Page 96 of Pucking Good Girl

Gen looks at me with pure hatred in her eyes. “This is all your fault, you stupid, selfish cunt. First you steal my boyfriend, then you refuse to help me with this other cunt’s useless class. I had to fuck that ugly creep and thanks to you, it was all for nothing.”

She lunges at me, but Sam and Carissa grab her before she can touch me.

“Let me go, you stupid bitches,” she snarls.

Professor Cantucci sighs, tapping her phone screen. “I was hoping you’d leave without making a scene, but I had campus security waiting right outside in the hallway just in case.”

Two uniformed campus security officers enter the room.

“Don’t you dare touch me,” Gen slaps his hand away from her biceps. “You pathetic rent-a-cop.”

The officer looks unfazed. “Do you prefer being escorted out by the two deputy sheriffs waiting outside? Be my guest.”

Shock is written all over Gen’s face. “Am I getting arrested?”

“The Dean is determined to press charges,” Professor Cantucci informs her.

“Fine,” Gen bites out. “Daddy’s lawyers will have me out by dinnertime and back on campus by Monday. Then they’ll take care of you. When I’m done with you, Professor, the only thing you’ll be digging for is century-old droppings in Rome’s sewers.”

This time, Professor Cantucci’s smile has nothing maternal or sympathetic. “We’ll see. Hopefully the court will appoint you a good attorney. Because your father isn’t paying for one. When I spoke to him, he asked me to tell you that you’re on your own, Genevieve. He’s trying to bring an NHL team to Star Cove, and you’re putting his efforts at risk with this scandal.”

Every phone in the room buzzes with a notification from ESPN.

Latest hockey news-Live: Press conference. NHL Hall of Fame player Brett Bergen distances himself from daughter after academic cheating scandal.

“Genevieve is an embarrassment to our family,” Bergen says to a group of reporters. “Her mother and I are profoundly disappointed with her life choices. Her conduct doesn’t reflect our family’s values and work ethic.”

As the live video cuts out, the reporter in the studio continues explaining the cheating scandal.

“How on earth is there already a press conference?” Is the question that floats around the room.

The truth is that Professor Cantucci called Gen’s father and the Dean the second she realized what Victor and Gen had been up to. What Genevieve doesn’t know is that her father is serious about cutting her off.

“Talia,” as I rise from my chair, Professor Cantucci asks to talk to me. “It goes without saying that I’m reinstating your membership. You can have your room back if you want.”

I don’t even need to think about it. I’m happy to be a Zeta again, and I don’t blame most of my sisters for voting me out a couple of weeks ago. It’s more than obvious that they were threatened with losing their housing and who knows what else if they didn’t fall in line with Gen’s orders.

But I don’t plan on moving back into the Zeta house. I’m too happy with Macklin and Becks.

“I don’t blame you,” Carissa smiles when I decline the offer to have my old room back. “If I were living with the two hottest hockey players on campus, I would rather shack up with them too. Oh, before you go home, I have something for you.”

She hands me an invitation to her wedding shower in a couple of weeks. I remember that Carissa is getting married straight after graduation.

“Are you excited about the wedding?” I ask.

“Excited but nervous,” she admits. “My fiancé and I made a deal to keep our relationship open while we were in college. But things are going to change once we’re married. No more hookups with hot hockey players for this girl.”

My immediate thought is that if she loves her fiancé, she shouldn’t miss her hookups. She’s one of the self-proclaimed puck bunnies. I don’t say it out loud, but the Dean’s daughter guesses what I’m thinking. Not having a poker face seriously sucks.

“I love Harry,” she begins.

“You don’t owe me an explanation.” I reassure her.

She sighs. “I know that. But I’ve always liked you, Talia. And I don’t want you to think I’m a shallow gold digger like Gen.”

“I would never think that. I’ve always liked you too.”

She pulls me into a hug. “I’m going to miss you. Harry is going to work in one of his father’s banks in New York City, and we’re moving straight after the wedding. I hope we can stay in touch.”