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School Me Season 4 (Page 7)

Liston Hills School Me Season 4

“I wasn’t aware that the latter was even a thought.” Reagan’s face practically burns in anger.

To think that a few years ago this time, we would never have been seen in the South, or on other ends of the invisible line. And today, we are in a diner on the South side of town, standing on opposite ends. In love with the same girl. Life.

A group of bikers stand behind us. A girl that suspects one of us killed her father, or knows who did, sits right in front of us. And the one girl, Reagan and I have allowed to between us. We are all in one room.

“Can we all just sit down for a minute,” My sweet Vixen, always trying to tame a fire when she senses the beginnings of one.

I shrug in response as Reagan looks at Dainy as she slides back into the opposite side of Lizzie.

Reagan chooses the seat next to Lizzie and I take the one next to Dainy. The waiter must sense the tension dissipate for now.

She comes to the table and takes our order.

“Why didn’t you guys order for me.” I roll my eyes at Dexter’s accusatory question as he takes a chair from the other table and seats himself next to me.

“You in dark denims, and a biker jacket, I don’t think a milkshake is what you want,” Lizzie muses with a secret smile of her own. Dexter informed me of their extra mural activities and her growing relationship with Mason. Biting my tongue, is my only response to it.

It has been a while since I have seen Mason, we have never been close, he was a year older than I am, and where I strive off my family name, Mason does everything to hide who he truly is. I wonder why is that.

Dexter winks at Lizzie as the waiter walks to our table with a tray of milkshakes, “You are right about that, but some cake and a pepsi isn’t off the table.”

“Enough with the chit chatter, what the hell are you doing with the bikers? The Sin Rider’s aren’t our friends Kent.” Reagan says as he looks between Dexter and I.

Here is the thing, I could tell him a part of the truth, but Dainy would call me out on my bullshit, and I didn’t want her to know, I had just employed an entire Clubhouse of bikers to protect her.

So I lie, “We are trying to find out if they knew anything about Lizzie’s father. Dexter filled me in and I thought I would try and help out. My father is quite taken with your mother. ” I ignore the bitter taste in my mouth as I think of that woman. A Trent, tramp.

“And Mr Delroy asked me himself if Sabastian and I could find out a few things, apparently the Sin Riders knew something.” Dexter adds, and though it is bullshit, Reagan believes it, because to him, Dexter Kent is the Delroy’s lapdog. The thought makes me smile, when I think of how untrue it is.

“Why are you here?” Dainy asks Reagan.

“Yeah, Orniel, what are you doing here?” Dexter adds.

“Thought I was coming to save your ass from a beating.” He replies before he lifts his milkshake and takes a sip.

Dexter puts his hand on his heart, and I inhale a deep breath for patience.

“Who said I needed saving, maybe I was hoping to start a brawl on the wrong side of the tracks. It will be good for my reputation.”

I roll my eyes, “Enough. I need to get Dainy home.” I tell them.

“I can do that.” Reagan says.

“No need, we are staying at the Estate tonight.” I tell him.

“I am right here, can I think for myself,” Dainy voices out.

“No.” I say as Reagan says yes.

What happen Dainy, feeling a bit left out? Or maybe you just want Lover-boy to noitce, that you are in fact there. Either, you better watch out Dainy, or you might find yourself in the middle of a man fight.

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“Fancy seeing you here.” Dainy says as she slides in the opposite side of me. Her long blonde hair braided down her back, falls over her shoulder as she looks toward the large group on  my right. 


“I could say the same for you, but I don’t have any of that Texas charm.” I wink at her as I signal the waiter, trying very hard not to look at the group of men.

Dainy rolls her eyes. Her long finger tapping her top lip as she, regards me with a perplexed smile.


“What on earth are you doing all the way here, Lizzie? The South is no place for a girl like you.” 


I shrug, “What exactly is a girl like me ?” Arching my brow as I stare heavily at the girl my cousin is so in love with.


“Someone with a death wish, I can smell it on you.” 


The door opens again, but this time my eyes don’t stray.

They glare at Dainy. 

Could she know something about my dads murder? 
The question screams in my head, wanting my mouth to open and ask her. 

“Dainy.” That one word shuts my mouth. 
We will have our time again.

My eyes must say those exact words, as Dainy flinches before she looks up and gets out of the chair. 


“Hey, Reagan.” My cousin looks to me then her frowning.

The waiter shows up. And I should go, because I know tonight I am not going to get any answers. But the show has just began, So I order a strawberry milkshake, and a burger. 
Might as well enjoy the entertainment. 


“What are you doing here?” Dainy asks Reagan. 


“She came with me.” That deep smooth voice brings a smile to my face, and for the first time in ages I smile. 


Sit back Liston Hill’ers this is going to be fun.

I apologize for the late page. My kid was sick yesterday, got a bit sidetracked, I will be double posting today. So enjoy and don’t forget to send those comments on shanRk@zoho.com
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School Me Season 4 (Page 2)

Liston Hills School Me Season 4

“Hey, have you seen Dainy.” I am standing in front of Dainy’s house. I was in the middle of practice when I saw her and Sabastian having it out. Not sure what the hell was going on. I wanted to run and go to her but I couldn’t.

The game was in less than a week and coach was getting aggravated with our newbie, Curt Dawson. The guy was a 9th grader that just moved to Liston Hills. His parents were known internationally for their generous contribution to the world’s aids organization a few years back. Rumours in the tabloids hinted the family had tight connections with the USA’S most notorious crime family, the Sanati’s.

Why they decided to move here was something I wanted to know. It was only after practice did I decide to forgo my shower and rush to Dainy’s house.

Now I am standing by the door, looking at Aiden, his hair is ruffled and his face is pulled into an ugly scowl.

“She’s at the cabin, with Sabastian, I suggest you give them space. They need to talk.”

I frown as my gut clenches, knowing that it is my insecurity. Doubt has an ugly side, especially when it is directed to my friend, and my girl.

“Does she love him?” Not sure why the words leave my mouth, why I even bother asking her brother.

“Yes, she has loved him for years, but I know Dainy has loved you for longer, he was the one in the background. While you chased panties Sabastian has been playing for keeps with my sister. And frankly, I am glad it isn’t an Orniel who she’ll choose.” He slams the door in my face and for once I don’t lose my fucking shit.

Sabastian’s words ring in my head, “She is mine.” He said it that night on the roof top of his house. The day Sabastian finally came clean about his feelings for Dainy, and it was true when he said that I knew deep down she was his. I just chose to ignore what I already knew because the truth was something that didn’t work in my favour.

Dainy does love me, but I know she loves Sabastian too. The question is what to do about that. I won’t just give up, I am an Orniel. I get what I want and I want Dainy Hallow to be mine. She is mine dammit.

I am not just going to give my girl up, not without a fight and maybe even then. I get to my car and jump in. I need to clear my head and think, before I do something stupid, like going to the Cabin and finishing what I started with Sabastian.

“FUCK.” I slam my hand on the steering wheel as I speed down the road at an insanely high speed. I head straight toward town. The night is clear, a contrast to the state of my mind.

School Me Season 4 (Page 4)

Liston Hills School Me Season 4

I am sitting in the diner on the South Side of this small town. A small town with big secrets, and one of those secrets is the name of the one who murdered my father.

Since I left school the day the cheerleaders pissed me off, I have focused all my attention on looking for my father’s executioner.

And every single time, I got a bit closer, I ended up in the same place as Dexter Kent.

I am not saying it is a coincidence, or not, as he did offer me help. But I know the reason he is currently dressed in a black suit surrounded by a group of seriously pissed off bikers has nothing to do with me.

I am not sure what they are talking about, but 6 bikers to 1 Dexter, I would say the guy is out numbered. It was the reason why I picked up my phone and dialed Reagan.

I look at their biker jackets, that read The Sin Riders MC on the back. The question of why they were here, baffled my brain, but I remained seated.

The place is my definition of an upper class Diner. Not the typical small town ones I’d see on TV. The white and silver table I am sitting on is rooted to the ground that is clean and looks spanking new.

The chairs are soft and covered in a grey and black fabric. I smile when I spot the waiter who served me as I walked in, a little over an hour ago.

She has her hair in a long braid that is dyed in a mixture of blue, red and dark brown.

Her slanted eyes go to the bikers and Dexter. She merely shakes her head and continues wiping the large granite slab, serving as a counter .When I got here, it was with intention I speak to the lovely said waiter.

One of the bikers push Dexter. He is saying something to the guys. Whatever it is they must not like it.

The biker burly man, shakes his head. Gosh, I am glad I called Reagan. The top of the door makes that click sound, alerting everyone of a new comers presence.

Imagine my surprise when it isn’t Reagan who enters but Sabastian Delroy with a very angry Dainy Hallow in tow.

Hello Liston Hiller’s, BETTER hang on to your screens, Dainy Hallow isn’t as happy as we thought, but what is Sabastian Delroy doing on the South Side of town. Find out tomorrow.

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School Me Season 4 (Page 1)

She is mine, I won’t give her a chance to say no.

Hurt comes in all different forms, times, places and the depth of it varies. For me the way I feel right now, it is the depth of the pain I feel.

That depth goes into my being, it suffocates me from the inside out. It clings to my soul. How did it all come to this, how did my life become so complicated when all I ever wanted was for it to be one of peace. Easy.

I have sat at this window many times before, staring into the distance. Once upon a time, on the days like these, all I wanted to do was sit here, my mind clouded in thoughts of one man, as that said man watched me from the lone seat while he savored his bourbon, sip by sip.

Only today, it is tainted. The rain washes away the remnants of the morning, a mirror to my angry out lash.

“Are you sure?” I ask him.

He is behind me, I know because of his reflection in the glass. His hands in his pocket, forever the refined man. Sabastian was groomed to be an imposing force before he was even born. It runs in his genes, his blood.

He will never be any other way, but the man who will hold your world up with just his determination, and bring it crashing down with his will. He will weaken you, and rebuild you until all you see, need and want is him. You can’t deny it, I can’t deny him.

“Yes, the test was negative.” He says, and the relief in my shoulders is nothing compared to the one in my heart.

A month ago, Sabastian had sex with my friend, Victoria Stone. He came clean to me a few days ago. It was then we finally had out talk. We put an end to our silence and a beginning to something more.

Victoria’s pregnancy was the one thing that caused a problem between the two of us. He would have to be there if she was pregnant and I would have to come to terms with how I feel about it. How he felt about Reagan and I.

Reagan, who I haven’t said a word to this last month, besides that we were done. I didn’t even apologize.

Thank you for reading. Below is a Youtube playlist, feel free to listen or add a few songs. And for those of you who have no idea what is happening, below is links for the first 3 seasons of School Me


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School Me Season 4 (Page 6)

There are times for things to happen. Places for them to play out in violence, and people who should be behind those things.

I am listening to the bikers bitch and moan about guarding Dainy. The price is right but the job isn’t. We were in the middle of dinner when Dexter messaged me. My father was in great mood after seeing Dainy. In his mind I probably played the catfish and got her right where I wanted her. I didn’t correct his wayward thoughts.

Dainy wasn’t please at all, with my recent misgivings, but I was hoping she’ll admit her love for me, breakup with Reagan and finally be mine. There were more pressing matters to worry about.

When I received the message, I excused myself, saying it was Kent. No need to lie to my father.

Dainy frowned, and followed me, saying she wanted to stop for waffles. I wasn’t going to refuse her, plus, now the bikers could get a proper visual of the one they’ll be guarding. So, I brought her a long for the ride. I was still worried about Dainy’s safety.

Since I received that threatening call, I haven’t heard anything since.

Kent was still looking around, but my father was starting to get curious. I didn’t want him getting involved, at least not just yet. Learning to handle my own problems was instilled in me since I was a kid.

The ring on my finger, and the name I took as my last, with the blood in my veins, said I was more than capable of handling anything that came in my way. Even a killer.

Dainy was ecstatic when I handed her the keys to the jeep after I told her where we were going. And they say money doesn’t buy happiness? I laugh in my head.

I watched her in the car, as her bare legs flexed as she drove. My mood took a nosedive once we walked into the Restaurant. I expected the bikers, what Kent failed to mention was the girl with the pixie hair cut, now dyed blue, sitting on the end of the diner, by the wall, trying very hard to blend in. Lizzie.

“Don’t.” I tell Dainy, aware she isn’t going to listen to me.

I had a suspicion as to what Lizzie was doing here. Right now, I had more pressing matters to deal with.

The bikers were trying to intimidate Dexter which wasn’t going to end well.

“I see my friend has left an impression.” I say as I walk toward them.

I ignore Dexter, as the bikers make way for me to get through. The tall one with his hand on the stool, and a patch on his right pocket, reading Road Captain is the guy I look at.

“So I take it, there is a problem, here?” I slide my hand in the pocket of my slacks. My face expressionless, but my eyes have a hard glint as I stare at the man who is undoubtedly twice my age. His beard isn’t that long, but black, with the first few strands of grey.

“Yeah, the price is right, but as I told your friend, we ain’t feeling like babysitting your girlfriend.”

“There is a killer in town, and my girlfriend is now on that list, did I mention she is a Hallow? ” The man frowns as the other biker on the side of me moves a bit.

“What does that have to do with us?”

“The property you guys deem as your clubhouse, belongs to her family,” I inform them. What I don’t mention, is that it belonged to me, I just made sure it had Dainy’s name on it. My father taught me to have only one plan, no back ups, but make sure that when I had a plan, it was impenetrable. Failure wasn’t a word we use.

“I’ll talk to shoelace, we’ll be back.” The road captain said.

“You do that, in the interim, Dexter will fill you in on the details. I suggest that you see that Shoelace has a positive response for me by the end of tomorrow, I hate to have to give your new president a call.

I hear the bell on the door behind me opening. And when I turn my mood goes from ‘agitation’ to plain down soar when I spot Reagan standing in front of Dainy.

“What are you doing here?” He questions her in an accusing voice.

“She’s with me.” I say as I walk toward my old friend.

He is every bit the jock he was born to be. His football jacket with his dark washed denims and Solomon taks, reminds me of our differences.

His blue eyes that I once looked at as a brother who understood me, now burns right through me.

So much anger.

I smile a bit.

“The question is why are you here? Came to see your cousin? Or came to find out if you still had a girlfriend left?” I ask him as I widen my stance and place my hands in my pocket. I don’t miss his angry eyes going to my ring before I do.

Oh, Reagan, seems like YOU want something Sabastian has, questions is, are you sure it is just his girl? Or does Loverboy have something else you want. Stay tuned Liston Hill’ers things are just getting started.

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School Me Season 4 (Page 1)

She is mine, I won’t give her a chance to say no.

Hurt comes in all different forms, times, places and the depth of it varies. For me the way I feel right now, it is the depth of the pain I feel.

That depth goes into my being, it suffocates me from the inside out. It clings to my soul. How did it all come to this, how did my life become so complicated when all I ever wanted was for it to be one of peace. Easy.

I have sat at this window many times before, staring into the distance. Once upon a time, on the days like these, all I wanted to do was sit here, my mind clouded in thoughts of one man, as that said man watched me from the lone seat while he savored his bourbon, sip by sip.

Only today, it is tainted. The rain washes away the remnants of the morning, a mirror to my angry out lash.

“Are you sure?” I ask him.

He is behind me, I know because of his reflection in the glass. His hands in his pocket, forever the refined man. Sabastian was groomed to be an imposing force before he was even born. It runs in his genes, his blood.

He will never be any other way, but the man who will hold your world up with just his determination, and bring it crashing down with his will. He will weaken you, and rebuild you until all you see, need and want is him. You can’t deny it, I can’t deny him.

“Yes, the test was negative.” He says, and the relief in my shoulders is nothing compared to the one in my heart.

A month ago, Sabastian had sex with my friend, Victoria Stone. He came clean to me a few days ago. It was then we finally had out talk. We put an end to our silence and a beginning to something more.

Victoria’s pregnancy was the one thing that caused a problem between the two of us. He would have to be there if she was pregnant and I would have to come to terms with how I feel about it. How he felt about Reagan and I.

Reagan, who I haven’t said a word to this last month, besides that we were done. I didn’t even apologize.

Thank you for reading. Below is a Youtube playlist, feel free to listen or add a few songs. And for those of you who have no idea what is happening, below is links for the first 3 seasons of School Me

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School Me Season 3 (Recap 4)

Lizzy



“Yes, I would shake your hand but as you can see.” He tilts his head referring to his look alike that has her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. 

“Is she your sister?” It’s the dumbest question I could ask. Come on, they are practically identical, same green eyes, same blond hair, same complexion even their face is shaped a like except hers is much younger. But point made, dumb question. He doesn’t answer me, he does however take a step away from the door to allow me to step inside. 

When I do, it is like I am taken back to the 1600’s. I feel like I am under dressed with my ripped jeans and David Harley sweat shirt I am wearing. Not to mention my old sneakers that has well passed seen its expiration date. I can’t throw them out, I should but my dad got it for me two years ago. And if he was alive I would’ve tossed them out but now he so not alive. 

“Would you like something to drink? Or better yet let’s just go sit in the kitchen.” He doesn’t wait for me to respond as he walks effortlessly with the giggling little girl still attached to him down a long and wide wooden floored passage way. I rush behind him, my sling leather bag hitting my thigh as I do so. We round another corner going down a long corridor before we make a right and pass down the photo room filled with probably thousands of photos framed on the wall. We take a few steps down then turn left. 

“This place is like me a maze.” The awe in my voice doesn’t go unnoticed by Dexter who chuckles and takes another right in front of me.

“It’s fun, Decky needs exercise. “ She giggles after she’s done talking and I don’t stop the big goofy grin on my face from making an appearance as we finally make it to the kitchen which is something from the movies, dark oak doors, silver fridges, dark oak counters with a tinge of white here and there, “Wow, this place is nice.” 

Dexter slip his sister off his shoulder and she instantly runs to the freezer on the other end of the kitchen and pulls out a tub of ice cream.

Dexter slips the girl off his shoulder and she instantly runs to the freezer on the other end of the kitchen and pulls out a tub of ice cream.

“My stepmother had the place redone before she passed on.” He slams the tub of ice-cream on the counter and I can’t help the flinch at hearing his sneer when he talks about his stepmother. 

“How many sisters do you have?” I ask him as a way of changing this direction of conversation

“One, she is a twin, her name is Niya and her twin my brother Nolan, they are in Liston Prep Academy. This little one is my aunts daughter. So what brings Reagan’s cousin to my front door? Plan on stealing some art?” His green eyes twinkle as he opens the tub of chocolate ice cream and I squirm at the look he gives me. 

“No, Mason said you might be able to help me find my dads killer.” He stops what he is doing as his small sister runs back to him, “Decky, give me ice cream.” 

He holds my gaze for a few seconds before he drops his head down to face the small little girl , “Ah, but I didn’t hear any magical words Casandra?” 

“Pleeeease Decky?” 

He rolls his eyes as he bends down and opens a cupboard pulling out three bowls , “Go wash your hands, your mother should be around any minute now.” 

“Mason said you might be able to help me find my dads killer?” He slides the ice cream spoon perfectly along the surface of the ice cream, resembling a perfect circle. 

“And how am I suppose to do that exactly?” He has a big grin on his face and I am not sure if it is from hearing Mason Brays name or the fact that I am here for his help?

“I have no idea, kind of why I’m here.”  

He laughs and I hate to admit it, but my stomach flutters as my cheeks heat up when I blush. Dexter  is strikingly attractive, his face is sharp ,like cut glass with high cheek bones and firm full lips, but when he laughs it transforms his sexy persona to a boy next door look.

“Okay, come over tonight after eight bring what ever you got and we can take it from there.”

Sabastian 

Time is a space , a continuous movement from past to present to future. For me right now it is a reality check of my recent past, a guilty promise of my coming future and a regretful reality of my current state. The woman in my bed next to me is that regret. A big one.

I think back to the evening before. 

“Sabastian Delroy, could say I am surprised to see you here but that would be a wasted lie now would it? Considering your father is the host.” The black haired European beauty stares at me as she sips the crystal in her manicured hands. 

I’ve stood here in this corner just off the right side of the fire place, watching the bustle of people charade around our entertainment Hall in their branded attire and false faces. My father and Hector Stone haven’t left the table where they are currently seated. Which is not odd as the people in the circle would undoubtedly make contact with the two most richest men in this room.


“How are you Arena?” My eyes travel down her short pearly white dress and toned legs down to her silver four inch heels before meeting her flirty gaze. Her brown eyes twinkle as her bronze skin shines in beauty and probably a small layer of makeup. 


“Always good to see you Sabastian.” She answers before she takes the final sip of her Champagne. Giving me the full view of her long naked neck.



“How is your brother? Has his trips to Brazil been forthcoming in his studies?” I ask her as a way to stir up a conversation but also send her a subtle message that I am not interested in rekindling our past. 

“Yes, he is still convinced that medicine is his calling, but father would not allow it any longer.” She confesses which takes me back, as in our world knowledge is power. Giving me inside in her brothers ideas isn’t smart business , because it shows weakness but knowing Arena Karon I would be a fool to believe she is not thinking about what she is telling me. 

“Business is business, legacy is birthright.” I tell her as I shove my hands in my pocket. 

“I have some news I wish to share, maybe after the evening is over?” She smiles, but I can easily tell it isnt an easy one. Arena almost seems nervous. I don’t hide the grin tugging my lips as I watch her squirm. 

“Sabastian.”

The voice calling my name has my grin dropping and my eyes narrowing as I look beyond the European beauty to the Texan born blue eyed jock who was once my best-friend now he is just the guy that stole my Vixen and crushed my heart.

“Thought you would be spending the evening with Dainy.” I make a show of looking behind him just for good measure. I don’t want him to know that I am aware Kylie took Dainy to Seattle with her. Reagan isn’t stupid he would know I had a hand in it by one slip up. 


“She’s with Kylie, my dad sent me in his place instead.” He reaches out to me and I clap him on the back as he does the same to me. He turns and I have to admire that he doesn’t even have the slightest of interest as he looks at Arena, but I guess if you had Dainy Hallow in your bed one cannot blame you. The thought makes me frown and dampens my mood to an all time high. 


“This is Arena Karon, Arena meet Reagan Orniel.” I make the introduction.


Arena makes the first effort and lifts out her hand which Reagan shakes, “Karon, your father is the main investor in the Capital Sourcing.” 

She grins as she places her empty glass on a passing servers tray, “Yes, and you the heir to the Orniel fortune, lucky boy.”

Her eyes twinkle and I can already see the wheels turning in her head as to how could Reagan benefit her family name. 

Sabastian



Thanks.” Reagan gives her a tight smile, and I glare at him, as he is not really benefiting my point of having her here in Liston Hills. Alena doesn’t take well to unpleasant people. As far as she is aware Reagan and I are still good friends. 

“Alena can Mr Orniel and I have a moment, I’m afraid it is quite important.” I inform her with a smile that is as genuine as Reagan’s is fake.

“Of course, it was a pleasure meeting you Mr Orniel.” She smiles at Reagan, acknowledges me with a quick nod and walks away. I slip a hand out of my pants pocket and straighten my black bow tie as I watch Alena slip into the crowd of people. 

“What do you want to say Reagan? We both know you aren’t the guy who follows his fathers orders, especially one to agree to attend a formal business function.”  

He smiles , “No I am not, we need to talk about Dainy and you.” 

“Trouble in paradise??? There is no Dainy and I, but let us get this over with, follow me.” I say as I start walking a head of him, passing the guest and through the back doors leading to the side steps. 

I take it two at a time, the wooden floor spirals up onto the third floors deck. Reagan, Connor, Lucan, Jace, Mason and I used to spend our weekends up on this deck getting high. Those days were now just a memory. 

Mason was on his own beat since his dad found out about Sienna and him. They were distant cousins who just couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. Sienna was now in boarding school in Manhattan. He blocked her out of his mind and now opted to spend more time with Dexter. 

Kylie considered her a sister. But nobody really spoke about her anymore. 

Jace is now living with Connor, Aiden and I across from Dainy’s place, but he couldn’t be more further away. Something is up with him. He is spending less time with Aiden which I find odd and more time in my space. 

Connor has been going to the Satan Sniper’s clubhouse on weekends helping them with security while the leaders search for Beggar, a supposedly female Mafia assassin. 

Lucan spent his time his time gaming as usual. He was supposed to live with us but changed his mind. Never looked forward to it anyway.

And Reagan was occupied with his mothers death, finding out who was behind it while focusing on my vixen and his cousin Lizzy. 

I spent my time protecting Dainy, doing business and keeping Reagan from finding out too much information with regards to Gina’s death among other things.

We were all going our separate ways, growing in different directions. The one upside to it all was at least Connor, Jace , Aiden and I were in the same house, so we saw each other regularly. The one person that was missing was Dainy. 

To all newbies a big welcome. The recap will be done after the next post and School Me S4 will be commencing on Monday.