I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

Enira sighed. "But wouldn't that make him sad? And if he ever does fall in love with someone else, what would you do then? Just strangling the one he's in love with, will only make him sadder. Don't you know?" I had a feeling Enira was talking for herself. It was almost like she was securing her future or something. 

Marg apparently wasn't affected. "I don't trust men but I do trust Helio." That really felt great to hear. "But I'm aware anything can happen if love is involved, so I'll be patient and lenient, as long as he remains loyal to me." Her smile was radiant. 

That actually felt good to hear despite what she implied. I was in a good mood again. 

"Well, that works for me," Selene said, quietly. 

I really felt sorry for doing this to her. "You know you don't have to-"

"No, this really does work out for me." Selene's sad face disappeared and a smirk surfaced. "SO basically, we could do anything as long as he still commits to you right?" She wrapped her hands around my neck from behind. Needless to say, a lot of stuff touched my back. "We're even free to do that, right?"

'Please tell me, you're not going to tell me, what you're going to tell me.'

Marg sighed. "Well, if it's for his sake I won't stop him, but I won't tolerate betrayal." Why the hell was she backing off now!

Huh?

I was being ignored just like that?

And they were basically having this great conversation about who I'd sleep with but didn't feel the necessity to include me?

And where'd those thoughts about killing people go? Seriously!

What the hell was going on?

'Calm down, you need to calm down.' Yeah, there was no way I could calm down now. And not to mention Selene's stuff was still touching me. 

'Soft-' I wiggled my brain a little to calm down, and no, it wasn't working. 

"How about we divide him up? You have three days a week and the two of us will have two days each?" Enira proposed. "We'll change rooms thrice a week then. Meaning, we at least need three separate rooms."

"Hey, I'm not chocolate bread that you can just divide!" Then again, I wouldn't hand over my bread to anyone in the first place, unless it was absolutely necessary. 

All three eyes descended upon me. 'Now you want my input?'

Every single one of them had a smile and whether I liked it or not, they were going to extract an answer from me. Marg's smile was the deadliest one. 

So, I took a deep breath. "First of all, we haven't even seen any houses yet. Second, I haven't said yes to any of what you guys talked about. And more importantly, third, I don't intend to sleep with anyone other than Marg."

I was very intent on keeping my word, and even though my mind kind of sent weird thoughts at me, I was ready to tackle them. 

And houses weren't cheap. 

Marg puffed her almost non-existent chest with pride. "I've won." She was darn cute. 

"We'll see about that," Enira mumbled. 

Meanwhile, Selene smiled. "Under the same roof huh?" She looked at the ceiling and had a daydream of her own. Her warm breaths fell on my neck, yeah, she was excited. 

Did these people even hear me?

Yes, but actually, no!

  "Well, the house should be taken care of." Marg grabbed my arm and freed me from the clutches of Selene. "You already paid for the night, right?"

"Yes. Why?" Selene asked.

Marg grinned. "Don't worry, we'll be making good use of this place tonight." I had a feeling she was just messing with these two. "And we're leaving." Marg glared at Selene. "Let's discuss this at a later time."

'There will be more discussions?' Didn't I already make it clear that I only wanted to sleep with Marg?

I so, so wanted to sigh. 

Selene nodded and waved at me, albeit both reactions were a bit forced. "You sure you're not getting late?"

"Late-"

"Wait for-" Before Enira could say anything we warped. 

***

"This place is still that dark, huh?"

It was more like purple than dark: the ninth dimension. 

"If I-" Marg paused. "If I ever end up stranded here, will you come find me?"

She didn't look at me. But I did. "Of course!"

I had no freaking idea what this place even was, but at this point, I was willing to travel to the end of time, for her. 

Light illuminated my vision and we'd arrived at the academy fields. 

"Now-" Marg looked natural. "Why did you fawn over her when she was wearing that costume?" Her expression was gone and she became a bit too normal. 

Just how the hell did she know?

"How did you know I was going to that place?" I spoke very carefully. 

Marg looked away. "The earring. Let's both get a piercing." I kind of suspected. And after checking her ears, I could confirm she didn't have piercings either: I guess we both could suffer together. "You like bunny girls?" And she changed the subject rather fast. 

"I cannot deny my affection for the bunnies." I had to look away too. 

There wasn't anyone near us. But even so, this was hella embarrassing. 

Marg cleared her throat. "Anyway, what do you say, we head out tomorrow and check our new house out?"

"You said there won't be a problem but-"

"Remember that key father gave you?"

"Yeah?"

This wasn't going where I think it was going, right?

"That was the key of a house on the island, and I already checked out the rent and all that." She had a faint smile but it was evident, she was trying too hard. 

And yes, it really was what I was thinking. 

"But wouldn't-"

"He already paid the first year's rent. We can choose a different house if you don't like it."

A whole rent-free year, huh? Sounded too good to be true, but maybe this wasn't really that bad. 

"Well, I'm fine if you are." Though I'd do a very thorough search once I got the house- after all, it'd be very awkward if there happened to be surveillance stuff there. 

I didn't think Marg's father would be that low, but I sure wasn't taking the chance either. 

"The time?"

"How about ten?"  Marg was kind of in a good mood for some reason. I guess she was excited to see the new house with me. 

"Okay." Tomorrow was a holiday anyway. 

Marg smiled, came close, and kissed me on the cheek. "I'll come visit later."

"But Merin-"

And she was gone. Wait, she did say stuff about using that room Selene had booked, so maybe- my face kind felt like melting with emotions. 

I was a little disappointed that I didn't get the kiss on the lips but this was also kind of cute. 

"Finally she's gone." A sigh came from behind me. 

And now I had another problem.

"Just get in the saber."

Because I didn't want to walk around with a girl like her. People were getting a lot of wrong ideas about me. And for some reason whenever this girl and I were alone, she'd grabbed my arm and walk like my little sister. Even my sister wasn't this clingy. 

"Denied!" And no, she wasn't listening to me.

"Wasn't I supposed to be your master?"

"Only when people are around. Whenever the two of us are alone-" She tiptoed and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I'm-"

I sighed, got out of her grip, and walked. 

Let's go.

She pouted a bit too loudly but, oh well. 

It was almost evening and by the look of things, a lot of students were getting off the island. Tomorrow was a holiday and I was really surprised mom didn't call me over. Oh, wait, my Holo was dead. 

Maybe not having a Holo wasn't so bad. 

The ones that were still here were going on about the usual way. 

I didn't see the group of six who were always pretending to planes today though. I didn't slam into the palm either. 'Something happened to Ariel?'

It didn't have anything to do with me, so I just kept on walking and reached the dorm in due time. 

A lot of people stared at me funny when they saw the happy girl right next to me. Even the manager looked like she had something to say, but she didn't. 

After all, this girl was my familiar and there were no rules forbidding her entry even after six. 

I didn't know why but I kind of liked that look on the manager's face. She gave me so much trouble but now- I kind of wanted to laugh at her face, but I contained myself. I was a good guy after all. I still snickered though. 

***

Once up, Merin gave me hell. 

"Do you have any idea what you did?"

"NO?"

He locked the door and stood right in front of me like he was the boss of me or something. "Well, sit down."

I took a seat. "What's with the attitude, dude?" He was acting like my mom for some reason. 

The guy sighed. "Look." He flashed his Holo at me. 

My eyes kind of wanted to pop out. 

"This is bad, right?"

"You think?" He smiled. 

It wasn't bad, it was very bad. 

There were three things written on the Holo, one, my name, two, someone else's name, and three, a missing sign right next to my name. And it was the official screen of the newcomers' international tournament's scoreboard. 

Apparently, I had a match at six-thirty and it was already six forty-two.