Katherine's POV:

I raise an eyebrow at Andy, the incredibly attractive stranger who I've just met, but apparently thinks of me as nothing more than a cheap whore. Well that's a great way to make a good impression on someone.

"Um? Sorry, but again, I have a boyfriend. Creep or not, I love him. Also, I'm not the slut type. See you around, asshole."

I spun on my heel and strutted off into the crowd of moving bodies, turning around just in time to offer him one last saucy wink, before I disappear into the crowd. If there's anything useful I've learned from high school, it's how to leave guys wanting you, even when you've made it clear that you don't want them.

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I wake up the next morning without the luxury of a pounding head; I suppose I didn't drink nearly as much as I thought I'd did.

After my run in with the dark and mysterious stranger, Andy, I tried desperately to clear his image from my brain. But no matter how much I drank, his handsome features just wouldn't leave my mind. Not the I really wanted them to, he's easily the most attractive guy I've ever met, or seen, mind you, the not so subtle way he asked for me to sleep with him pissed me off.

First he rescued me, acted all nice and shit, then flirted with me. Next he's asking me to leave the party with him, and the world has come full circle. I guess there really are no nice guys left in the world.

I leave the fraternity and walk the short distance back to the dorms. When I enter Aleks is nowhere to be seen, nothing but a quickly scribbled note explaining that she'll be out most of the day. Not that I really care, all I want to do today, or what's left of the day anyways, is sleep and watch Netflix in my pyjamas. And that's what I intend to do.

That at is until a knock at the door startles me and I groan, opening the door revealing Kyle. His hair stands up everywhere, and his incredibly messy. He's dressed in last nights clothes, though they're wrinkled and his skin is unusually pale. Basically, he looks like a completely new guy.

"Hey, can we talk?" He asks, shoving his hands into his jean pockets.

I nod, and let him in. We both sit on my bed, though there's a slight awkwardness in the air, something I've never felt with Kyle.

"So, did you just get back?" He asks, breaking the silence.

I nod, "yeah I walked from the frat house. How's your hangover?" I asked, smirking slightly.

He groans, "that obvious?"

I nod and muffle a laugh.

He sighs, "I'm sorry you had to walk home alone. I would've drove you if I wasn't well, passed out."

I wave it off, "it wasn't anything, really. I needs time to myself anyways."

"I'm so sorry!" He interrupts suddenly, shocking me, I did not expect this.

"What?' I ask, unsure I heard him right.

"I crossed the line, made you uncomfortable, and you had to be saved by some, tattooed freak!"

"He is not a freak! And I like his tattoos," I defend, ignoring the first part.

"You're defending him? Really?" He yells. Well that escalated quickly.

"Yes, now get out."

"what?"

"I have a fucking headache, and this isn't helping. I don't want to talk to you right now. So, get out," I lie.

He growls at me, but complies. Slamming the door behind him.

I lay back on my bed and let out a puff of air. When I close my eyes, a blue eyed knight with black hair rescues me from a dragon threatening to crush everything I am.

Notes

Fun chapter to write!!!
Kyle is kinda a dick isn't he? Well don't worry, he's not gone!!! He'll be back!!!

Andy and Ash weren't really in this chapter that much, okay at all, but I sense tension between them? Maybe Katherine is more than a bet for one of these two?? Who knows!

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!!!