevocably in love with, the one girl I desperately want to be mine belongs to another, she doesn't feel the same way and she could never be mine.

"What would you like to know?" I ask her, sipping my coffee tentatively.

"Is she good in bed?" She asks boldly, and I almost choke on the hot beverage.

"You know I'm celibate" I drawl out

"You really think I believe that?"

"I would expect you of all people to" I counte, staring her down, and silently referring to the time she made a pass at me a few months ago.

She had drugged me with the date rape drug at my lowest point in life. She took advantage of my weakness, making my senses and memory hazy. God only knows what would have happened if Yasmin Herrera hadn't stormed into the room we were that night, demanding she needed me.

The heiress dragged me out the room and drove me to her home before anything could ensue. It made me wonder if she knew about Allison's diabolical plan, or if she simply saw I was too wasted to carry on with the party.

"You are unbelievable" Allison hisses, huffing as she stands up and walks away, out to the patio where Hadiza is smoking.

Once I am done with my coffee, I saunter up the staircase and make my way to my room. Sprawled out my bed is an irresistible figure who is fast asleep, she is clad in one of my t-shirts which comes down to her knees. I had taken the liberty of changing her, figuring the skimpy dress she wore would be uncomfortable to sleep in. Her back is facing me from where I stand at the doorway, and she has the duvet all the way up to her neck.

Veronica Reed is certainly a force to be reckoned with. She has so many secrets, secrets that I would unravel one by one. There is clearly a reason why she was interested in becoming my girlfriend, and it is to snake her way into this friend group.

She could have gone for Lorenzo, or Rahim, but she probably decided I was the easiest way in. Rahim wouldn't give her the time of the day, and Lorenzo doesn't believe in staying with a girl for more than one night.

What concerns me heavily is how she found out about my personal issues, how does she know I am being forced to find a wife? If she really thinks that I believe she is only here for popularity, then she isn't as smart as she thinks she is.

She is here for another reason, and I would make it my mission to figure it out. But first, I would have to make her comfortable enough to let her guard down around me, study her and get her to trust me.

I need to get into her head and discover whatever secrets she may be hiding. Her arrival in my life is
definitely not a coincidence.