My Prince Of Edinburgh's

Chapter 6. Level Up

Nicholas' attention was distracted by the figure of a thin girl who passed by not far from his place and his two best friends were. The long black haired girl tied in a ponytail walked towards the library building.

"Wait here" asked Nicholas to Alastair and Aegon. "I'm going to the library."

"uh? A library?" ask Alastair confused. So's Aegon.

"Since when?" Aegon asked.

Alastair spread his shoulders. "Maybe he wants to find the Kama Sutra book" she said. Both hold back laughter.

"Hey! I heard you!" exclaimed Nicholas who had just walked a few steps away from his two friends.

Nicholas continued his steps towards the library building. As he watched Shopie pass by, suddenly a brilliant idea popped into his head.

"Hi, Nic," said Shopie as she wrestled on Nicholas' shoulder.

"Can you help me?" ask Nicholas.

"Sure. What is it, Nic?"

Nicholas drags Shopie beside a deserted library building. "Take off your underwear (Take off your panties)," he ordered.

"What's? Inhere? You want to do it here? Aah, you dirty dirty dirty boy," Sophie cheered as she pushed Nicholas' chest softly.

"Not that! Hurry up and do what I ask!" Nicholas blocks Shopie's arm and throws her away.

The crazy girl frowned. But, without further inquiry, it is immediately released ***************** as instructed by Nicholas.

Nicholas put the ********** belonging to Shopie into his pants pocket. Then, without explaining the point, the young man passed from before the astonished Shopie.

He stepped into the library. His eyes were looking for the whereabouts of an Asian girl among the library visitors.

His slanted smile rose as he looked at the girl he was looking for sitting in the corner of the room, busy with a laptop and a book.

"Hey!" call Nicholas while tapping a finger at Dara's table. Everyone in the room looked at them.

The rules in the library certainly can not create a commotion. But, who would dare to rebuke a Nicholas Johanssen.

"You left your panties in my room" said Nicholas. He deliberately raised his voice so that everyone in the room could hear. More precisely, everyone sees it pitching *************beneficial to the table.

Dara was surprised, not playing. For a while he tried to digest what Nicholas said. His eyes viewed alternating between ********** in red in front of him as well as Nicholas.

"What do you mean?" dara asked with a tense face.

"Ow, I also forgot to transfer the money. All right, I'll give you cash." Nicholas took two pieces of the dollar and threw them in Dara's face.

"You guys!" nicholas said as he spread his gaze throughout the room. He looked at the men there one by one. "You can use this girl's services. Only cheap. Two hundred pounds, he'll accompany you overnight."

Nicholas grinned towards Dara. "Thank you for your service last night. You were good" he said.

Dara has just realized, she is being slandered and humiliated. I can't imagine how sad he is right now. Everyone looked at him lightly. And some men put on a flirtatious smile at her.

"You!" Dara's teeth rattled with the overflowing anger.

Just as Nicholas turned his body about to pass with a satisfied smile on his lips, Dara got up from her seat, grabbed the young man's shoulder and-, uh,

Bukk

One punch landed right on Nicholas' nose. The young man was suffocating in pain holding his bleeding nose. Everyone in the room was surprised. But, in their hearts they admired Dara's courage.

"Auch! My nose's. Gorach pios de cac (My nose. Breng sek)," maki Nicholas in a Gaelic language that Dara does not understand.

"I AM NOT A WHORE (I'm not a pela cur)!" clearly Dara was brief. He grabbed his laptop on the table, then walked out of the room.

Leaving Nicholas in pain and shame.

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"Dara, what are you doing here? I'm looking for you everywhere?"

Gwen occupied the empty space beside Dara. He looked everywhere for the girl, and a little strangely found her in the bicycle parking area, sitting on her knees and bowing her face, and leaning her back against the guardrail.

"Why crying?" ask Gwen.

"Ride, Gwen!" Dara put her best friend on her shoulder and shed tears again.

"What, Dara? What's going on with you?"

Stammeredly Dara recounted the incident she had experienced in the library an hour ago. He had no regrets about hitting Nicholas' nose. But, his heart ached as the young man slandered him. Let alone slandering him as someone who could never possibly be stupefied in his mind.

"Surely everyone thinks I'm a pela cur now" said Dara.

"Because, relax. You explained it, didn't you?"

"Yes, but .. I don't know if they'll believe it. I'm afraid they trust Nicholas more."

Gwen stroked Dara's back, trying to encourage the girl. "It's actually what I'm afraid of, Dara. You're dealing with Nicholas Johanssen."

Dealing with Nicholas Johanssen. Is correct. Dara shrunk her tears. Then he straightened his chin. This is not modern times. Human rights are upheld. Moreover, gender equality is now being discussed again.

Indeed, there had to be someone who woke up people like Nicholas, in order for them to get out of the medieval shell.

"Owh!" Dara jumped as the phone in her bag shook. The girl immediately grabbed the thing. "It's Braden!" his stranglehold was restrained, making Gwen strangle.

"Dee, Braden. Yeah, I'm at college. Whahuh? You're out there? Picking me? Okay, I'm out in a minute."

"Why did Braden suddenly pick you up?" asked Gwen as she frowned. "You're dating him, aren't you?"

Dara grimacing. "Thanks, Gwen. See you later." He kissed Gwen on the cheek and darted away leaving the friend astonished.

Outside, Dara saw Braden's car parked not far from the campus gate. With his chest pounding he stepped closer. He looked inside the car and gasped when the windshield suddenly opened.

"Come on in!" braden from the driver's seat.

Dara smiled broadly as she nodded. Without saying much, the girl complied with Braden's request.

"You're not working?" ask Dara in astonishment. It's the first time Braden picked her up at college.

"You forgot I took a leave of absence?" kekeh Braden turned the wheel towards the highway.

Dara shut her mouth. He just remembered Braden took a leave of absence to fix his bike.

"My friend, who owns a flower shop, remember what I told you yesterday?"

"Yes, yeah."

"He called me, and asked me to take you there."

"Oh, great!" Dara was happy. Finally he got another job. Flower shop, sounds interesting.

Braden chuckled as he scrambled the top of Dara's head in agitation. Dara likes it when Braden does that to her. He even imagined, after shuffling his hair, Braden would grab his head and immerse into his arms, then the young man dyed the top of his head deeply.

"Well, this is the flower shop."

Dara gasps. Very quickly they arrived. Or maybe Dara is too busy fantasizing.

Inside the not-so-big but-complete flower shop; from vivid flowers to artificial, a beautiful woman welcomes the arrival of Dara and Braden.

"Hi, Alison," said Braden to the owner of red hair, Alison.

"Brad." Alison covered her smile. The two stared into the eyes for a moment. And Dara watched it with a feeling that was hard to explain.

"Owh, this is Dara .. my friend who I told you about yesterday."

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