Chapter Twenty-One

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**Austin's P.O.V**

Charles stare at me and I stare back. I promised Karen I would get her a spot in this program and I'm a man of my word. After reading her writing she did when signing up, I felt like she belonged here. I remembered how happy she was when I made that promise and imma make sure she's working side by side with me.

I mean with us.

No one speaks.

"Where did you get that from?" Brandon asked. "I thought Mr. Bowman took the files of the new comers."

"I interviewed some myself," I lied. "He came late so I took over."

If I was to tell them why I want her in this program, they would all turn on me; claiming that I'm just putting my feelings on top.

Feelings for what? Her?

I wanna smack some sense into myself. My feelings for her is neutral.

Lies

Fine..... a little over.... But like I said. Her writing was just caught my attention.

"She joining," I state. "And you all can meet her if-"

"I think we all know who she is, right Charles?" Xavier looks over at Charles with a grin on his face. "Tell him how such good friends you guys are."

Charles stares daggers at me and I look between them two.

What the hell is he talking about?

Xavier looks at me. "How about you tell Charles here how you two met. We all want to know since she is joining. Tell us why you REALLY chose her."

"Because of her files." I pick up the Vanilla envelope. "She wrote about her love for-"

"She's not joining," Charles cuts me off. He takes two steps and stands in front of the desk. We look each other in the eye. "And I don't wanna hear her name coming from your mouth again."

Anger flares up inside of me. "She's joining if I say she's joining. And if you don't like it, you can take your ass back down stairs and check yourself out permanently."

Xavier let's out a laugh. "All of this over a girl." He stands and walks over towards us. "Austin, meet Karen's boy friend Charles. Charles, meet Karen's future husband." He roars with laughter.

My heart freezes and everything happened in slow motion. His fist goes to swing and I Dodge the hit; my fist connecting with his jaw. He stumbles back in shock and we all watch. Blood stains his white T-shirt and anger takes over.

He charges me and Brandon grabs hold of his arms. They both struggle with each other and I stand my ground.

Boy friend?

I stare at him. He tries to fight off Brandon, but his grip is too strong.

She chose him?

Words play over and over again in my head.

He took her away from you.

Your just gonna stand there?

Coward......

Her boyfriend.....






DO SOMETHING!!!!!



I storm over towards him and swung.

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