Page 676 of Filthy Elites

Rotten Luck

“I votedto suspend him from the team. After what he and his friends did to you, he should have been kicked off the team.”

“You didn’t base your verdict on me, did you?” Janie ran her hands through her hair. “Kels?”

“That whole team should be thrown out of school!” Kelsey’s fists were on her hips. “Ugh. He’s… He’s… Such an arrogant jerk.”

Janie grabbed her hand and led her over to the couch in their living room. “Tell me everything from the beginning.”

“The vice president of academic affairs presented the information that was gathered about Adrian, the rowing team, his friends, and the mysterious Onyx Society. It took about forty minutes for him to go over everything.”

“What did the evidence say?” Janie curled her feet under her.

“It was mostly about Eric and Parker, but there was a lot about Adrian being present when some of the things had happened. He was a part of the rowing team and one of Parker’s best friends.” Kelsey left out the part where the police had cleared him of any wrongdoing. The hearing had been about what was best for the university.

“Go on.” Janie knew her friend was holding something back.

“They made me go last. I wanted to go first, but since I was the student government representative, I had to wait until the end.”

Janie winced. “You had to be the deciding vote?”

Kelsey nodded. “Yeah. There were six of us on the council. One professor didn’t show up so there was an even number. My vote tied it for suspending him from the team. Dr. Osborne had to give the final ruling.”

“What’d he say?”

Kelsey took another sip of her drink. “Adrian was suspended from the team for a month and has to do community service.”

Janie studied her best friend. “Are you feeling bad about voting that way?”

“No! Of course not! He deserved way worse than what he got.” Kelsey stood from the couch. “Uck. He was so conceited. He had the nerve to blame me for him being suspended. Like it was completely my fault, and not the two other people who voted the same way I did.”

She began to circle the living room. “He burst out of the men’s room and almost knocked into me and then he started accusing me of all kinds of craziness. He could have at least worn a shirt that fit him properly instead of it almost bursting at the seams when he folded his arms over his huge chest. I was waiting for the buttons to pop off and fly all over. Why don’t guys wear the right size? They throw on clothes and don’t bother considering how it looks to everyone else. He could have hurt someone if a button had flown off!”

Janie started laughing loudly. “I never thought Adrian had big muscles.”

“Are you kidding? His arms are huge, and his chest and back are ripped.” Kelsey was not going to think about how his khakis were snug against his butt when he walked away.

“Ripped, huh?” Janie chided.

“Whatever. He needs bigger clothes.”

Janie tried to suppress a grin. “Well, it’s over now. You don’t have to deal with his big muscles anymore.”

Kelsey shot her a glare.

Janie adopted an innocent expression. “We can focus on something else, like the fundraiser for the animal shelter.”

“Yeah.” Kelsey flopped back down on the couch. “Let’s plan out what we’re going to do.”

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Adrian struttedinto the fraternity house a block off campus. Phi Delta had been banned from campus two years ago for too many wild parties and getting into hot water for their pledge practices. They had lost their university endorsement, so technically the guys in the frat were not recognized in the Blackstone University Greek system, but they were still very much active and continued to throw as many parties as they could. Just about every night of the week, there was something going on. And that was precisely why Adrian was walking through their door.

He planned to get as intoxicated as he could, possibly hook up with a hot girl, and definitely pass out. He just needed to make sure he didn’t throw up first. It didn’t matter how attractive he was or how amazing in bed. The women worth his time wouldn’t think throwing up was a good thing. It would completely ruin the mood.

Most of the guys in the house had more money than they could ever spend but put forth a huge effort to do just that.

“Yo, Colton! What are you doing here on a weeknight?” a guy called out. He had one girl on his lap and his arm around another.

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