Page 19 of American Royals II: Majesty
Nina hissed through her teeth, cutting him off. She glanced furtively around the room, but everyone else was absorbed in their own discussions.
“I’m trying to put all that behind me,” she said tersely. The last thing she wanted right now was to revisit what the paparazzi had done to her family.
When she saw that Ethan was still looking at her, Nina sighed. “I’m taking this class because I’m trying to get a minor in creative writing, and this counts as a departmental credit. I want to be a writer someday,” she added, feeling oddly self-conscious at the admission. “Not that I’ve composed anything longer than a high school newspaper article.”
“Give yourself some credit. You used to write all those plays that you and Sam would perform out on the lawn by the pool.” Ethan’s eyes glinted with amusement. “Some of them were actually kind of funny.”
Nina couldn’t believe he remembered those. “I’m going to pretend that was a compliment,” she replied, with a touch of sarcasm.
The door swung open, and a woman with deep brown skin and a bright smile entered the room. Lacey Jamail: the youngest staff writer ever hired by theWashington Circular.
“Welcome to Intro to Journalism. Your first assignment will be done in pairs,” the professor said without preamble.
Everyone instantly broke out in conversation. Nina cast a quick glance around the room, but Ethan had already turned her way.
“Partners?” he asked.
“Sure,” Nina agreed, with less reluctance than she would have guessed.
Professor Jamail began explaining the assignment, waving her dry-erase marker like a baton as she spoke. Nina hurried to scribble down her words.
When class ended forty minutes later, she closed her spiral notebook and tossed it into her shoulder bag, only to find that Ethan was lingering near her desk.
“Are you headed to the library?” he asked.
“Actually, I was going to the student center for lunch.”
“Sounds good.” Ethan fell into step alongside her.
“I—okay.” Why was he suddenly acting like they were old friends? Sure, they’d known each other for years, but they’d never spent any time together without the twins there, too. HadJeffasked him to check on her?
Nina used her meal points to pay for a sandwich, then found Ethan at a table near the window. As she sat down, he slid a bag of peanut M&M’s toward her. “These are for you.”
Now shedefinitelythought Jeff was involved. How else could Ethan have known about her love of M&M’s?
“You aren’t going to eat?” she asked, grabbing the M&M’s. It looked like Ethan hadn’t purchased anything except the candy.
“I had lunch in the dining hall earlier. But I’m happy to get a pizza if you’re one of those girls who feel self-conscious about eating alone.” He lifted an eyebrow. “Based on the way you used to put down waffles at the ski house, I don’t think you are.”
Nina rolled her eyes. “Let’s just get started. Do you have any ideas about who we should interview?” Their assignment was to coauthor a profile piece about someone on campus.
Ethan draped an arm over the back of his chair. “Can’t we talk about something else, at least until you’re done eating?”
She took a slow bite of her turkey sandwich. “If you think I’m going to do all the work on this project, you’re wrong.”
“Youdo all the work?” Ethan flashed a cheeky grin. “I thoughtIwas the one doing all the work. I’ll have you know my GPA is a three-nine.”
Nina felt guilty for assuming he was a slacker. “Then why did you want to be partners with me?”
“You thought I wanted to be partners just so I could mooch off your assignment?”
“Not to brag, but I kick ass at assignments.”
Ethan let out an amused breath. “Maybe I just wanted to spend some time with you, Nina. I mean, we’ve known each other since we were kids, but we don’t actuallyknoweach other well at all.”
She set down her sandwich and leaned her elbows forward onto the table. “What do you want to know?”
“I’m curious what really happened between you and Jeff,” Ethan said carefully.
