The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1) Read Free Page B

friendly, Brandon,” Matt said to him.

    “That’s clear,” Brandon replied. “Perhaps they should get some rest.”  

    “If you’d get away from the door, we could go in,” Jessica commented.  

    “Oh, so sorry,” Matt said. He moved to clear the path for the girls.  

    “You certainly are,” Jessica said with sarcasm.  

    Brandon laughed. “She’s a feisty one, Matt. Better hope she’s not in your section.”

    “I’m sure I can handle her.”

    “I’m sure you can’t. Come on, Kels,” Jessica said, walking past Matt and opening the entry door. Kelsey followed her and the door closed behind them.  

    “The New Yorker was cute,” Brandon said.

    “They were both stupid,” said Matt.

    Brandon laughed. “I wouldn’t assume stupid.”

    Matt smiled wickedly. “We’ll find out as soon as classes start.”

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the lone window of their room as Kelsey yawned and stretched. She looked over at the cell phone sitting on the shared nightstand and sat up in horror.  

    “Jess! It’s almost 9 a.m!” Kelsey shouted.

    “What?” Jessica said sleepily. Kelsey threw off the covers and leapt out of bed. She looked around frantically for her shower caddy, towel, and robe, and ran out of the room. Jessica raised her own arms, and a bit slower than Kelsey, since she was still tired, located her things and left the room.  

    I cannot believe I’m going to be late on my first day! Kelsey thought as soap streamed down her shoulders. She turned off the shower and briskly dried off.   As she stepped out of the shower in her robe, she almost bumped into Jessica, who had finally woken up to the fact that they were going to be really late for the Dean’s welcoming speech.  

    “Five minutes, Kels,” Jessica said, dashing past her and turning on the shower.

    “Let’s go!” Kelsey said. She quickly grabbed toothpaste and her toothbrush from the blue caddy and began brushing vigorously. She spat out the toothpaste, took the caddy and ran back down the hall to their open room.  

    Placing the caddy on her desk, she quickly pulled on jeans and a sweater. She was tying her wet hair into a ponytail as Jessica dashed in.  

    “I can’t believe my alarm didn’t go off,” Jessica groused as she put on jeans of her own. “Stupid phone.”  

    “Complain later. We’ve got to go,” Kelsey said as she pocketed her keys and wallet into her sleeveless fleece.  

    “Ready,” Jessica said, fully dressed. Her wet curly hair streamed over her collar, leaving wet marks on her cotton turtleneck. She took her coat and purse and they quickly left, closing the door behind them.  

    The two girls ran down the hall and raced quickly down the stairs. Their shoes echoed through the empty dormitory. They dashed out the front door and out into the quad.  

    The campus was absolutely silent. Second and third year students hadn’t arrived for classes yet, and every other 1L was sitting in Darrow Hall, listening to Dean Wilson welcome them to the campus.

    “Why does it have to be so far?” Jessica said, as their sneakers got soaked from running through the wet quad. It had rained this morning, but they were in too much of a hurry to avoid puddles.  

    Kelsey silently agreed. She glanced at her phone. 9:10. They were dead.  

    They skidded to a halt at the front of Darrow Hall.  

    “Room 101?” Kelsey said in a gasp.

    “Yeah,” Jessica replied weakly. They turned down the corridor and began to look. They passed 105, 106.

    “The other side, Jess,” Kelsey said. They turned back and headed to the doors at the end of the hall. They could hear speaking inside.  

    Kelsey opened the door as gently as she could, but the door was rusty and it creaked loudly as the Dean glanced through his papers on the podium. The entire audience turned to see who was late.  

    Kelsey and Jessica slipped into the room sheepishly, and looked for empty seats. But the room was practically