Endeca (The Escapism Series) Read Online Free

him at every angle with her wicked eyes.
    “It`s not what it looks like,” I whispered.
    “Why the hell not? Especially when it looks like that ,” she sighed, continuing, “Tis a shame to waste resources and you know me. I’m all about being green.”
    I rolled my eyes and grabbed my book bag. “He’s a man, not a recyclable.”
    “Oh honey, they’ve been recycling men since the dawn of time.”
    I snickered, “Alright, come on now. Marla’s waiting.” I quickly sent her a text.
    We’re heading outside
    The weather definitely shifted to a colder front, courtesy Caleb’s exhibition. I turned the heat up in Calliope’s car and played around with the settings of her car audio system.
    “Avoiding the elephant much?”
    “What? No ,” I shook my head crudely. “Nicholas crashed at my place because his apartment was…was being fumigated and you know me, hospitable girl and all.”
    “ Right . That still doesn’t explain the fact that nothing happened. Something must have happened between the two of you.  It was etched all over your horny faces. What do you take me for?” she scoffed, intrusively.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, shaking my head side to side. Horny faces? God!   “Oh, there’s Marla.”
    “Wait ‘till she hears about what’s transpired between the two of you,” Calliope smirked, delighted.
    “Leave it to the two of you to make something out of nothing. If something ever happened, you two wenches would be the first to know,” I said, misleadingly.
    Oh what a tangled web…
    “Know about what?” Marla inquired, sliding in the back seat.
    “Nicholas spent the night and apparently nothing happened between the two of them. Go .”
    “Start from the beginning and don’t you dare leave out any details. I’m holding the goods here,” she raised the coffee tray and bag in her hand smelling of fresh croissants.
    “I-I’d rather not get into this right now. I barely slept,” I stifled after realizing the picture I had painted, evident in Marla and Calliopes widened eyes. “Because of this horrible headache I have. Ouch. The pain,” I said, feigning agony.
    “I think I may have something that’ll help with the pain,” Marla said, handing me a coffee. “Let me guess. Back up coffee day? Looks like you’re in serious need, Z.”
    “How lucky am I to have such amazing friends,” I quickly took a sip from the paper cup.
    “Very lucky,” Calliope crooned. She winked and shot me a sideways grin, dismissing the uncomfortable topic. I sat back in my seat, relieved. “What goodies do we have in the baggie, my dear Marla?”
    ~
    We arrived on campus and all I thought about was how awkward it’d be to run into Orion, even Kiran. I sympathized for Kiran because his sister returned without any sentiment toward him, as though she were a complete stranger.
    “I really hope I do well on this paper.  I spent hours researching,” said Marla.
    “Paper? Oh no, where was I?” I freaked, pressing my eyelids together, searching for any recollection of the assignment description. Diddlysquat.
    “Here’s the assignment info. I knew you were daydreaming. You do that a lot these days. What gives?”
    Calliope intercepted, while I read the information dismayed. “There’s no ‘A for effort’ here, guys. Statistically speaking, students in first year average a C or B at best. The markers are such tight-asses.”
    Marla sighed, taking a big bite out of her danish.
    “Shit shit shit! It must have slipped my mind. I’ll have to work on it during my break.”
    “ Chill . I still need to do one so I’ll join you. It’ll be fun. You and me in the library getting our scholarly-on.”
    “Sure. Fun ,” I sighed, annoyed with myself for sharing. So much for ganking my off-source for research.
    We arrived at Vari Hall, entering the noisy lecture room.  Students were scrambling for seats and once we were settled, Orion sauntered in.  He spoke briefly with another TA