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The girl shrugs. “No worries, if you’re shy, I can take someone else first -“
I glance quickly where Rafe and Jesse are already standing on platforms, but when I see that their tailors are older men…
“I’ll go,” Luca says, starting to walk past me and flashing his charming smile at the girl tailor, who is probably just about my age. “Hi, my name is Luca, it’s lovely to meet you -“
“Hey, no cutting,” Ben says as I squeak a little, realizing I’m losing my chance to be measured by the only girl here. Luca falls back a step as Ben grabs him by the sleeve. “Let Ivi go first, cheater.”
“I was called before Ivi,” Luca protests, but I scurry forward and Luca just laughs, letting me. Almost shaking with anxiety, because this could go very wrong, I step onto the platform.
“Congratulations,” the girl says, smiling up at me. “Can you tell me your name for the list?”
I do so, and she makes a note on the pad next to her before reaching for her measuring tape.
“Um,” I say, looking anxiously at my brother and cousin for help, but they’re talking to each other and have apparently forgotten all about me. “Listen, you don’t really have to take measurements for me, you can just…give me a uniform the same size as this one that I’m laughing.”
Unfortunately, the girl just laughs as she reaches forward, starting to measure the length of my leg from my hip to the floor. “Cadet Clark, you are swimming in this uniform. Don’t worry – we’ll get you suited up very nicely – sharp and trim!”
“No, really,” I protest, taking a step forward as she stands and moves behind me, tugging the pack from my back even as I try to cling to it. “Honestly, I prefer to be…unfitted…” She scolds me good naturedly for being so shy before measuring the width of my shoulders and then the length from the name of my neck to my lower back.
I jump a little as her hand grazes the top of my butt, but she just laughs at me again, going on with her work, and suddenly her hands appear in front of me as she passes the tape from one hand to the other, starting to loop it around my chest.
“No, please,” I whisper, begging and doing my best to spin around.
But the girl, she just keeps going. “What, are you ticklish?” she laughs, her words kind and teasing as her hands move lightning-fast in a practiced manner, tightening the tape first around my chest, and then my waist, and then my hips.
I hold my breath as her hands go still and she raises her head, her eyes slowly meeting mine as she considers the particular ratio of my dimensions.
My breathe freezes in my lungs as the young tailor and I stare at each other, neither of us blinking.
I mean, I am not someone who can claim anything close to the dangerous curves of a temptress, but I am decidedly a girl. Like my mom, I have smaller breasts, but my waist is small and my hips are far from narrow. The seamstress stares at me for another second before she blinks rapidly, clarity suddenly coming to her face, studying me as she puts the pieces together. “Please,” I say, lifting my hands up and shaking my head vehemently, “please, I am begging you…”
And then a grin bursts onto her mouth.
My stomach absolutely sinks to the floor in relief.
The girl’s smile widens and she nods once, glancing over at the other tailors, who have not looked our way. “I’ll fudge the measurements,” she whispers, nodding to me The Hidden Princess At All-boys Alpha Academyagain, more eagerly this time. “Give you a little extra room for….mystery. And I’ll send along some stretchy fabric for…”
She quickly gestures towards her own breasts, just subtly, and relief floods through me. “Thank you,” I whisper as she beams and finishes up measuring my arms, around my neck, and finally my inseam. “Thank you, I owe you everything.”
“You’re welcome,” she says, looking up at me as if she genuinely means it. “I’m…I’m really excited for you, Cadet Clark. I think it’s great.”
And as we grin at each other, I quite suddenly wish we had more time – Because she seems like the kind of girl that I could really talk to. And, all in a rush, I suddenly miss girl time with a vehemence that surprises me. I mean, I love my brother and my cousin and all my new friends here –
But if I could just have ten minutes to sit and talk to a girl who is my friend and confidant, who I can laugh with and spill my heart to…
“Go ahead,” she says, nodding her head to the side and giving me a wink. “You’re all finished. Uniforms will be delivered tomorrow. Good luck!”
I grin my thanks to her again and, while I probably should be worried that she’s lying and is going to tell her superiors the moment I get out of the room, somehow as I watch her finish up her notes, I am not nervous at all.
But I admit, I am a little jealous when I notice that Luca is the next one to step on her pedestal as I sling on my pack and pick up my boxed temporary uniform. And as she greets him, he’s already smiling that too-charming smile.
When the nice tailer looks up at him, her eyes widen with surprise and pleasure, and I can see that his charm and his dimples are already doing their work.
“Come on, jealous,” Jesse whispers to me. He’s already out in the hall, and he laughs as he pulls me away from the doorway. “Time to go to the dorms. She’s not going to steal your man in the next two minutes.”
I scowl at the thought because – I mean, she is pretty and clearly very nice. But Jesse is right – I have other things to wonder about right now.
“The dorms?” I ask, sufficiently distracted by the thought of it. And suddenly I laugh at myself, because how can this not be the first thing I checked? I balance my box on one arm, lifting open the top and reaching my hand in, searching for the little piece of paper that I know has my dorm assignment written on it – I mean, where will I be living? Will it even be close to Rafe and Jesse? What will the bathrooms be like – “Don’t worry about that,” Rafe says, grinning at me and putting a hand on my arm as I search. “We made sure you’re in with us.”
“With…with you?” I ask, looking between them. “I’m rooming with you?”
“It’s a big suite,” Jesse says, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “We had them add a little matchbox bed in the corner for our pet shrimp. Wasn’t a problem.”
“How do you – how did you already pull strings and make changes?” I breathe, shocked and suddenly very excited. “Did you already know your room before today?”
