Noxious Boys

Starting at a new college halfway through the school year is miserable. Especially when you have to move halfway across the globe to do so.

My false sense of freedom from the man pulling the strings is crushed, his control crossing oceans with evil eyes watching my every move.

There are a million things that I shouldn't be doing with my new found liberation, however slight it may be.

I definitely should not be falling for my accidental roommate.

Or his brutal best friends.

Or his broody older brother.

Or my slightly unhinged student counsellor.

Falling for them is one thing, but what happens when they decide they don't want me anymore?