One night, Clarion had the late shift at the cafe on campus. They had burgers and sandwiches, along with coffee there. It was two weeks into the first semester and Clarion had her first night shift. As she went around collecting dishes some upperclassmen stared at her, specifically her butt. "Woo hoo! Fresh meat!" one of them howled.
"We got a hot one tonight!"
Clarion let out a disgusted sigh and went on cleaning the tables, "Pigs."
She went on to the next table and someone stepped in front of her. "Hey, sexy. How would you feel about spending the night with me or one of my bros."
"Hmm, let me think, never in a million years!" she walked off.
He let out a huff and kicked a mop bucket in her direction, causing her to trip and fall. There was water everywhere and everyone was laughing. Clarion felt so embarrassed and wanted to cry. Then a hand was placed on her shoulder and a man knelt down beside her, "Are you alright? Let me help you." He held his hand out to her and helped her back to her feet. Before her was a tall, handsome man with a kind smile on his face. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around her.
"Hey! What's going on out here?" a man demanded as he came out of the kitchen. Oswald, the cook and the one who hired Clarion.
"There seems to have been an accident involving your new employee and a mop bucket, I was just going to take her home. I'll be back to clean up the mess."
"No, don't worry about it I'll take care of it, Mr. Wintrix."
"Thank you."
Clarion was taken outside, "Who are you? Are you a teacher?"
"Milori Wintrix, and no I am not a teacher. I'm a student here at the college, part of this year's graduating class. You?"
"Clarion Ree, freshman year."
"Ah, where are we headed?"
"Wait, you were serious? You're actually going to take me home."
"Well of course, I need that jacket and I'm not going to make you walk alone in soaked clothes."
"Furnald Hall… and thanks, for what you did back there."
"Your welcome." They started walking down the sidewalk in the street lamp light. "You know, for a freshman, you've got a lot of courage for standing up to those guys."
"Why's that?"
"Because the average freshman would have been all over them in an instant."
"Well obviously I am not the average freshman because I actually have standards."
"And these standards would be?"
She smiled and glanced up at him, "Well for one, he has to be tall. Nice hair. Likes wearing suits. And a total prince charming."
"A prince charming, as in someone who would treat you like a queen?"
"I would hope so. Well, here we are."
"It would appear so. Furnald Hall."
"Thanks, again," she kissed his cheek and he smiled.
Clarion started walking off, but Milori grabbed her hand. She turned back and he pulled her hand and kissed it, "Your highness." He had said this with a smirk on his face.
She laughed and he chuckled before she actually went inside. Entering the common room Clarion went for the stairs. "Who do you think you are?"
Clarion stopped dead in her tracks and turned around, "Excuse me?"
"Did you actually kiss Milori Wintrix?"
She went back to the common area and saw a girl in one of the chairs. "Yes…"
The girl then exploded, "Oh my god, really? What was it like?"
"I only kissed him on the cheek."
"That's like getting to second base with him! He never kisses anyone or lets them. You are so lucky."
"I guess… so… I mean if, uh…"
"Hey, get away from her!" a student came stomping over to them.
"But she kissed Milori Wintrix!"
"Take your little fan club elsewhere!"
"Come on Clarion, let's go upstairs," it was her roommate, Snow. She was really nice and one of her only friends she'd made since she arrived. Snow had a really thick Russian accent, but she was understandable. She was a freshman as well.
They went up the spiral staircase and into room B132. They had a main room with a couch and a tv, then there were two bedrooms. "What happened to you? Why are you all wet?"
"I was attacked at work, and," she took off the jacket that was wrapped around her, "let's just say that I need a shower."
"It seems like it, go on."
Clarion went and had a cold shower and then went back upstairs. Inside their dorm, Snow sat with a bucket of popcorn as she stared at the tv. Clarion went and sat beside her, "What are we watching?"
"Big Bang."
"Awesome."
It was a few moments before either of them spoke. "So who was that?" Clarion asked.
"Who was who?"
"That girl that was in the common room."
"Ah, that was Ashley Stebbins, she the treasurer of the Milori Wintrix fan club."
"Fan what?"
"Fan club, Milori Wintrix is the single most polar guy in school and every girl in this school would kill for just one kiss."
"Why?"
"Those girls go on about how he's so mysterious. Of the years that he's been here he hasn't dated anyone, so that's why their always all over him. The closest he's ever gotten to someone was just flirting."
"What's wrong with him?"
"He's got a secret or something, because, and this has happened a few times before, but this one time it was a the first day and the freshman girls were trying to chat it up with him and he would smile, but then suddenly he ran into the bathroom and just blew them off without a word. He seemed worried, and when a teacher asked if he was alright, he just ignored him. Milori would then call out sick for the rest of the day."
"Oh, well I hope he's okay. He's really nice."
"Yeah, that's why so many girls are into him."
"So what would happen if say someone kissed him?"
"The fan club members would obsess, and you might be attacked by some girls, nothing major, but you don't have to worry about that because you haven't kissed him."
Clarion bit her lip and let out a sigh, "Yeah."
Notes: This is the prequel to Chill to the Bone, they will be written alongside each other.
Next Chapter: Clarion finds his jacket on the bathroom floor of her dorm. Will she be able to return it to him, while a pack of girls surround him?