Page 26 of The Gargoyle in the College

Yeah... I’msoexcited about that.

Chapter 12

Laura

I sigh as I stare at the ceiling from my couch. I’m safely back in my dorm room, which is going to be my home for the coming years. But my heart is still racing and... I still have no idea what I’m doing with my life.

Gisett chuckles as he strokes my side. “So, you gave them your number and you agreed to go to the bar with them in the weekend?”

“Yeah... I’m so bad at saying no.”

“But you’ll enjoy it.”

I sit up and he groans. I was cuddling with him, but now, not. “Look, do you seriously think that it’s a good idea? It’s a bar! There is going to be a ton of people, and the music is going to be loud. You know it’s not a good place when they have to offer free drinks for people to even go there.”

He rolls his eyes. “Come on. You know that’s the oldest advertising trick. Everyone’s there to pick up...” He clicks his tongue, seemingly realizing something. “Well, pick up some fun.”

I narrow my eyes on him. That’s absolutely not what he meant to say.

He clears his throat. “I mean it, you’ll get to know friends.”

I huff. “I don’t think that’s the case. I just... Maybe I don’t want to be out.”

He stretches his wings. “Or maybe you want to be with me.”

I fold my arms. “You sure love to stroke your own ego. Not to mention you invited yourself in my room without telling me first.”

“Hey, I didn’t get spotted by anyone in the dorm. And you said you love the spaghetti.”

I sigh. He’s not wrong. “Well, I’d like a heads up, regardless.”

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me over to his lap. “Fine, fine. I’ll send you a message next time.”

I lean onto him. Somehow, being with him feels good and he doesn’t annoy me even though I planned to read a book or two this evening and I’m sure not doing that in peace when he’s here. “I don’t know. I think I should get to know more people, but sometimes, it feels like I can just be on my own.”

He blinks and watches me. “Just your own? You don’t want to be with other humans, right? How about a gargoyle?”

“You know what I mean.”

“Not even a gargoyle?”

I sigh. I swear he is just messing with me. “At times, not even a gargoyle.”

“Okay... I hope it’s not today.”

“I just want to know whether it’s a bad idea to agree to go.”

“You’ll never know. Sometimes, you have to live a bit.”

I stare at him. Maybe he thought I was a normal person. I’m too weird for that and too... not sociable for my own good. “Okay... I want to read a book now.”

“Do I leave?”

I won’t mind if he does, but if he wants to stay, it can’t be that bad. “Do you have to watch the gate or something? If you keep sneaking out, will you get caught or something?”

He shakes his head and strokes my side. “Not really. Maybe I’m being lax with myself, but it has been a long time since anything has gone wrong, so we’re good.”

So, he’s going to stay here...

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