Lies and Pranks
I actually didn't have a class. I had lied to my mother. I hated being around her and I hated her presence.
It was rough and probably mean to say it but she always tried to make me bend to her will. After, my father had left, she wanted me to grow up and get married to a rich guy.
Maybe she was trying to live her life through me or something.
I walked across the campus and the trees whispered as a gusty summer breeze blew through the quadrant. Students lingered about, probably waiting for their classes or something.
My dorm room that I shared with Eloise sat on the west side of the campus. Funnily enough, boys and girls did share Dorm rooms, most of them ended up being couples though. I found myself climbing up the stone steps and opening the battered door to my Dorm wing.
Inside it was like any other Dorm house. Posters hung on the hallway way halls, reminding us to practice safe sex and people had thrown flyers to various clubs and parties on the wall.
It literally looked like a poster bomb had exploded. I climbed the stone steps until I reached my floor.
Number 17.I grabbed my keys and slid it into the lock. "How hey Avery!" Someone called out.
I turned my head and a black headed figure came towards me, from down the hall. "Hey Bell" I said.
"You weren't here last night?" She said more like a question.
"Ah no, I was over at my aunts" I replied, smiling.
"Oh how is she?" Bell asked.
Isabelle was the other person in my life who knew everything about me. We went to middle school together. "She's great, working tons though" I said.
Bell nodded. "Tell her I said hello" she said smiling and moving past me.
"Will do!" I called out as she descended the stairs.
She waved goodbye and I finally turned the key. I opened the door and threw my bag onto my bed. Posters of several bands and fandom's decorated our room.
My Chemical Romance, Peirce The Veil and Black Veil Brides stared back at me from Eloise's side of her room. She never really got over her black music stage.
Which was totally fine because I did like some songs.
But indie artists stared at us from my side of the room. Michl, Jaymes Young, Ruelle, Oh Wonder, Ed Sheeran and even snuck in a few posters of Twenty One Pilots and even All Time Low.
I had a secret 5 Seconds of Summer poster too.I walked over to my desk, flipping into the chair and booting up the computer.
Things had gone pretty crazy and I just wanted some downtime.Google popped up and my hands floated above the keyboard.
Lukas Paxton
Several social medias showed up before links to the billionaire son list. I moved the mouse and clicked on it.
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Mr Bad Boy is a Billionaire ✔
Teen Fiction❇❇❇ Avery Jenkins is a college disaster. She's barely passing her grades and she thinks boys are a waste of time and there's no decent men left. Until she runs into three handsome college bad boys. Lukas Paxton is practically royalty, his father ow...