Demesne

2

Everybody is different. Different circumstances, surroundings, people. 

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" And why would you think I want to?" I gulp. Scared that I just make him angry.

What happened exactly?

After my friends and I divided the task, we went to our next class this afternoon. The other candidates are from different departments, so they will ask them tomorrow. But, unlucky me... Xander (which is 2 years above us) usually hang around with his friends in the cafetaria gazebo near our building. So, we thought to  ask him as soon as possible. At least, if he refuse, it will not dragging us to the end.

My mind back to the situation I am in right now. Thank God he is alone. Nobody else will laugh at me. I try to calm myself down. He is a human just like me.

" This project is from Photography class. I heard you take this class last year. We are from the same department, so my friends and I as your juniors thought you would help us. This is just a quick interview and photoshoot, I swear!" I hurriedly explain. His eyes at me make my body cold. I don't want to die. I still have Melodie to buy me ChickyCheeze for a month.

It's not like I have never talk to him in the past. We take several courses last year. In my opinion, he is not bad. Me, and tens of other juniors all admire him. He is our top list student, for christ sake! But this is the our first conversation besides the usual pleasantries, me asking direction when I was still a freshmen, or the weather.

" What is your topic again?"

I begin to smile. There is a chance!!!

"The men on top of the mountain. You know how weird Prof. Sein is. So, he will give some strange topic. Hehe~" I just give a stupid grin. Our campus is Skymount University. So, you know what I mean. Prof. Sein is just want us to take pictures of some handsome men.

Xander just nod understanding. He seems thinking about it. He is not that cold to girls like the rumors. Well, yes we saw a few months back he just ignores some girls approaching him. But from a few classes together, he can work just fine with girls. Maybe it was misunderstanding? I don't know. It is not relevant to my life anyway.

" I don't know I can help. I am in my last year. Although this semester I still have some classes, I'm still often out of campus" He explain. My eyes got big. If anybody sees me I think they will saw my eyes bulge out of the socket. 

I shake my head fast, "It's okay. We just want to ask a couple of questions and a quick shoot on the hill. it will not take even a day " Please agree. Please agree. 

He nod smiling lightly at me. "Just give me the details later," He begin scribbling something on a piece of paper. "This is my number. You can text me. I have to go." He give me the paper and begin to take his belongings to his friends. Why didn't I realize they arrived?. Some of his friends pat his back and laughing at him. Some even looking at me weirdly with a grin. 

" Blair Watsons. The 2nd year beauty. What are your intentions to our god?" One of his friend asks me. I recognize him as Walter Simmons, one of Xander's friend. The other begin to ask me another questions as I just dumb struck standing still with the paper in my hand.

I come to my senses as Xander just take his friends away from me still laughing. "Don't take offense. They're just kidding". His friends still bantering as they walk away from the gazebo.

I look at his number and save it to my phone. Even his handwritings looks neat and perfect. 

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My parents are not  extremely rich like my uncle (Sean's father), but I think we're okay. They got me an apartment beside Sean's. Thank god our schedule is not the same or he will come to my apartment everyday to nag at me. 

I just throw my bag to the sofa and begin to reminisce this afternoon event. After texting my group chat with Mel, Selene, and Skylar that Xander (surprisingly) is agreeing, I went home. I'm actually still in shock that he agrees, to be honest. He is the god Xander. He is like the male protagonist who is perfect and handsome but cold hearted type. He is supposed to refuse our request, or give a weird type of demand from us. I just don't get it. Maybe he is not like those male protagonists? Maybe he is cold but nice like in the dreams? Or maybe he will act like those male protagonists if the female protagonist is the one who asks and not me?

I watch too many weird a*s drama. Blame Melodie for asking me to watch it with her. My phone rings. Before I could greet the other person, they already screaming at me.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN GOD XANDER AGREES? BLAIR, YOU BETTER NOT JOKING!!!" I take my phone away from my precious ear, "He is. I don't know how, but he actually agrees. He even give his phone number."

I think Selene snatch Mel's  phone because Selene is breaking my ear drum next," You did not do anything bizarre right? This is GOD XANDER we're talking about. Or... he gave us some freak sh*t to do? Did we have to do his assignments- Wait, he is our seniors and top rank student. He can do them better-"

I cut her off before they begin to speculate further, " Maybe he understood our pain? He is our senior after all. He already know every some strange task from our lecturers"

Skylar turn on the phone next, " I think that makes sense. But we are talking about Xander Novak. The 'God Xander'. Solid ice to women. Even he is not really nice to some guy as wel."

I just shrug even I know that they can't see me. " Maybe he is in a good mood. We actually saw him nice to some girls he worked with in a project. I think this is the same as that?" I'm not sure myself.

" Okay. Whatever his reasonings is, as long as he cooperate with us, I don't have any objections"

I can hear Melodie giggle, " Maybe this is a chance for us to ogle him. I can't believe this day would come" Selene and Skylar giggle too.

" Don't forget to ask the other candidates tomorrow though. I already done my part." I tell them. I can't hear their response as my phone dies. F*ck! I need my charger.

- A/N

Yes, the male protagonist is him. I want to be clear about that. There are some ideas in my head as to announce him. But -meh. This story is cliche in some ways.