"Where did you find this show?" I asked Jill, while we dig through the popcorn bowl for the little chocolate balls.
She readjusts on the bed, "On Instagram. Tons of people kept talking about it, and I wanted to see what the hype was about."
"What's it called again?"
"Skins. A UK show, I can't believe this show is meant for teenagers." We're currently on episode 6, I think, I don't even know, so much happened at one time. This episode is where the students go off to Russia on a school trip. The Pakistani guy, Anwar, has this relationship with a thick, Russian girl, who his friends think is fake. The cocky guy, Tony, is trying to have sex with the gay guy, and the other dude is fucking his teacher. It's like watching Euphoria but based in a different country during a different time.
"This is so fucking wild; I don't think I can take my eyes off the screen," I say, through my crunching of popcorn.
Jill has been begging me to come over to her dorm room for a movie night. But since her roommate is the worse, she's had to cancel over and over again. Tana, her roommate, has been staying with her sugar daddy for a couple of days now. I'm not kidding, a literal sugar daddy. I thought those were just something chicks in movies had. I do sometimes get older men that look like my grandpa IM'ing me on Instagram, asking if I want to be their sugar baby.
I remember when Jill and I were walking to ethics, she told me about the time her roommate was fucking a dude, while she was in the room. They were moaning loudly like wounded dogs. She swears Tana knew she was there and boosted up the antics. I can't even imagine.
Once Jill found out she wasn't coming for a few days, I had to come over. Her dorm room is nice, she has a rustic cottage theme going on. Everything is a pastel color with tons of flowers all over the place. Watching Skins and eating popcorn with chocolate, it's a great night.
"God, the fashion in '07 sucked," Jill says. "What the actual fuck is Jal wearing, I'm disgusted." I just laugh at her comment, Jill's a funny girl.
Under me, I feel my phone vibrating erratically. Pulling it out, I see Daniel is texting me. "I've got to go Jill, Daniels, outside."
Her lips form into a pout, "Do you have to go, we were having fun."
"Sorry, I've got a test tomorrow and need to get a good night's rest. We can hang later in the week."
She rolls her eyes dramatically, "Fine, I'll take that."
I slide on my tennis shoes, sling my bag over the shoulder and grab a few bits of popcorn for the walk out. "Bye Jill. And you better not watch another episode without me."
"I'll try to contain myself. Are you sure you can't stay?" She pauses the episode, turning on Modern Family instead. Her legs hop off the bed.
"Positive."
"Just stay in Tana's bed, she won't mind."
My face turns towards her bed, disgust seeps into my system. "With all the men you've said she's had sex with, I don't want semen over my clothes."
"Funny, but right. I'll see you out." We walk to her door, she opens it, gives me a great big hug, then shuts the door.
Walking out the doors of Foothill Hall, the strong, cold wind hits me like a truck. Goosebumps appear all over my body. I picked the wrong day to wear a Cami top and a jean skirt. Across the building, I see a tall, lean man standing against his big truck. As I get near, I see who it is.
"Oh, fuck me," I whisper to myself.
What is he doing here?
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I hop out of my truck, snuggling my Varsity Jacket around my body. I'm currently standing in front of Foothill Hall, the dorms for the freshman. Daniel texted me on my way home from study group that something came up and he needed me to pick up Elizabeth.
I was going to say hell no at first, but it's Elizabeth.
That night that we had in the kitchen hangs on my mind every night I go to bed. The way her hand felt groping me through my pants and the fact that I came so fast pisses me off. I've never come that fast and hard from a girl before. My fingers were fisted thoroughly through her curly hair, the feeling of her nipples stabbing against my chest. It was fucking amazing, she's fucking amazing.
I've been dying to have alone time with her, but she's always gone when I get up. I see her at dinner, but she does her best to ignore me. Besides that downside, she does do things to turn me on. For instance, last night Monica made homemade pasta. When Elizabeth got up from the table, she made sure to graze her bare thigh against my hand. I almost exposed my sexual desires for her in front of the whole house.
I'm taken out of my thoughts once she comes out the doors of the dorm. My breath hitches once I see what she has on. A dark black tank top with a short jean skirt. I can tell she's cold from the way her body shakes. Her lips form an 'O' shape, she wasn't expecting me to pick her up. Her legs move quickly over to me, "What are you doing here, where's Daniel?"
"Didn't he tell you; something came up he asked me to pick you up." I see her eyes twitch. "Something wrong, Elizabeth."
She composes herself, "No, let's go." Her teeth chatter. I shrug off my jacket and wrap it around her body, she jumps once she feels me. "I don't need a jacket."
"Yes, you do." I bend down to her level, the jacket wraps around her body like a blanket, damn she's so tiny but thick as hell. "If Bridget sees you sick, and knows I didn't lend you my jacket, she'll kill me. So, keep the jacket on and get in the car babe." Her eyes blaze, but she keeps on the jacket, opens the door, and gets inside.
I smirk, silly girl.
Starting up the car, I pull out of Foothill Hall and head onto the road. "We need to stop by the Chinese restaurant, I bought take-out for the whole house."
"Weren't you supposed to cook for everyone?" She asks, her legs cuddling up to each other. Damn, she looks so hot in that skirt, I try to keep my eyes on the road.
"I was, but I got too busy." I stop at the red light.
"Mhm."
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After 20 minutes of driving, we show up at the restaurant, only to find out it's a 45-minute wait. We sit in the dark parking lot; a few other cars are in the lot. My truck is parked towards the back under a tree, since my truck is black, we blend in. We could do anything and nobody would see.
I look over to Elizabeth, she's rifling through her bag for something. I watch her work. When's she's not being a sarcastic ass, she's really beautiful. Besides her having a banging body, and a good sense of humor, she could be a girl I could see myself with. But to her luck, I don't date.
Coming out of her cross-body bag is a book. Pride and Prejudice to be exact. She flips open the book and starts reading, I just stare at her. "What are you looking at." Her eyes cut at me.
"Is it good?"
"Fuck no." I laugh. "The shits boring, bland ass conversations. It's hard to understand what's going on, so many big words and fancy language." She isn't wrong, I hated the book also. Classic books are so boring, they make no sense and always have some theme to them.
"What page are you on?"
"102, oh fuck it, I'm just going to listen to the audiobook." She shoves the book back in her bag, settling back in her seat.
"So," I say awkwardly.
"So, can you turn on some music, it's too quiet." She suggests.
I move my stiff fingers towards the radio, turning it on. Her cheeks blush once we hear the song, Between the Sheets by The Isley Brothers.
'Ooh, baby, baby'
'I feel your love surrounding me
'Whoa-oh-oh-oh-ooh, ooh, baby, baby
'Makin' love between the sheets'
"Please, turn that off." She groans, covering up her flushed face.
I chuckle, "Turned on?" I shut it off.
"Oh, please." She huffs.
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