Chapter 3
He sits back in his leather chair while I'm blushing. His mischievous smile makes me blush. He asks me to sit down and his voice is warm and husky like dark melted chocolate fudge caramel... or something. But I'm allergic to chocolate so I get a little itchy.
-Welcome to the house of BDSM. I hope you have fun here, in your new life.
-I hope so.
-Don't worry; I'll handle that well either.
I blush
-I'll your new mentor. You look interesting.
-I'm not interesting, just a simple girl. Look at me… -I smile timidly.
-I am –Says him, looking at me with his hypnotic blue eyes.
I look away because I feel uncomfortable, but excited. I can smell his delicious cologne that makes me want to throw myself on him. The principal start to looking for a paper in a mountain of documents in his desktop, and I feel out of danger.
-By the way, my name is Chris Grayson.
Even his name results atractive. Sigh.
-Nice to meet you, Mister Grayson –I say with trembling voice.
-Take this contract. Read and sign –He gives me a papers.
-Contract?
-Yes, Miss Still. You must to sign a contract to enter in our academy.
I start to read, pretending to understand what I read. Slowly, I understand everything.
-This is… disturbing.
- If you sign, you would accept the things that we will teach you here. Is your decision apply this inside of the academy or after of your transformation into BDSM vampire. But I have a proposal for you…
-What is?
-Want you have hard sex whit me while I punish and whip you…? –Chris whispers.
-¡No! –I deny with a scream.
-¿… in exchange for expensive cars, jewelry, dresses and a lot of money? –concluds.
-I want to mean, of course! That sounds amazing. Oh… you're awesome, Chris…
-I know –Says Chris and Smiles.
Sigh. I take the pen and sign.
After of my encounter with the amazing principal, I go to my new room.
The girls dorm is so lovely outside and inside. I found my room and I open the door calmly.
-Surprise! –Shouts a group of dulls.
-Aaah! – I roll my eyes and frown (friki expression again) -. What are you doing in my room? Get out of here!
-We are your new cliche friends - Says the fag dull
-Oh my god. I always wanted cliche friends! Let me guess, you are the fag friend who likes dresses, cashmere and use complicated words for no apparent reason
-Yay! I'm Damian.
- And we're the two best friends who believe to be twins just because we know how is the other's pussy. Shayna and Erika –Says the white and busty blonde.
-Oh yeah –Says Shaina, the black twin.
-And finally I am Stevia, the worst southern prototype who has lived his entire life on a farm and has a weird accent –Says the other bitch.
-The perfect friends to a girl like me!
-Mr. Grayson suggested us to be your friends –Says Damian.
I feel disappointed. Mr. Grayson had to send me the hot popular guys.
Now that I think about it, I did not take a long time to get here. Mr. Grayson is really quick ... How did he get me friends so fast?