Nanny to the Shifter

by Leela Ash

  It was only 4:00 pm, but she felt like it was the middle of the night. She reached over and pulled her cell phone out of her bag. The only message was from her mother, asking her how her first day had gone. She smiled and texted a quick reply.

  She was already overwhelmed with the amount of work, but she wasn’t going to let it deter her. She knew she could handle it. She opened up her diary and looked at the scrawled reading list. There were at least thirty books on it, and even though she knew she would never be able to read all of them, she would have to try to read at least half.

  She was about to crawl under her duvet and try to sleep when there was a light knock at the door. She silently debated ignoring it, but when the tap came again, she slid from the bed and dragged her feet across to the door. She opened it and was instantly glad that she had.

  “Hey,” Julie smiled with a wave. “I thought I’d come and see how you did today.”

  “Oh, hi,” Freya smiled, stepping back so the door hung open. “Do you want to come in?”

  Julie didn’t answer her but smiled and walked past her into the room. She sat down at the chair next to Freya’s desk and rested her hands on her knees.

  “So, how did you find my room?” Freya asked with an impressed laugh.

  “Oh, I just asked a couple of people,” Julie smiled. “It’s not exactly hard to find anyone in this building, especially with a name like yours… pretty unique!”

  “I guess,” Freya sat down on the bed next to her and looked around the room, unsure of what to say next.

  “Listen,” Julie said, as if she could tell there was a slight tension in the air. “I was just wondering really if you felt like getting off campus tonight and going for something to eat… Sort of like a celebrate the first day at college type of thing?”

  “Sure,” Freya sat forward. “That would be great.”

  Julie smiled back at her, and Freya had the feeling there was something else on her mind that she was holding back.

  “Is everything okay?” she asked her finally.

  Julie shrugged and smiled. She was staring at Freya, taking in every feature on her face and sizing her up.

  “Everything’s fine,” she said. “You just remind me of someone, that’s all.”

  “Oh?” Freya asked, but Julie waved her hand as if to bat away the conversation.

  “So, tell me all about how you did,” she said instead. “I’ve got a mountain of books to buy. What about you?”

  “Oh, totally the same,” Freya laughed, “I think I’m going to be glued to books for the foreseeable future.”

  “Yes!” Julie laughed. “Me too! Good job we’re not into partying, huh?”

  “Well, I guess we’ll have to let our hair down at some point,” Freya shrugged. “All work and no play makes Freya a dull girl… or something.”

  Julie threw her head back and laughed. “I’m glad you said that before I did,” she grinned. “Everything in moderation, I guess.”

  “Definitely,” Freya nodded.

  “What are the other people like?” Julie gestured to the rest of Freya’s corridor.

  “Wild,” she rolled her eyes. “I went out with them last week, but to be honest I didn’t really gel with any of them.”

  “I don’t think I’ve even really met anybody else apart from you…” Julie said quietly. “To be honest, I’m pretty selective about my friends.”

  Freya nodded, knowing exactly what that felt like.

  “So,” Julie jumped to her feet. “Can I come back around seven?”

  “Sure,” Freya stood up to and walked over to the door with her. It hung open still and they could see other girls and guys coming back from their own lectures and seminars. “I’ll be ready!”

  “Great,” Julie smiled as she started on down the hallway and turned back and waved.

  As she walked away, Freya had a suspicious feeling. There was something in Julie’s eyes that Freya couldn’t put her finger on… It was as if she wanted something from her, but didn’t dare ask. She shook out her shoulders and told herself to stop being paranoid. Both the girls obviously had trouble making friends, and they had found each other and instantly clicked. Maybe Julie just couldn’t believe her luck that she’d found someone in the craziest dorm on campus who liked spending her evenings more chilled out than girls gone wild. But as she started to get ready and curled her hair, she couldn’t shake the feeling. When Julie came back for her later, she was determined to find out what was going on. She would just have to tread carefully.

  Chapter 3

  At seven o’clock, Freya re-opened her dorm room door and turned off her mp3 player. The hallways were crammed with people going out for the evening and arranging parties. One of the guys she had met on one of her first days there ducked his head in and asked her if she wanted to go to a kegger with them, but she shook her head and said no thanks. He shrugged before turning on his heel and going back down the hall. As he turned the corner to head towards the stairs, he did a double take at the short, pretty brunette walking in the opposite direction. Freya instantly recognized Julie and got to her feet and waved before she stepped out into the hall, slamming the door behind her.

  “You’re right, it is crazy down here,” Julie laughed as she turned and took in the scene around them. Girls were in six-inch heels and tiny mini-skirts, tottering along the hallway with bottles of vodka in their hands and their lips over plumped with shiny red gloss.

  “It’s even worse at three am,” Freya joked as they started down the stairs. “Don’t you see any of this though, I mean, if you’re in 5C?”

  “Have you seen where my room is?” Julie looked up at her. “I’m right at the end of a private corridor, part of the perks of being in my family.” She rolled her eyes and laughed.

  “Oh?” Freya asked, interested.

  “My dad donates a lot to the college,” she said, “so I was kind of given preference over the most private room, which also happens to be the biggest.”

  “Lucky!” Freya laughed. “I wish I was out of all of that.”

  “Well, you can stay any time,” Julie shrugged.

  Freya felt herself blush and smiled. She was embarrassed to have such a crappy room when Julie obviously had their dorm’s equivalent of the penthouse.

  As they stepped out into the warm evening air and crossed the quad, Freya realized she hadn’t even asked Julie where they were going.

  “Oh, it’s just this little diner on the outskirts of town,” Julie said as she walked briskly in the direction of the parking lot. Freya jogged to keep up with her and felt her mouth drop open as she saw Julie flick her car keys and the flashy red sports car’s lights come to life.

  “Is this yours?” she said as she ran her hand down the glistening metal.

  “Yeah,” Julie shrugged. “Again, my dad…” She looked embarrassed this time.

  They climbed into the car, and Julie started the engine with a loud roar. Freya laughed.

  “So did your dad go here or something? How come he donates so much to the college?”

  Julie shook her head and cranked up the stereo.

  “No,” she began as she reversed and then put the car into drive. “We live close by…” She swung out of the parking lot and onto the main road out of campus.

  “How come you live on campus then?” Freya asked, confused.

  “I just needed to get away from home,” she shrugged again. “You know, I wanted the full on college experience…”

  “Yeah, I get that,” Freya nodded. And she did. Even though she had been nervous and wary about leaving home, she still wanted to do it and feel independent. “But how come you didn’t choose to go away?”

  “I like it here,” Julie smiled. “And I’m close to my family.”

  “That’s really nice,” Freya said genuinely.

  Julie pulled off campus and began down the highway. It was approaching dusk and Freya felt the cold nip at her skin. She was hungry and hoped that wherever they were going wouldn’t
take them too long. She was even gladder to have met Julie now that she knew that she was local. It would be great to have a friend who could show her around and take her to all of the spots that she would unlikely find without her.

  After a few minutes, Julie began to slow the car and turned off the highway and down a smaller road. The trees loomed above them high overhead and Freya noticed how their leaves hadn’t started to turn yet, even though it was the beginning of fall.

  “Here we go,” Julie said as she pulled off the road at a small, old-fashioned diner that looked like something out of the movies.

  “This is one of the best places around here,” Julie said confidently. “This is where all the locals come, and it’s like the town’s best kept secret.”

  They got out of the car and made their way inside. A bell tinged over their heads as they stepped in, and Julie began waving at people who turned to look at them. A row of men sat high up at the counter next to big slices of pie, all wearing squared off caps and winter vests.

  “Hey Julie,” one of the waitresses said as she thrust two menus at them and walked them to a table next to the windows.

  “Hey,” Julie smiled and then gestured to Freya. “This is my new friend from college,” she said.

  “Nice to meet you,” the waitress grinned before she turned on her heel and went back over to the counter.

  “Everyone is so friendly,” Freya remarked as she opened the menu and looked down it. Her mouth was watering and she couldn’t wait to sink her teeth into something delicious.

  “I recommend the ribs,” a gruff, deep voice came from behind her, as if whoever it was had read her mind.

  Freya spun around to see a tall, muscly man, looking down at her with big, dark eyes.

  “Oh God,” Julie rolled her eyes and pouted. “I should have known you’d show up!”

  Freya turned to look at Julie as she burst into laughter and waved the man over to her. She stood up and wrapped an arm around him and kissed him on the cheek.

  Freya looked up at him. He was incredible, and easily one of the sexiest men she had ever seen in her entire life. He turned to look at her and smiled a wide smile which flashed his perfect teeth. They looked pearly white next to his deeply tanned skin, and Freya found herself biting her lip as her eyes wandered down his thick, muscly forearms that were wiry with hair.

  “This is Freya,” Julie grinned, turning the man towards her so he was close enough for Freya to catch the scent of his cologne. He bent down and took her hand in his before raising it to his lips and planting a soft, warm kiss on it.

  “It’s lovely to meet you, Freya,” he smiled. “I’m Kellan… Julie’s brother.”

  Chapter 4

  Freya’s heart was pounding in her chest as she looked up at him. He still had her hand in his and the red hot kiss he’d planted on it was lingering there with a tingle. She felt herself blushing as she realized she couldn’t pull herself away. He smiled and bit his bottom lip.

  “Yes,” Julie interrupted their moment. “This is my brother… He’s a pain in the ass, but I love him to death.”

  He smiled and stepped closer to Freya so she had to scoot over for him to sit down.

  “Don’t mind if I join you, do you, girls!” It was more of a statement than a question, but Freya found herself shaking her head and smiling like a kid on Christmas morning.

  “Of course not,” she beamed. “It’s lovely to meet you.”

  Julie noticed her enthusiasm and suppressed a grin of her own.

  “So how is everything over on campus, Sis?” Kellan asked, “You’re obviously making friends.” He turned and winked at Freya.

  “It’s all good,” she smiled. “But we were just saying we’re not really into all this drinking and partying… Thank god we met each other and can just spend our evenings not getting wasted and throwing up out of windows.”

  “That’s because you’re classy girls,” Kellan grinned. “Imagine what dad would say if he caught you in that kind of state.”

  “Exactly,” Julie nodded. “Our dad’s pretty strict,” she whispered to Freya.

  “A bit?” Kellan laughed. “More like obsessively!”

  The pair began to delve into a story of how their father had kept them on a tight leash all of their lives and hated the idea of them ever straying too far from home. Freya listened intently and found that she couldn’t take her eyes off Kellan. He must have only been a couple of years older than her, but he seemed so much more mature and he oozed confidence and power.

  “He’ll like you though,” Kellan’s voice broke her train of thought. “You’re obviously a good influence on Julie, so I’m sure he’ll love to have you up at the house.”

  “Huh?” Freya said as she realized she hadn’t caught a word they were saying.

  “He was just saying normally dad doesn’t like any of my friends,” Julie laughed. “But he’ll like you because you’re clearly a nice calming influence.”

  “Oh,” Freya laughed, “Yes, of course.” She made a Scout salute and Kellan laughed.

  “Well you’ll have to come up and see us,” he nodded as he raised his eyebrows and took a sip of his drink. “In fact, mom and dad are away this weekend and I was thinking about having a few friends over … Nothing wild, don’t worry, good girls.”

  “What do you think?” Julie turned to Freya and asked reluctantly.

  “I think it would be rude not to,” Freya smiled. There was no way she was missing out on an invitation from someone like Kellan.

  “Okay, Bro,” Julie said with a sigh. “We’ll come up to the house this weekend, but the first sign of silly and wild behavior and we’re both leaving, okay?”

  “Okayyy,” he yawned and Julie threw a rolled-up napkin at him.

  The waitress arrived at the table to take their order, and Freya found herself prickling with sweat. The heat coming from Kellan was intense, and she couldn’t figure out whether it was her attraction to him that was setting off the reaction or it was really coming from him. When he had held her hand, his skin had been hot to the touch…

  He shifted on the seat next to her, and his thigh brushed up against hers. On the other side of the table, Julie was smiling as she watched them.

  “And for you?” the waitress asked looking down at Freya.

  “Go on,” Kellan said as he took the menu from her hands and handed it back to the waitress. “Get the ribs, I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

  Okay,” Freya shrugged. “I’ll go for the ribs.”

  The waitress wrote it down and went to put the order in. Kellan smiled at Freya and raised his eyebrows.

  “A girl who’s not afraid to get her hands dirty, I like it!” he joked.

  “Well, I can’t pass up a good recommendation, can I?” she smiled.

  Her heart was fluttering in her chest as he flirted with her and made her feel at ease. There was something raw and unique about him that made her feel like he was completely different from anyone else she had ever met.

  After they had finished dinner and paid their tab, the three of them walked out to the parking lot and Kellan picked up Julie and gave her a big hug.

  “So good to run into you, Sis,” he grinned. He plonked her down on the ground and moved over to Freya.

  “And even better to meet you,” he smiled before he leaned in and gave her a gentle peck on the cheek.

  Freya blushed as she watched him walk towards his big black truck and climb inside.

  “Jeez,” Julie whispered. “How hot for each other are you two?” she joked.

  Freya shrugged it off and turned back towards Julie’s car.

  “No need to pretend otherwise,” Julie said as she started the engine and grinned at her. “I knew you’d hit it off… that’s one of the reasons I brought you here tonight. I kind of hoped we’d bump into him.”

  “Really?” Freya turned to look at her in disbelief. “But he’s your brother… Wouldn’t most girls hate that?”

  “Not me,” Julie
said as she pulled out of the parking lot. “In fact, the second I met you, I wanted to get to know you because I knew you’d be a good match for Kellan.”

  Freya looked at her dumbfounded, like she couldn’t believe her luck.

  “Girls like you are hard to find, Freya,” she said. “And I only want the best for my family.”

  As they sped down the highway, Freya couldn’t keep the smile from her face. She’d made a new best friend and met an amazing man in the span of one day. So far college was shaping up to be pretty awesome indeed.

  Chapter 5

  The rest of the week passed by in a blur. Freya spent all of her mornings in classes, her afternoons doing homework and the evenings hanging out with Julie. She would usually get back to find Julie waiting by her door, or there would be a note tacked to it asking her to go and find her as soon as she could.

  The first time Freya went down to Julie’s dorm room, she couldn’t believe how different it was from hers. It wasn’t just a little bit bigger and more private, it was like a master suite fit for a queen. Her room was the only one in the hallway, so it was completely separate from the other rooms. Inside it only got better. Julie had a king-size bed, a kitchenette all to herself and an en-suite. Freya had been so confused as to why she had even bothered to go into the communal shower room that morning the two had met, but Julie kept muttering something about having an authentic college experience.

  The girls had grown closer over the week, and Freya felt as if she had known Julie her whole life. She had never had a friend she had been so at ease and compatible with. It was like she had been sent to help her start her real life.

  As Friday came around and Freya’s classes finished for the day, she walked slowly back to her dorm and noticed the first leaf turning red on an oak tree.

  “Hey!” Julie called from behind her. “What time should we leave?”

  “Whenever you like,” Freya smiled.