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"Welcome to The Riot Club."
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The Riot Club is a Bullingdon club located in Oxford. 10 current members, host meetings. All attend Oxford University.
The club is in memory of young Lord, Ryot who was st...
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The car finally stopped and we stepped out to join the other boys and they adjusted their ties, shook their hair and breathed out smoke.
I inhaled a little bit of smoke past Alastair and he grinned at me as I silently choked. That bastard.
I rolled my eyes and Harry smirked at me. He, for some reason, loved my mean side.
George was seen a couple of metres away, talking with a farmer. The farmer was old and they were deep in conversation.
A black car approached and it's tires screeched.
James walked out sleekly, with his usual dark sunglasses on.
"George!!" he yelled.
George quickly greeted the farmer a goodbye and came running back to us.
I looked around at them and they each wore identical suits. My dress just about matched in with their colours.
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The photographer arrived and Dimitri put down a freaking sword on the floor. Like I was going to become a knight or something.
The boys posed, their noses pointed up high. Harry stood up tall and put his arm around me and angled his leg like a professional model. I put my arms behind my back and posed a little.
click click
Finally, that was over.
After the camera was put away, Harry kissed me and obviously couldn't contain his excitement. But I didn't know exactly why he was so excited: either for destroying the pub or sleeping with me tonight.
