Chapter 58: A place called home...
Charis
"Girlfriend?" Slater chuckled, looking at Rhett, who burst into laughter. "It’s a boy, dearest brother. Most of the boys at Ravenshore love themselves more than they love women, and the school turns a blind eye to it. Anyways, stay away from a guy with the dirty red hair who hangs near the greenhouse," Slater added.
"Last time, Marcus ended up high as the moon and tried to propose to one of the statues," Rhett chimed.
"They sell drugs, too?" I asked, my eyes widening with shock.
"This is a boarding house, Eamon. What do you think happens here besides education?" Rhett laughed. "Ravenshore is rotten to the core, but it has always been. Way before today."
"And last, avoid the student treasurer, Brielle," Slater said again. "She gives out loans to students both underground and officially. She looks like a saint, but she’ll rob your entire bloodline."
"Wow!" I shook my head, noting that Kael had added another toast to my plate.
"The easiest way to survive Ravenshore is to become popular," Rhett leaned back on the chair, popping two pills into his mouth and swallowing with water. "And you can achieve that by beating every student in your form and coming out as the best..."
"Or having superb fighting skills, the school has ever seen—Kael is the best fighter by the way," Slater murmured.
"Or, come from legacy. Perhaps your parents are members of the PTA board or the School board and have donated a significant amount of money. Apart from that, being the son of an Alpha doesn’t mean anything here. We’re all sons of Alphas."
"So, Kael is First-year coordinator and the best fighter in the whole school, Slater is Beta Prime, and you’re..." I turned to Rhett.
"A member of the school board," he shrugged, giving me an easy smile. "And the most handsome boy Ravenshore has ever produced. I’ve won the title for two consecutive years. No one has ever done that."