You aren't afraid of throwing yourself in the path of danger, but you're terrified of letting anyone in.
Richelle MeadRight," I scoffed, "Alpha Yam Ergo." Adrian nodded solemnly. "A very old and prestigious society." "I've never heard of them," said the girl who'd claimed the first shirt. "They don't let many people in," he said. In white paint, he wrote his fake fraternity's initials: AYE. "Isn't that what pirates say?" asked one of the girls. "Well, the Alpha Yams have nautical origins," he explained. To my horror he began painting a pirate skeleton riding a motorcycle. "Oh, no," I groaned. "Not the tattoo." "It's our logo," he said.
Richelle MeadIโd mentioned this odd wardrobe choice to Adrian a couple of weeks ago: โIsnโt Dimitri hot?โ Adrianโs response hadnโt been entirely unexpected: โWell, yeah, according to most women, at least.
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