The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(8)

She walked to sit on the other side of the room. She sat and hung the name tag around her neck. It was on a Darrow Law School lanyard.

She glanced at her phone as students filed in, most of them by themselves or with only one other person. She was on time. Kelsey sent a text to her friend Dylan Shaw as she waited for the other students to settle themselves. Kelsey hadn’t seen him today, and wondered where he was.

Kelsey and Dylan had met at Portland State University and had hit it off immediately. Just like she was, Dylan was smart, determined and athletic. They had been thrilled to both be accepted to Darrow.

Dylan replied right away.

Hey, Kels! What happened this morning? ;(

Overslept, Kelsey replied.

No worries, you’re here now. Small group 3, right? I’m in 4. Which entry are you in?

Entry 2, Kelsey responded.

No way! Me too. Uh, oh gotta go. We’re starting.

See you, Kelsey closed. She looked up. The seats were mostly full, but the one in the front was unoccupied. Kelsey glanced at the time. 10:30.

At 10:38, a disheveled-looking young man walked in. He ran his hand through his hair and took the seat in front.

“Hi, I’m Keith Macauley.” he said. The students looked at him with interest. He wore jeans and a green flannel shirt. I’ll be in charge of your first-year legal writing course. I’m a third-year here at Darrow.”



A pretty young student raised her hand.

“Yes?” Keith said.

“A professor doesn’t teach this course?” she asked in surprise. Keith smiled at her.

“Trust me, you’ll have plenty of time with professors over the coming year. Consider this your vacation.” The class burst out laughing as the girl looked down at her iPhone. He looked her over, then said, “Are there any more questions?”



No one raised their hands.

“Good,” Keith said. “Then we’ll continue.” He stood and rolled his sleeves up. “The legal writing course at Darrow is known worldwide for helping some of the most innovative and best lawyers get their points across clearly. Darrow has produced two Supreme Court Justices as well as some of the finest professors and lawyers in the country. And like all of you, they all started here. In this class.”



Keith continued. “This is actually the only time that we will meet formally this month.” He glanced at the pretty questioner. “All of you will be a little busy getting used to your classes. However, it’s important to start getting to know the people that you will eventually begin working with on writing assignments.”



The pretty girl looked up again and raised her hand. “We don’t work on writing alone?”



Keith grinned at her in amusement. “Eventually you will,” he said patiently. “But one of the hallmarks of a Darrow education is to teach you to work as a team. Most law schools make everything an individual battle for their students. But whether you become a lawyer or a professor, ultimately you will have to work with others. Darrow wants to help you to do that well.”



Keith looked up for a moment, seemingly to collect his thoughts, and began again. “Legal Writing at Darrow is pass/fail.” Kelsey could almost hear the collected sigh of relief. “But trust me,” Keith warned, “You’re going to want to take it seriously. Students who haven’t completed assignments on time or have screwed around have found themselves in front of the Dean and have been required to take Summer Session to make up for it. And I imagine most of you would like to be in an internship this coming summer, instead of looking at Ms. Davis’s unsmiling face.” The warning had been heard. The students shifted in their seats and started to pay closer attention.

“So you will complete several assignments over the year,” he continued. “You don’t need to note them now, because I’ll go over everything again when we meet next month. For your reference though, at least three will be with your assigned teammate, one will be with a larger team and one will be in-div-idual.” he said, sounding out the last word for emphasis and smiling at the pretty girl, who had returned her attention to her iPhone. You’ll meet your teammate in October, and the larger team will be assigned later. You get a break after Thanksgiving, so all of you don’t fail your exams, then we’ll be back together after the holidays. Does anyone have any questions?” He looked around the room again.

A boy raised his hand timidly. “Yes?” Keith asked.

“What if our assigned partner doesn’t do any work?”



Keith nodded thoughtfully. “Well. that’s just like life, isn’t it? Sometimes your team sucks. I would recommend that you pick up the pieces and do the work necessary to get the job done.”



“But that’s not fair!” the boy exclaimed.

“Life isn’t fair. Which is why you’re sitting in that chair and so many of your college classmates are at third-rate law schools around the country. But you’re a Darrow student now. You’ve got to make the most of your opportunities. If it’s any consolation, or perhaps it’s a reminder, we do notice the slacker students. They don’t make it to second year. So I suggest that each and every one of you get ready for what will probably be the most challenging year of your life, and start thinking about how you’re going to put five assignments into your busy schedule.” He looked around the room. Kelsey noted that almost everyone looked as scared as she felt.