And we are starting the distribution, - Mrs. Crowder, who came to her senses, interrupted the general shock, - we are the first to wait ... well, well, - she ran her finger over the sheet with the list, - Evangeline, you, baby, are the best by estimates. In five minutes, you can enter the office. We wait.

And she hid behind the door, silently closing it.

I looked over at Alex. And suddenly blushed, remembering that yesterday she thought about him in the dark.

“You still worry,” the friend responded. – Okay, I won’t distract you, we’ll write to you on the communicator in the evening. My brother is waiting for me downstairs, so let's hug and run.

Brother, his mother... Brother!

I hastily erected shields at random.

Before the commission, you need to appear as an imperturbable mentalist graduate, able to control simple emotions. And there should be no more emotion in me than in a dug-in curb by the road, but instead of calmness at the doors of the Commission, I shamefully blaze my ears and try in vain to hide my embarrassment.

Yesterday I could not admit to Alex that I visited his house. I wrote a message at night, they say, everything is fine, I understand, we will meet next time. And she herself suffered from insomnia almost all night, rushing every hour to drink water and tensely peering out into the street through the cracks in the curtains.

A girl who of her own free will openly offered herself to a werewolf can only stop what is happening in one case. If you are already in a relationship with someone. In this case, the attempt to seduce the two-faced was attributed to the influence of his animal pheromones. Well, the stupid one got carried away, succumbed to an irresistible attraction, promised sex in the heat of the moment and only then remembered, oh, about such a small thing as having a groom. In general, she managed to realize the scale of the disaster and asks for forgiveness in the lowest place.

Even if the werewolf agreed and counted on a pleasant pastime, he will let go of the fool, try to cope with his instincts.

Human females are a dime a dozen, many dream of being liked by a strong male. Let someone's bride leave and then bite her elbows all her life because of a missed chance.

But! If a LONELY girl flirted, awakened bestial needs and brought the two-faced to frank interest, she has practically no chance to back down. In this case, the law was completely on the side of the werewolf and did not prosecute any consequences, including rape.

And what? Werewolves. Powers that be.

It was they, the fairies, busy with their own affairs and not interfering in worldly bustle, who were instructed to look after people, protect and guide them on the right path. Well, sometimes improve the breed.

Therefore, our childhood meetings with Alex were not encouraged by his father. Too different statuses. Dear Mr. Maximilian Favorra was not a supporter of newfangled trends, all these slogans "Man is a friend of a werewolf" and the law on joint school education. As far as I know, he preferred to communicate only with relatives, headed a medical corporation, was rarely at home and hoped that his youngest son would follow in his footsteps.

Instead of getting ready to meet with the commission, I pressed myself against the windowpane, trying to see the departed Alex.

He said that his brother was waiting for him. The one who left the family a long time ago, it seems, for military service. The one who…

Alex came out of the door of our building and walked across the street, smiling and looking around at the pretty girls running around the yard. He made his way to a black sports car, unremarkable among the showy employers' cars.

I tensed, trying to see who was driving, but it turned out even better. The door opened and the driver with a flexible single movement, as only werewolves can, went outside.

Dark hair, not Alex's chestnut hair. On a wide neck, the strands turned into light, barely outlined curls.

Clear, somewhat sharp facial features and a massive haughty chin. A young man, but age is difficult to determine at such a distance, I don’t know if I dare ask Alex about it.

The dark-haired man moved his head, scanning the university courtyard. He raised his hand and beckoned with his fingertips to two girls sitting on a bench and looking at him with wide eyes. I do not remember them, most likely not from our faculty.

Those, not even looking at each other, fluttered at the same time and hurried to the werewolf. They laughed at an unknown joke, faithfully raising their heads, like flowers open to the sun. He lazily put his arm around their shoulders. Master of life.

A minute later, a car drove out of the gate, taking with it the brothers and their two new acquaintances of the girls.

No, I won't ask Alex anything.

Blood hell! If the older one asks the younger one who they just came to... And my friend will tell about yesterday's unsuccessful attempt to meet... How I got stuck!

Chapter 3

Despite the fact that I was named first on the list, our entire stream was gradually concentrated at the door, full of enthusiasm and ready to work tirelessly for the good of the fatherland right from today.

The strong emotions that Corey unwittingly shared with all of us demanded to rush into the office as quickly as possible, appear before the eyes of potential employers and tearfully thank that they would give us at least somewhere to work.

Against the background of this chaos, my own fears, far from distribution, rushed about. Will Alex tell his brother about me or not? Yes or no?

Mrs. Crowder peered out of the office.

- Come in, Eva, first come the excellent students.

If I had known about this earlier, I would have flunked the last session at the village of Dno. And the penultimate one, too, for a guarantee.

The palms were sweaty. I found myself wiping them nervously on the fabric of my dress. Stop planet, I'll get off. In general, stop, and without you the head is spinning.

Yes, Eva. A frightened and embarrassed mentalist is a sure way to slide down to the very bottom of society or to a psychiatric hospital. To spend four years studying and to bring down to demons in one day everything that has been going on for a long time - these grand gestures are normal for girls from wealthy families, and I can not afford stupidity. We raise the shields and turn on self-tuning.

Yes, Miss Crowder. I'm going.

I slowly moved to the door, and I rhythmically inhaled and exhaled, clearing my emotions, entering a light meditation trance.

The mind quickly stitched together the image that I wanted to show the commission.

She entered the office with a steady, confident step. We, low-born, hardworking girls from a simple class, earning fives by perseverance and cramming, are used to stress and therefore are ready for any emotional swing.

I listened to the waves inside. It is difficult to pull out and consolidate alien, artificial experiences for the individual. Therefore, I preferred to choose from my own. I pulled out and strengthened what was already a part of me, but not the most basic one.

Goodwill. Respect for elders. Willingness to work... Perfect. This is how I should like it and not cause too much curiosity.