Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 103033 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103033 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
“Go Gramps!” Noa cheered.
I smiled and applauded with the others, and it was endearing as fuck to see Franklin sufficiently taken aback. He was a sweet man—when he wasn’t crawling on his hands and knees for cock.
“In second place,” Lucas continued, “just six points behind first place, we have Master August, Ev, and Ivy with image thirty-two, Surrendering. Congratulations.”
We applauded again, and I made a mental note to have a look at the images later.
“Last of all, and yet at the very top!” Lucas spoke over the cheers. “KC and Noa take gold with image forty, The Doll Doesn’t Speak. A big round of applause!”
“Daddy, we won!” Noa shot up from his chair and fist-pumped the air. “Almost worth seven hours in makeup! Woo-hoo!”
I laughed and glanced over at KC, who grinned and shook his head.
“Fantastic job, everyone,” Lucas said with a smile in his voice. “We have a few honorary mentions too, mostly because they competed for fourth place with almost the same number of points in the end. So a job very well done to the Tenley triad and Master McKenna and his Macklin—and call me biased, but I’ll mention my own contribution with Colt and Kit as well. We finished in seventh place right after Ty and Lane’s wonderful Island Prey.”
Having not seen the photos myself, I could only soak up the contagious buzz in the room and vow to myself that this was only the first of many, many events for Dean, Gael, and me.
Hell, I’d already signed us up for the one in March, which was in just a little over two weeks. The events were usually held near the end of each month, but since so many members were going on that cruise then, they’d moved the Game.
Easter was coming early this year, and we’d enjoy a very fun Easter Egg Hunt.
With a twist.
Once the Picture-Perfect excitement settled, Walker returned to the podium, his mere presence causing everyone to pipe down.
“We have one more announcement to make,” he stated. “Since last month, we’ve had two new additions to our community. Santiago has finally joined us properly—”
“About damn time,” Colt said and clapped me on the back.
I chuckled.
“Tonight, he’s Coach Santiago,” Walker told the crowd. “Moreover, Nora is new with us as well. Welcome to Mclean House, Nora.”
“Yeah, welcome to House Mclean, Nor!” Corey hollered.
Reese shook his head.
“Thank you, Cor!” Nora responded cheekily, and Corey just grinned like a goof. I knew they’d originally come from the same community, Old Town.
I observed Penelope for a beat, though her expression didn’t reveal anything.
She was up next. “Settle down, students. Classes are about to begin, and you don’t want to miss any information.” She gave the subs a couple seconds to shut up. “Behind me, you see your Coaches and Professors for the evening, and Professor West has already assigned you to your study group.” There’d be four of those, with five subs in all but one. Group three, which was Gael’s group, had four students. “I am Headmistress Darling, and, together with Headmaster McKenna here, we will simply observe the classes, make sure you don’t misbehave—and deal with those who do.”
“Uh-oh,” I heard someone say.
“Outside each classroom on the second floor, you will find your schedules, but we’ll tell you where you’re going right after this,” Pen continued. “Group one, you’re off to Room 9 for geometry with Professors River and Reese Tenley and Professor Jack Dune. Group two, you will start in Room 5 for biology with Professor Ty Madison, Professor KC Hayles, and Professor Sloan Wallace. Group three, you can sit tight right here because PE takes place in the Great Hall with Coach Colt Carter, Coach Santiago Jones, and Coach Greer Finlay.”
Gael beamed at me, only a tad nervous, and I winked at him.
“Lastly, group four,” Penelope went on. “You’re going upstairs to Room 10 for your English class with Professor Lucas West and Professor Lucian Leroux.” She turned back to us in the faculty. “Professor Dean Aavik and Professor Kingsley Madden are on break the first thirty minutes.” Then she shifted her gaze to the students once more. “You will see them in your history class in Room 8 later. Now, here’s Headmaster McKenna with some rules. We love those here at Mclean House Academy.”
Walker joined her side. “We absolutely do. Number one, we do not spoil a class for the next study group. Do not share any details about the classes you’ve already had. No exceptions. If we find out any of you broke this rule, you’ll face some of our harshest punishments, all approved by your Owners.” When he spoke, fucking everyone sat up straighter. It was a sight to behold. He possessed the same level of authority in his voice as Dean and Lucian. “No cheating on your exams,” he continued. “If our Professors catch you cheating, you will not only be disqualified from the event, you will take a public over-the-knee spanking in the Great Hall at the end of the night.”