This choice: Short, sexy, short hair, lesbian • Go Back...Chapter #3Short, sexy, short hair, lesbian by: Hana   "Remember, wake up on time each day, don't miss classes, each three meals a day.. Oh sweetie are you really sure about this? It's okay if you don't go to college, your father didn't!" My mom says, halfway through the car door still worried out of her little brown head. I giggle, pushing her the rest of the way in.
"Come on mom, we can't come all this way, get me moved in, then turn around." I say, flashing her a reassuring grin. No way was I going to let my mother's nervous delusions stop me from being a successful vet!
"You're right sweetheart, I'm sorry... Be a good girl, okay? I love you so much." My mother says, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"M-Mom come on, I'm not a toddler, you don't need to tell me to 'be a good girl'.. I love you to." I say quietly, looking around and blushing. I don't think anyone saw. She merely chuckles at me, waving goodbye as she backs away. Once she's left eyesight I sigh, one weight leaving my body and the other filling my entire being with dread. I didn't think the 'college experience' would be quite like this. I was originally just going to work at the family bookstore, but all of a sudden in december I got an offer for a full ride at this place I'd never heard of before, UoRS, University of Res Peurilis or something like that, must be a spanish name or something. We were all shocked, I was only a C student, sometimes even D's, but we were not going to turn down an offer like that. It's even an all woman college! While my father may not know, that is.. Let's see it's perfect for my taste.
There were some oddities, like nobody I know having ever heard of it, and the fact that they didn't hold an orientation or even virtual tour, but I just chalked it all up to this being a new school. The facilities all look very new.. Except for my dorm, that is. It wasn't even on the map, we had to ask around for twenty minutes before we found it. Then once we finally did it turned out to be some crumby, run of the mill apartment complex that got bought out by the school and doesn't start renovations until next semester. Even weirder, all of main campus is apparently locked off to the public until tonight, when a freshman welcoming orientation begins. Which I'm sooo excited.. Okay I can't lie, it's got me in a nervous wreck. But one of my strong points has always been making friends and being sociable, so I'm sure this will go over great! At least, that's how Mom put it, and she generally... overhypes me.
I sigh and flop onto the bed once I get back. I'm gonna get sick of all those stairs, my stubby legs can only move me so fast! It seems like almost as soon as I lay down though there's a knock on the door. I groan and get up, I wanted to at least unpack my things before people came by.. "I thought we weren't getting any roommates?"
"Oh you sweet thing, it's been forever since I was in a dorm room as a student." A blonde woman who can't be past the age of thirty says, giggling as she strolls into my room wheeling some weird assortment of devices and wires in behind her then closing the door.
"Um, I don't remember reading about.. Any of... this." I say, gesturing to all the wires as she motions for me to sit on my bed.
"Oh, don't worry about these. I'm just going to perform a checkup or two on you, and no needles! Once that's done I'll print your student card for you and you can go visit the main campus." She says, turning some knobs and other things before finally pulling out a thermometer... an odd looking one. "Alright, butt out panties down." I gasp, my hands shooting to the back of my skirt. "O-Oh, I'm sorry! I always forget, where I come from we pretty much only took temperatures this way, I'm sorry." She says, awkwardly laughing as she pulls out a normal thermometer.
The rest of the checkup went without a hitch and she gave me my student ID. Thankfully enough when I got it the picture on it was of a five foot tall polynesian girl with short black hair grinning back at me. For a while I was worried that I might have shown up at the wrong UoRS... Somehow. And there was one more thing she forgot to mention at the door.. The white shirt and pink miniskirt combo that most of the girls I've seen getting on the bus to the main campus have been wearing. It almost looks like a sailor suit but something feels even more.. Childish about this so called 'orientation outfit', I mean it just barely goes to my mid-thigh!
"Hey kid, you look adorable, come sit on mama's lap!" A very mature womanly voice calls from the other end of the bus after I've been standing there a few minutes tugging on my skirt, due to all the seats being taken. I-Is somebody hitting on me before classes have even begun!? I smile and look around for the one who's calling me, my heart thumping hard. I've had so few romantic encounters back at home.. But already? Maybe college isn't so bad! Ah, there she is, an average height blonde with long hair sitting in the back wearing casual wear! an upperclassmen, interesting. I walk up to her nervously, smiling at her and her two friends, one with clearly dyed blonde hair, the other about my height with shoulder length brown.
"H-H-Helo I-I.. um.." Oh god, what are you doing stumbling over your words now..? I jump a little in surprise and feel my cheeks flush as they squee softly, the blonde pulling me onto her lap.
"Oh you're just so cute Malu!" Ah, right, there's a name tag pinned on my chest, just like a preschooler. I guess that's standard stuff for orientations though. I whimper as they continue to coo over me and tease and snuggle me, rubbing my arms and legs some. People don't see my skin color a lot around here, between asian and hispanic, it always draws a lot of eyes to me. I don't mind all the attention but adding in all this skinship.. My face must be bright as a fire, and I'm feeling a bit lightheaded. "Wow, she's really packing!" I gasp as I feel the blonde woman grope me through my shirt, getting a good feel of my chest. "Hey Malu, what size are you?" She says warmly.
"J-Just D... C-Could you please let me up?" I say quietly, biting my lip and squeaking as she suddenly pinches my nipple, one hand going up my shirt. Okay, I'm not happy with this, this isn't romantic at all! People aren't looking at least. "Hya!" The girls snicker as she finally gets a quiet moan out of me, giving both of my breasts a rather deep massage.
"Abby quit bullying the freshmen!" A tall woman with dirty blonde hair cries out, suddenly grabbing my hand and pulling me off of her lap, sending a shiver down my spine as she puts a hand around my waist and smiles down at me. Ah, my knees feel like jelly.. "At least control yourselves until after classes have started!" She says sternly, glaring at the girls who were molesting me, who just sit there and smile playfully.
"Right, right. We'll leave little Malu to you then." She says, getting up and signalling for her girls to leave with her. Ah, it seems we've arrived. I feel another shock as she smiles at me reassuringly, waving as she walks off the bus. No, she can't just leave like that!
"H-Hold on!" I say, getting off after her. She looks back at me, looking a little annoyed. I gulp, tugging on the front of my skirt and looking down at the ground. "Th-Thank you for helping me. My name is Malu." I say, looking up at her hopefully. She groans, seemingly deep in thought for a few seconds before she sighs, patting my head.
"It was nothing pipsqueak, but now you got off at the wrong stop. The name's Frejya by the way." She says, taking my hand. Her hand is nice and soft, her fingers long and strong.. Okay Malu, pull yourself together, your constant blushing is probably weirding her out. Wait, wrong stop?
"Why are you here then..?" I ask as she lead me back to the bus stop. She looks back at me curiously, grinning as I make it clear by pointing to her outfit. Unlike the bully she's wearing similar clothes to me, though they fit her way better.. And her skirt's longer.
"You misunderstood, I'm a sophomore." She says, indicating the red ribbon on her outfit. Because something that small being the indicator won't cause any confusion. "Alright, now be good and you'll probably still make it on time, okay? And don't let any seniors lay a single hand on you!" She says sternly, patting my head again when I nod meekly. I sigh, watching longingly as she walks away. I'm curious about where she's headed to, and I want to know more about her, but I also don't want to miss the very first college event of my lifetime.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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