Page 6 of Beauty's Monstrous Demons

His bark of laughter is obnoxious and loud as I leave, making a point to lock the outer door as well. I’ve trained more difficult dogs than him.

The hallway is still full as I dodge around people to get to the elevator. I can’t take the stairs while I’m living on the twelfth floor or I’ll be a sweaty mess by the time I hit the first floor. When the elevator doors open, I find a corner to stand in until we hit the lobby, and then I make my break to explore.

Dubious roommates or not, I’m going to make the best of this place before I’m forced to move on. A tiny part of me believes that there’s no such thing as scent matches and that the fortune teller cursed me instead.

There’s been too many changes in my life to not allow some sort of disgruntlement to seep in.

My first day of classes is not going the way I expected. I managed to get everyone’s schedules through a mixture of sneaking around and sleuthing. The professor we live with has his classesonline so I’m basing his schedule on that and his posted office hours. Then I stole and copied Adares’ and Thorley’s schedules out of their bags that they left in the living room and took photos of them.

I should not have someone knocking on the door at four in the morning as I shower.

“I’m almost done!” I call out, shaking my head in frustration as I rinse out my hair.

“The pipes groan, do you seriously need to be up so early?” a voice groans.

I didn’t know there was that issue or that the running water would wake any of them up. Ugh.

“I have early classes,” I say through the door as I begin to wash my body with scentless body wash. I can’t fuck up my descenting routine or I won’t be safe. I’m convinced the lotion won’t adhere well if I don’t wash my skin properly.

My heart begins to pound as I wait for him to leave. I have to apply my lotion in the bathroom or I’ll trail my scent through our dorm rooms. That’s unacceptable.

“Ugh,” the guy groans, stomping back to his room.

God, he must be really fun to deal with in his classes as he teaches. I take a twenty minute shower, it really isn’t that intense.

Ten minutes later, I’m walking out of the bathroom fully moisturized, dressed, and ready outside of my hair. I’m just going to run some product through it and let my hair curl as it dries. All of my products come out with me in a shower caddy, I don’t leave my hair behind, I'm a responsible and clean roommate.

They can eat a dick if they’re unhappy with my early hours.

Heading back to my room, I drop my clothing and towel into the hamper to take care of later. I’m going to have to collect afew days worth of clothes at a time if I have to go upstairs to do laundry.

Curling up in my bed with my pillows and blankets, I begin going through the different syllabi for my classes, even reading the chapters I need for my first classes. I’ve gotten a lot done in the last four days, and I’m hoping the rest of today goes better.

At seven in the morning, I peek my head out, finding the dorm quiet. Everyone’s doors are open while the front door is closed, which means they must be gone. Breathing a sigh of relief, I make myself breakfast, wash all of the dishes left in the sink and tidy everything up before heading into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

Fifteen minutes later, I’m downstairs headed to my first class. Unfortunately, because of my height, I have to jump out of the way of several people who can’t be bothered to look down. Damn monsters.

Finally, I find myself walking on the grass rather than the sidewalk because it’s the only way to keep from being trampled. I’m at their school essentially, I’m just going to have to get used to this.

My meeting with the head of the chemistry department went well, and I added another class to my schedule before the cut off. I’m going to basically live in my room and the library. If these so-called scent matches are here, I hope they figure out how to find me.

A self deprecating smile graces my lips as I trek to my History of Ancient Civilization course. It’s a required course at this school, one that discusses how monsters and humans coexist. I suppose it’s important to understand so we don’t repeat past mistakes. It’s simply a very early time for me, and it’s going to take a lot of concentration.

I skipped out on my coffee this morning because I didn’t see a coffee maker. I’ve made a thorough search of all the cabinets,which means it doesn’t exist. The housing manual doesn’t say we can’t have one, which means I’m going to need to order one once I start my job.

Over the last few days of getting used to the large campus, figuring out where everything is, I also found both the grocery store in town and the local bars. There was only one place that was hiring, which was a strip club. I know the tips will be good, and it’ll help me restock my dwindling cash flow.

The rest doesn’t matter. Hailee is the manager at the club, and she reassured me the boss is above board. I have worked for shitty bosses in the past, it would be nice to have a change of pace where I can count on the people I work for.

The boss may end up being a stick of dick cheese, so I’ll reserve judgement for now.

Hurrying through the hallway of the history department, I find myself shuddering in revulsion. There’s a musty smell coming from the walls, the stone tells me that water must be trapped behind it somehow. This is going to be one of my least favorite buildings due to the smell.

Breathing through my mouth, I open my class door, peering in to make sure I’m in the right room before I step in. There are what appears to be two other humans in the room and a scattering of monsters. I don’t really believe my eyes because glamour is something that’s bitten me in the ass more than once.

Walking up the steps to find a seat, I allow myself to take a full breath, almost tripping. Is that…peaches?

Shaking my head at the way the scent is making me feel, I scoot into an aisle seat. It’ll be easier for me to escape after class if needed.

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