For a moment I feel surprised; I’ve been here nine times.
I watch as a smile spreads across Dean Smith’s face as he takes a sip of the ruby liquid in his glass. And judging by his silence, he assumes he’s just scared me.
I frown. “I’ve been here nine times?” I ask shaking my head. “Is that all?”
He glares at me.
“Well I am sure that you have a lot to do,” I say, “so as soon as you reprimand me, you can get back to it.”
His mouth pinches together for a second. “You think that just because you have some of the highest grades of anyone that has attended this University that you can use your celebrity status to keep from being dismissed.” he says, leaning back in his chair. “But this will only get you so far before you’re shown the door. Now as for my reprimanding you, I believe that is best left to your brother.”
I clench my hands and the inside of my stomach twinges as I picture my brother out in the city with his patrol. In my mind, I can imagine his look of exasperation as he’s informed over the radio that his presence is needed, once again, at Duke University.
“So?” I trying to soften my voice, but it doesn’t work. “What do you think he’ll do that you can’t?”
Maybe that will shut him up.
“I wonder if your parent’s would be as amused as you seem to be by your situation.” He tilts his head to the side and gives me a humorless smile. “Do you think they would be horrified by your total lack of concern in regards to your future in our military?”
His smile widens. “Or perhaps,” he says, gesturing to the window, where...
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...y aghast and shifts his eyes to where Peter sits behind the steering wheel. What did I say? Then I realize what it is, Peter’s one of those who barely made it through. I remember how he had been on the verge of failing; and probably would have if it hadn’t been for Cydni and Jonah’s help. I can still remember their late night study sessions at Jonah and my apartment.
From the corner of my eye I see Cydni cast a glance in my direction, and give me a weak smile. “So,” she says, changing the subject.“The Prier building it’s built like a fortress, how exactly did you manage to break?”
I shrug, “They showed you the same video they showed Jonah right?”
Cydni nods, “They did, but I was wondering about a few things,” she says, “like how long did it take you to plan it out, or how you managed to get your hands on a access card? That couldn’t have been an easy thing to get.”
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