Tallulah's POVAs I folded the clothes into my open box, all I could think of were thoughts of the unexpected as I tried to imagine what my new college would look like. I was still unsure if I would want to spend my nights at the school's dorm, but a little test run would soon determine that fact. It also bothered me that Marcus would also be attending the same school and would probably attend some lectures with me since I would be taking a management course. How convenient it is that my Stepbrother ho I had slept with would follow me everywhere I went, from home to school, and back again to his father's mansion. All I had to do was survive the next six months during which he'd be taking his courses. I would have no problem with the six months after that before my graduation.“So…” The voice from behind me cut through my train of thoughts, my eyes shooting at the door to see Kathie with a smile on her face.“How was the driving lesson?” She asked, sauntering into the room, clad in
Tallulah's POV The waves of anticipation mixed with a bit of fear washing over me had my eyes wide open by 6:30am, 15 minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off. Knowing there wouldn't be enough time to take a little nap, I hopped out of the bed, striding into the bathroom.After a warm, thorough bath and after slipping on a new pair of jeans, my fingers assessed the plain red shirt which was so lengthy that it would cover my ass if I should put it on. We had gone shopping during the weekend to get some things, and I specifically chose this pair for my first day of school because it felt appropriate and less revealing. I wouldn't want to attract undue attention due to the uneasiness I’d feel being drowned amidst a sea of gazes.But come to think of it, the fact that my new coursemates were wealthy and elite meant that they might be clad in elaborate outfits and footwears. That would make me more noticeable since I had decided to go with something simpler. Maybe I should put on th
Tallulah's POV I was a bit reluctant at first, but I gave it a second try since I was still curious to know if I was well dressed. Also, I was already clad in the clothes I was using so it wouldn't hurt to just show him.“This is what I'm wearing.” I replied, standing in front of him.His eyes shot at me again, but this time, there was a negative look he couldn't hide creeping into his face. That look scared me a little, but I also didn't know what to expect as he continued to assess me for a moment with grunts leaving his lips.“Wait…” I exclaimed, earning his attention.“Please… be sincere, alright?”He nodded, his fingers lifting to caress his beard, and after a few seconds of assessment, a deep sigh left his lips. That's a bit disappointing. Was I so poorly dressed that he couldn't find the words to describe it?He smiled.“Uhm, would you… take a spin for me?”My brows raised in disbelief as I struggled to grasp what he was saying, and when the words hit me, a fresh wave of anger
Kathie's POVEver since my little conversations with Lula last night, from the moment I saw the flicker in her eyes and the fakeness in her forced smile when I asked about Marcus, I knew there was something she was hiding from me. Something only her and Marcus knew that had changed his behavior towards her. I couldn't guess what it was, but I was determined to find out.The sound of their low voices which I listened to through my room's door confirmed that fact. At first, their conversation had started out in calm, indistinct tones which I couldn't quite hear. They were whispering as if trying to hide something which I found suspicious because it was obvious that they were getting along fine. Maybe I was just jealous that my best friend and only brother were getting along so well that they were beginning to keep secrets. It gave me a weird feeling of being left out and secluded from the lot.Throughout our quick breakfast, I found myself staring at the duo, my eyes moving from Marcus
Kathie's POV“I was just hurrying up since we're already late.” Marcus apologized, before my dad could get the chance to say a word.Dad's eyes shot at him in a defiant look, before moving and resting on I and Lula at the backseat. Lula must've felt fulfilled for being able to get her revenge on him by getting him in trouble with my Dad.“And who's fault is it that you're this late.” He shot back.The rhythm in his thick voice carried enough weight to keep Marcus silent. The latter wouldn't dare to blame it on someone else now that Dad was breathing on his neck, waiting for a wrong reply.“I'm sorry, Dad.” He muttered.“Whenever you're alone in the car you're free to drive off a bridge into a river, I don't care.” He growled.“But when your sisters are in it with you, you'd better not drive in that reckless manner. Do you understand me?”Marcus nodded without saying a word while Dad's look of disappointment slowly contorted into a warm smile as his eyes shifted to I and Kathie again.
Kathie's POV “It looks nice.” I heard Lula say as she stared at the buildings through the window.“It does.” I whispered, a lump forming in my throat. “I just hope it's as nice as it looks.”My eyes trailed down the pathway, noticing the group of girls clad in various styles of clothing, some with pants and tops while the others in stylish gowns or dresses. But one thing that was common about the lot was that the edges of their clothings were at knee length so they looked decent.I had heard about the school's long list of principles concerning dressing and behaviors, and I was starting to witness it first hand. Another thing I also noticed was how the campus was mostly populated with females, the males having less numbers as they moved alongside the first.“Kathie, can you check the school map on your GPS?” Marcus' voice cut through my train of thoughts, his eyes scanning the roads with an expression that showed he didn't know which way to go.“I can't see any directions to the girl
Kathie's POV“Don't worry, Kathie. College is just a piece of cake and that lodge right there is going to be amazing.” He said, pointing behind him.“Really?” I muttered.He nodded, but the twitch in his expression was beginning to fill me with doubt.“You know what?” His eyes lit up with a mischievous smirk creeping into his expression. “I'm going to create some awareness for you.”“Hey everyone!!”Before I could stop him, he turned around to the few girls striding away from the entrance behind us, yelling at the top of his voice so that the girls present had their gazes shot at us. “Listen up y'all, I have an announcement.” He shouted.“Marcus, don't.” I begged. But went on with it anyway.He continued.“This blonde damsel over here is my sister!! If anyone messes with her, she'd have me to deal with…”I could feel the embarrassment surrounding me like a mist as he continued to raise his voice, the girls staring at us with raised brows and confused looks. Since he wouldn't stop no
Tallulah's POV “Fuck, it's cold.” I voiced, pulling the sheets above my head. The heater had begun saturating the hotel room, and the air freshener had a pleasant smell. I can't believe I'm at a five-star hotel, with a credit card in my purse containing thousands of dollars. And it was all thanks to my mom who got engaged to Mr Winston, a wealthy ship builder. I can't wait to meet my step family. But this was no time to be hiding underneath a blanket, I should be out there celebrating with some drinks at the bar. After all, my days of being broke were over, and my mum was finally getting married after decades of loneliness. •••••• The elevator doors slid open, revealing the passage leading to the hotel's bar which I strode into. But I began having second thoughts when I noticed the crowd of people in the room. Unlike other regular bars, they were all mannered, having small talks, and holding glasses of expensive drinks and wine. The music being played on the speakers was slow and