Year Three (Kingmakers, #3)

by Sophie Lark

It washes away the confusing complications of how I feel about Dean, or what I did to Rocco, or the highly inconvenient fact that the Sophomore Captain is none other than Lola-fucking-Fischer. She looked like the cat that swallowed the canary when her name was posted in the commons. I hoped it would at least put her in a good mood. Unfortunately, it’s only emboldened her and Dixie in their tyranny. Leo, of course, will be Junior Captain. Claire Turgenev was chosen by the Seniors. “They should have picked her last year over that idiot Simon,” Rakel says. “Leo says he bribed people to vote for him.” “Plus, they’re just plain sexist,” Rakel says. “The Enforcers always vote for the biggest dude.” “It’s gonna be stiff competition,” I say nervously. “All the Captains are good.” “Don’t call Lola ‘good.’ ” Rakel sniffs. “It’s like calling an atom bomb ‘pretty.’ Just doesn’t sound right.” “She’s smart, though.” “I think you mean conniving.” “Talented.” “Obsessive,” Rakel corrects me. “Motivated.” I’m trying not to laugh. “Unhinged,” Rakel says, and we both give in to giggling.