For the past year, 18 year old Camille has been getting away with four hours of sleep, a nine hour school day and an eight hour work day overnight. That is until her three teachers and a mystery guy walk into her diner one night.
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"So in exchange for membership here, you will keep Zoe away," Josh clarifies next to me.
We're sat in the main office of the fight club, opposite Noah and Oscar.
They have looked uncomfortable ever since they found out their teachers run the exact exclusive fighting club they have been angling to be invited into for months.
Originally, we had completely ruled out the thought of having Camille's brothers be in the illegal club.
However, now we can use their memberships to our advantage.
"Why are you guys getting involved in Cami and Zoe? It's just a cat fight that will blow over," Oscar shrugs, looking to his brother for support. Noah glances at him before staring straight ahead, visibly intimidated by the glare Luka is giving him from the corner of the room.
A cat fight?
Mon dieu, ces garçons sont stupides.
(My god, these boys are stupid.)
"We have a," Zander pushes himself off the wall and walks to the end of the desk, leaning over it with his palms resting on the wood, "vested interest in Camille."
Both Noah and Oscar looks between the four of us, dumb looks dawning their faces.
Jesus, they're really going to need someone to spell it out for them.
Josh looks to me in exasperation and I bite back my smirk.
"She's our girl," Luka interrupts me as I open my mouth.
Subtle, Luka.
Real subtle.
The twins blink in shock, eyes darting between all of our faces as they digest the information.
Noah opens his mouth to say something but clamps it shut as doubt dissolves his new-found confidence.
"Just to be clear," Oscar clears his throat, feigning authority, "you're talking about Camille, right?"
Josh groans in despair, and I can see Luka clenching his fists in the corner of my eye.
"Yes," Zander grits out, his patience evidently wearing thin.
"You know it's illegal for a teacher to date their student," Oscar points out the obvious.
"You're signing up to an illegal fighting group that we run and you're worried about our actions being above board?" Josh tilts his head at them, his voice heavy with amusement.
"Oh yeah," Noah mutters as Oscar nudges him in the arm.
They look to each other, seeming to have a secret twin conversation.
"Okay, we'll keep Zoe away," Oscar nods his head.
Thank fuck for that.
Luka and I leave Josh and Zander to sort out the paperwork for the twins, setting up their membership within the club.
