There, I said it.
I’m creeped out.
No I’m not…that’s a lie if I ever told one. Ididwant to go on the date. Aric’s cute enough, after all, but thenJace freaking Heartsat his perfectly golden ass down in my studio and now my brain is fucked up.
Fuck men. They’re useless, anyways.
I don’t know how or when, but I make it back home to the apartment to find the girls already in their rooms, probably getting ready for their classes tomorrow.
Dragging myself through my night routine is as easy as squeezing unripe lemons. My mind is sore from dealing with Jace and starting a new semester, and my body is sore from everything else.
By the time I’m securely in my bed, swishing my feet under the covers to warm myself and get fully comfortable, my mind wanders back to my list.
I haven’t checked it at all today.
“A girls got needs…Ineedto get this list done.” I huff a sigh, walking my sock clad feet against the hardwood floors of my bedroom over to the tote bag hanging on my desk chair.
Rolling my eyes at myself, I dig my hand into the bag. Wait a minute…
Pat. Pat. Pat.
It’s got to be here somewhere…I never leave the house without it.
Snatching my bag off of my desk chair, I tilt it up, exposing all the bag's contents to the ground as my eyes frantically search for the missing paper.
Birth control…Check.
Five sticks of gum…Check.
Four different lip oils…Quadruple motherfucking check.
Where is it?!
My heart drops as my world comes crashing down on me.
No.
No.
NO.
No.
No…
My list is gone.
six
Sienna
“Goodjob,girls!I’mso proud of you all…” I trail off, my voice unrecognizable to my own ears.
My mind is on a continuous loop of the past few days and where my list could’ve gone in that time. Even though the blond equivalent to Hades announced that he was taking over and becoming my student, I still had other students to take care of first, which is why I’m teaching the Minis today.
The world doesn’t revolve around Jace Heart, and neither do I.
Taking a sip from my water bottle, my eyes remain locked on the ten girls before me, all participating in an end of practice stretch. When I got to the academy today, Dupri told me to head to my original studio, Studio C, and I found all of my original students sitting around chatting with one another.