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nine

I awoke with the sun the next day, being the first one up in our spacious hotel room. Kennedy was sound asleep next to me, with the boys on the other bed and Ashleigh on the pull out sofa. Last night's memories replayed in my head like a favorite song, and I couldn't help but smile.

I had a good night. Finally.

I decided to make some coffee before getting ready for the day, but before I could do so, I checked my phone and noticed...ten missed calls? Seven from mom, three from Victoria. My heart started to race as I tried to think what could possibly be wrong. Checking my voicemail, a huge pit began to form in my stomach.

Those scumbag paparazzi took photos of me with Timotheé last night at L'Arc, and it was all over celebrity news sites. My mind raced as I felt my heart beat quicken, feelings of rage and embarrassment overwhelming me. But then I realized something even worse- I could lose my scholarship. I could be expelled.

As the panic and reality of the situation set in, tears formed in my eyes and I worked up every last bit of composure to call my mom. With every ring came more tears.

"Mom?" I began to speak.

"Anastasia Valentina Wentworth, you better explain yourself right now before I book you a flight back to the states." she angrily spat out, as I tried to come up with what to say next.

"Mom-" my voice crumpled, "Mom, I'm so sorry. Kennedy wanted to take a trip this weekend, and I knew we shouldn't have left Switzerland but it sounded so fun, and I really needed this. I got a little too drunk and-" I rambled on before she interrupted.

"What do you mean you needed this? What will Carson think, huh? You had the nerve to cheat on your amazing and loving boyfriend like that and-" this time I cut her off.

"For God's sake mom, we broke up MONTHS ago. I tried to tell you all summer but every time I tried, I couldn't. I know you're used to me being this perfect child, but that's not who I am anymore, okay?"

And with that, I hung up, my cheeks red from anger and stained with tears.

As I looked up from my phone, I realized I'd woken everyone up from the fight.

"Ana...what's going on?" Kennedy asked me with a genuinely concerned look, as Jaxon and Carson looked down at the floor and Ashleigh pursed her lips.

"Last night. It's all over the news. I'm going to have my scholarship taken away." I sit back down on the bed with my head in my hands. "You know what? I'm gonna go. You guys enjoy the rest of the day."

Before anyone can detest, I take my bags and leave, calling an Uber to come get me and take me back to St. George.

When I reached the front gates of the school I've called home for nine months out of the year since seventh grade, I couldn't help but wonder if this was it. To be expelled my senior year would destroy my permanent record, and I'd basically be saying goodbye to any chance of getting into a good college.

God, how could I be so stupid? To sacrifice my dreams of getting into an ivy league just to have one night of fun?

I sluggishly made my way into the building, which was thankfully empty during this hour, and trudged my way up into my dormitory. It was now one o'clock and I prayed to God that somehow no one would see the articles with my drunken face plastered across them. Sitting down on my bed now, I decided to call the one person who I knew would understand. Victoria.

"Ana...I don't even know what to say right now. Are you okay? Did you talk to your mom yet?" her calming voice spoke out of my phone's speaker.

"I really messed up, Tori. I don't even know how to feel. I mean, I could get expelled for this. Lose my scholarship and have to go to a community college. My mom was furious." I tried to make out the hurtful words through oncoming tears.

"Babe, listen to me. You're going to flourish no matter where you are. You don't know for sure that they'll punish you. You've been a straight A student ever since you came to St. George and everyone knows you'll be valedictorian. Try not to freak out until you know more. I love you so much, Ana."

"I love you too...I miss you so much right now. I wish I could've told you what happened without the fucking paparazzi posting my face everywhere. It was such a good night and it all got fucked up by morning."

"Well hold onto those good moments and don't let those assholes bring you down. You're a queen, honey. Just relax, take a hot shower, and a nap if you don't have anything to do for the rest of today."

"Thanks Tor, I will. All I have to do is meet with Mr. Maddox at 5. But I have some time before then."

"Is he the sexy new teacher? Not fair he replaces Ms. Bennet as soon as I leave."

Her words make me chuckle slightly, and I answer "Yes, he is. And I totally made a fool of myself in front of him the other day by body slamming him in the hallway. God, I hope he doesn't read tabloids."

"I don't know, maybe it'll make him jealous." she teased.

"Oh, shut up! I'm going to shower, but thanks for the pep talk. I'll check in again soon. I hope Munich is treating you well."

"Anytime, Ana. And Munich is great, I'll tell you all about it soon! Go relax."

She hangs up the phone and I'm left feeling slightly calmer than before. I strip out of yesterday's clothes and head into the shower in an attempt to wash away yesterday's filth. I let the hot water run over my body and try to take some deep breaths.

It's going to be okay, I tell myself.

After my shower (and an hour long nap), it's time for my meeting with Damien.