Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
“AAAH!” Xander screamed.
He slumped against the wall, howling in pain.
“You’re annoying,” Cameron said flatly. “Get out of Room 316.”
She had originally tolerated Xander’s loud personality-after all, the SATs were only a couple months away, and dealing with a few disruptions didn’t seem like a big deal.
But Xander? Losing it every few days? Completely unhinged? Not anymore.
Cameron finally let go.
Xander dropped to the floor, clutching his arm and moaning dramatically.
Elijah stepped forward. “Don’t worry, Cameron. I’ll make sure he’s out of here.”
Xander scoffed, eyes blazing, “You? Elijah, who the hell do you think you are?” Elijah’s expression darkened.
Cameron stepped between them. “Don’t waste your breath on him. I’ll handle it myself.”
“You?” Xander sneered. “Please. You’re a loser Successfully unlocked! your fianc?e. You’re an embarrassment to men everywhere. And you think you can kick me out of Room 316. How darious.”
Cameron didn’t bother replying. She pulled out her phone and hit a contact, putting it on speaker. “Mr. Drake, this is Cameron.”
“Ah, Cameron, my boy!” William’s voice rang out warmly. “How’s the SAT prep going? Feeling confident?”
“Actually, I haven’t been able to study at all, Cameron replied evenly.
William’s tone shifted instantly. “What happened? Is something wrong?”
“My roommate Xander’s too disruptive. I can’t focus,”
“Xander? Ms. Murphy’s nephew?” William asked, voice already cold. “I’ll have him out of there before dinner.”
Xander’s eyes went wide.
Elijah blinked.
Austin just sat there in stunned silence.
The looks on Xander, Elijah, and Austin’s faces froze completely.
‘Wait, what? Did I hear that right?’
William had just promised Cameron that he’d have Xander kicked out of Room 316? There was no way
‘Cameron couldn’t possibly have that kind of pull…right?
As the three stood there in stunned silence, the call continued-loud and clear on speaker.
“When can you make him move out?” Cameron asked casually.
“I’ll have Ms. Murphy handle it immediately,” William replied.
Cameron gave a satisfied nod. “Thank you, Mr. Drake.”
“You just focus on studying,” William said, warm and confident. “I’ll clear the way for you.”
The call ended. Cameron dropped her phone onto the desk and said nothing.
Xander snapped out of his daze first. He stormed up to Cameron, laughing maniacally.
“Hah! Are you kidding me, Cameron?” he sneered. “You seriously expect us to believe that? Call up some random guy, put on a little act, and now I’m just supposed to pack my bags? Dream on.”
Austin spoke up, his voice uncertain, “Actually…that really did sound like Mr. Drake.”
“Bullshit!” Xander snapped. “That didn’t sound anything like him. You need your ears checked.”
Austin clamped his lips shut.
Xander obviously didn’t know when to shut up.
That smug, arrogant attitude instantly reminded him of someone back home-someone he would’ve loved to punch. Austin’s fingers curled into a fist, but he turned away discreetly. No one noticed.
Elijah, on the other hand, didn’t bother hiding his disdain. “Stop kidding yourself, Xander. That was definitely Mr. Drake.”
He glanced at Cameron. It made sense-William had invited Cameron back to school personally, on the condition that he’d aim for a perfect SAT score.
If that meant kicking out a disruptive roommate, of course William would step in.
Just as Xander opened his mouth to scoff again, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
He pulled it out and saw the name-Tiana.
His face paled.
He glanced nervously at Cameron before answering, “Hello?”
“XANDER!”
Tiana’s screech nearly ruptured his eardrum.
She was usually calm, elegant, the very image of sophistication. But not right now.
Right now, she sounded like she was ready to murder someone.
“What the hell is wrong with you?! Why are you bothering Cameron when you’re supposed to be in your dorm resting?!” she screamed.
Xander blinked, frozen.
‘Wait…what?’
“You little idiot!” she raged. “I just got reamed by Mr. Drake! I’m coming straight to the dorm, and you better pray I cool down by the time I get there.”
Xander blinked, frozen.
‘Is this seriously happening?’
Tiana-his calm, elegant aunt-just turned into an absolute banshee over Cameron?
“Uh… Aunt Tiana,” Xander said weakly. “I think your oiled the wrong numbe”
“You just wait,” she snapped and hung up.
His face paled.
Successfully unlocked!
He swallowed hard and cleared his throat. “S-So…you really called Mr. Drake just now?”
Cameron said nothing.
Xander slammed a hand down on Cameron’s desk. “Hey! I asked you a question
Cameron didn’t even blink. “I don’t talk to people who don’t live in Room 316”
His face paled.
Tiana stormed into Room 316 in stilettos, fury practically radiating off her
“You little brat! Are you out of your mind?” She didn’t hesitate-her patri smacked the back of Xander’s head with practices precision.
Standing six-foot-two, Xander towered over her, but Tiana grabbed his arm and yanked him down so she could keep slapping him like he was still five years old.
She was livid.
Xander might’ve had the height advantage, but he didn’t even try to push back.
He blinked in disbelief, too shocked to speak.
Even Austin and Elijah were stunned speechless.
Who would’ve thought the graceful, elegant Ms. Murphy had this kind of fire in her?
Tiana barked, “Which one’s your bed?”
Xander raised a shaky finger and pointed at it. “That one.”
“Pack your things. You’re moving out of Room 316, she snapped.
