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I let go of a breath and go to turn back around to answer whoever it is, when Devin tumbles right on top of me. I shut my eyes and brace myself for the cold, marble floor I’m about to fall on. I hit it hard and loose my breath for a few seconds. My breathing is shallow; it feels like I have a body on my lungs. I remember that Devin fell on me, so I go to open my eyes, but there’s spot all across by vision. I can’t what’s going on anywhere. I close my eyes and try to calm down my nerves a little.

I open my eyes and see a pair of crystal blue eyes staring at me. His mouth turns into a smirk and he just keeps staring at me. He so meant to fall on me, just to feel me up. Jesus, what did I get myself into? I can hear some people whistling at us and some of the escorts are coming down the hall to see what happened.

“What’s up?” Devin says with a little smile on his face.

“Devin...” I say, barely able to talk, as I can hardly breathe.

“Yes?” He replies, getting a little closer to my face.

“You’re squishing me, I can’t breathe worth crap.” I say in a whisper.

He looks down at his body laying right on top of me, gets up and pulls me with him, and mumbles a ‘sorry’. I guess he didn’t notice that he fell on me, or he’s just playing dumb.

Devin grabs my hand and starts pulling me toward two people, B.J. being one of them and the other is a guy. He has golden brown eyes, dark brown hair, and is African American. He looks pretty muscular and he looks to be about sixteen years old. They both look up at Devin dragging me towards them as we get closer to them. B.J. leans over to the guy and whispers something to him and he gives a little smirk in reply.

“Hey guys,” Devin says with a wave of his right hand, his left is still intertwined with my right hand, “This is Ailia Drake, she just got here yesterday and she’s already a Level 2.” Devin sits down, making the three of them a half circle.

“You must have gotten Dr. Dee then; he usually puts everyone to the next level at the first meeting of a new trial period.” The guy says.

“How do you know that?” I ask, sitting down and completing the circle.

“Dr. Dee is my uncle on my mom’s side.” He answers, “Oh, and my name is Blair Lewis.” He gives me his hand and I shake it with a sweet smile. He pulls my hand to get me closer to him and says, “You know how the saying goes, ‘once you go black, you never go back’.”

“Sorry bud, I only like my meat white,” I reply, giving a little chuckle.

He laughs a little to himself and says, “I like you, you should eat lunch with us.” He thinks on this and says, “Well, at least close to us. The guys and girls eat on opposite sides of the lunchroom, but we get the two tables that are closest to each other and sit there. So we can talk and all that jazz.”

I nod, already knowing this fact.

“So you used to be Jake’s girl, eh?” He asks, nodding his head in Jake’s direction. He’s talking to some guys about his age.

Looks like he found some players, just like himself, never thought there would be that many here. “Yeah, I guess call it that. I was more his property than his girlfriend though.” I say with a little sneer, “He’s just screwed in the head; I’ll ever go back to that bastard.”

Devin laughs a little and says, “That’s not what he says. He says that if he ever saw you, you’d be begging to have him back, pleading on your knees even.”

“Pshhh, he just wants guys to think he’s some Greek god. Just so all the girls will worship the ground he walks on.” I state, “But in reality, he’s a negative one when it comes to women, if you know what I mean.” I smirk a little and we all burst out laughing.

***

We’re all walking down the hall from lunch. All the boys are on the left, girls on the right. B.J. is right in front of me walking like a Nazi and saying ‘Hail Hitler’ at random times. Blair and Devin are right across from us are doing some sort of skip slash dance slash jump thing. It sort of looks like they’re sacrificing us all, for God knows what. I chuckle a little at my thoughts and walk on.

I start humming a tune and do a little skip. The girls are just about to turn to the right when I see what looks like a guy escort for the hospital walk down the hall. He has black hair and looks to be in his late thirties. He is a little muscular, but not by much. Around his neck is a heart-shaped gold necklace. I’ve seen that before, I’ve seen him before. Where have I seen him before? I look up at his slate gray eyes and stop dead in my tracks. No, it can’t be...