Of all the houses in the Academy, why this one? (299 views)

“Easy to irritate me? Please. Look who’s talking!” Arthur growled. “You’re already on my case because of what happened in the unit, right? While I really, honestly, truly do not give one fuck about what happened there anymore! Sure, it was fucking bothersome when it happened, but you’re just an insufferable bitch. But you?”

He snorted at her, rolling his eyes. “All I have to do is cock my mouth and spit at you, and you’ll probably be pissed at me for a week. You may think you do, but really, you ain’t got nothing on me, Princess. What’s the worst thing you’re gonna do? Insult me? Call me a jerk? I’m used to that already.”

Talya chewed on her snack, eyes wide.

“Please… don’t spit around the house…. It is slightly gross…”

Arthur ignored her completely. Talya took another bite of popcorn.

"You're right! No one's stopping me! Because like it or fucking not, i'm living here now! So you can just deal with it!!" arthur rolled his eyes. "You're the one snapping at me because of something neither of us have any control over! Fucking bitch!"

He glanced in the direction of his new room. This was going to be miserable. He thought dealing with loud music, a bitchy man hating girl, and a girl-who-was-actually-a-dude was irritating enough. If he'd known who he'd be stuck with he would have bought his own apartment.

"You know the rumors are wrong and so do i. Just fucking let it blow over; if you get defensive they'll just get worse, idiot!"

Talya smiled and shook her head.

"hmmm.:." she seemed to zone out, not responding to Chardonnay's statement.

Arthur glared at Chardonnay, shaking his head.

“What happened to land me here is none of your damn business.” He snapped. As he had forced his way by her a bit ago, he finally could throw his stuff into his room. It was the only empty one in the whole house. He wasn’t a liar. He said he wasn’t going to tell anyone about Audrey’s condition and he was going to stick to that. Fessing up to the bullshit harassment charge would get that fact revealed. And then it would really become harassment.

He rolled his eyes.

“And just keep your mouth shut. The reason people keep saying it is because they know it pisses you off! You and I have never had sex. We will never have sex! We both know that, so screw anyone else who thinks otherwise! You care too much about how other people view the situation, and that is what’s fueling the rumors!”

“We? Hell no. If it was that big of a disturbance, I would have been expelled, not transferred. The reason I switched houses is none of your concern. Don’t worry, though, I know exactly what happened. You want to know about the people in this house? The people staying in this house are a bunch of freaks. No exceptions.”

This was all that bitch Kara’s fault. If she’d never filed that claim, he’d still be in his old room, playing a game right now.

He glared back at her, giving her an irritated look, fire in his eyes.

“If you insist on denying it constantly, people will know it pisses you off. And when people know it pisses you off, they’ll keep doing it. That’s how the world works, Princess. You’re not held on a pedestal here, no one gives a shit. Deny it once, then ignore it. Otherwise this will just get even worse!”

He threw his hands in the air in frustration. God, if she kept this up, the rumors would spiral out of control!

Arthur glared.

“Well, you’re asking. And you’re not getting any answers. No one’s going to say anything. The matter is done and none of your business.”

He knew that girl, Kara, had only gotten rid of Arthur in fear of Audrey’s secret being exposed. No way was she going to confess. And he didn’t think Audrey was going to do so either, so his bases were all covered.

He snorted, folding his arms over his chest.

“Yeah. I am a freak. I never said any differently, did I?” He growled. “And you’re one of the biggest freaks here. Fuckin’ spoiled princess. You're right, I don't understand, and I don’t care about your prissy reputation. Like I said: because you care so much about what other people think, the rumors are going to get worse. I guarantee that.”

In response to her insistence that she know why he was stuck here with her, Arthur flipped Chardonnay off, eyebrows twitching in annoyance. God, why wouldn’t she drop the subject? It wasn’t like it mattered. Honestly, they had called the harassment charge total bullshit anyway. It was an accident, after all. But to ensure the happiness of all students involved, they moved him.Yeah. Because he was completely ecstatic right now. He breathed out through his nose.

“Fine, Princess.” Arthur spat. If these stupid rumors went out of hand, Susan would have his head on a platter. But that was all they were—rumors. He’d deny them, if she asked. “You go ahead, and keep denying them. See how far it gets you.”

He threw his arms around him, like he was simply fed up with the universe and all it had thrown at him.

“SEE IF I GIVE A FUCK! It’s your precious reputation on the line here! Unlike you, it doesn’t matter to me what other people think! Screw everyone else!”

Arthur gave her a blank look.

It wasn’t like there was any ultimate consequence. She wouldn’t ever get pregnant. He gave her a blank look, before he turned his back on her, fully preparing to go to him room.

Still. It would have been better if the rumors just died down. Now, because she had a precious reputation to maintain, they’d just grow out of hand.

“You overestimate my concern for the situation. Have fun ruining your reputation even worse, Princess, with your pointless denials. Rumors exist for a reaction. You're just playing right into what they want. Anyway, if you need me, I’ll be busy setting up my room.” He stepped into the room, sighing. Great, he had to unpack and set up—again. Fortunately, he didn’t have much.

He turned his head around with a scowl. This was all her fault! He hated her more than anyone he’d ever met—and he’d met a lot of people he disliked. “And do me a favor: don’t need me.”