Chapter 2: The Newbies
Reporting Day.
When I talk about it, I make it sound fun and adventurous. Like I knew what I was doing. While the truth is , I needed a guiding hand.
Didn't report with family. Bought me a new smartphone, a laptop, paid tuition fees and some cash.
I arrived early, about eight. With all my stuff in a suitcase. I wasn't the first one, saw more confused faces than mine.
I didn't expect for the pavement to the gate to be a climb. I never had been there before.
Struggled to get the suitcase to the main entrance. Sensed old faces staring at the newbie. What were they thinking?
How old I was? If I was rich or poor? Or if I was terrible at everything as I was with the luggage. Maybe if I was cool or smart.
Filled a record book at the entrance. Rode my luggage through the small gate. Felt the place welcoming me.
Here was where my life was meant to start.
Sex life .
Saw the beauty inside for the first time. Captivating green-ish vibe added with the right flowers, trees, sidewalks, pavements, sidewalks, buildings and crowd_how welcoming.
I thought about walking around more to discover more later. Might have missed some details due to myopia.
They hardly stared at me anymore.
If they had, would have made their day with the way I appeared amused by the new ecosystem. One that I would see for four years until it because part of me. Why did I have to act like that?
Why not act cool?
Should have read the memo on first impressions.
Read the signs guiding me to the field where my kind were gathered. Placed my luggage on the ground and followed what they were doing. Hardly talked to anybody.
Earbuds on. I tried to act above then. Most of them were way cooler than I was. Mostly the ones who had friends from higher-up.
After the lengthy process I was finally a student. With school ID.
The final process was about accommodation.
Had been told it's better staying out of the campus but I never follow. Instead, I registered for coexisting with three unknown dudes.
Bad idea. But, there was no single rooms around, and, there is no difference between two and four. More the merrier.
I checked in the room first. Before they came I arranged my belongings in the furthest room.
I went out only to find myself migrated to the first room. Didn't want to make a scene, not in the first day. I know all too well about those who act whiney.
I got to know one guy, who's room was next to mine. Introduced himself as Ben.
We talked more than I wanted while watching the TV in the small sitting area. He told me a lot about himself, that's the only way that conversation lasted long
He is from around, majoring in Psychology, has three sisters _one older and two younger _, never wanted to come here and that he had already found himself some friends.
He went out to meet them. Was left alone. They came back at night
They didn't introduce themselves, ego issues I thought.
Had two pretty seemingly-freshmen girls. They did talk a lot about a party at some place before they went out.
Ben came back at eleven, didn't hear the others come in. But, I knew once they were , by a girl's moans inside our hostel.
Someone sneaked a girl in_ although the school handbook stated clearly that no girls should enter our hostels. Now they were being boned there.
I had to know who was that lucky bastard. It isn't that easy to come in and have a girl over . He must have been very lucky.
It wasn't Ben, his room was too close. It had to be those two, and after some seconds I knew it came from that room I had chosen for myself.
I questioned if it was him or the room which was lucky. If I was the one in there, would I have had the girl ? No idea.
I tried to sleep through the pretentious moaning. Ben brought it up next day and agreed it was staged.
By the weekend I already knew all about them.
Ben was less trouble, all about his studies and his new friends and a family guy. Used to call his whole family each day to share.
He didn't dare to leave the least detail of his college life, including me. Hated to hear him try to holistically explain to his family that some of his roommates were having sex almost daily.
I bet he is a religious guy, at least he didn't try to force his religion on me. I mean, I do have mine.
He is the one never late to a class, never out at wee hours, never showing up drunk, never friendly with girls_ the ideal friend I was looking for. Only with big wordy.
Jackie is the bad one. The one who stole my room, is fucking almost every night with his girlfriend, coming late and making a mess. His girlfriend didn't smell faithful to me.
Brice, his friend and the last roommate is just like Jackie. The only difference is that Brice hardly brings a girl home and is somewhat the one clinging to Jackie.
They both are smoking weed in the room.
Ben tries to get them to stop.
Friday after my only class_ which lecturer has not yet shown up _ I was all free. Walked around, familiarized myself with the place and ended up introducing myself to Alex and his bullies.
We crossed paths on the small bridge connecting Science Complex with the other part of the campus.
From it is a temporary lake which is made of sewage water. It never smells, can't figure out why though. Maybe the one who told me that lied.
As I was watching girls chitchatting close to the lake, the bullies came to pass. I didn't see them or expect for them to talk to me. As a good person I replied.
They laughed at me and narrowed the distance between us. I was sweating. Ready to run, I was saved by some girl I had never seen before.
She greeted them, that was enough to scare them away.
I turned to look at my rescuer, to maybe thank her. Didn't expect her to be as tall, pretty and classy like that. Taken out of one of my fantasies. I was lost in her, no words came out . I didn't even try to move.
She just walked right past me, like. I wasn't there.
I didn't take it to heart, she was way too pretty to talk to me. Again, from the look of it she was a junior or higher up, just didn't want to see us babies frightened the first days.
I went to the Cafeteria to get evening coffee.
I saw the pretty girl who saved me earlier in there. Sitting alone, sipping yogurt and flipping some pages. For three seconds that I laid eyes on her I couldn't believe that she would be the type to know how sitting alone felt like. Wondered what it felt like to be her.
I'll agree. I would have given my life for her to look at me. What color is her eyes? Does she smile? Maybe she'll look at me.
I left.
At that time of the day I didn't expect anyone to be in the room.
What I didn't expect to find was Brice, the quiet guy, making out with Jackie's girlfriend on the couch.
I found their lips locked and he had his hand inside her top. She sat on his lap , if I wasn't wrong her hand was busy under his pants. I was frozen.
After I recollected myself I saw them still at it. He now had his hand under her skirt, now she made true moans.
Thirsty as my huge eyes were eyeing on them I didn't want to labeled a pervert, so I forced a cough.
I didn't clear my throat, it was too dry.
They panicked and said a lot of 'shits' while trying to make their attire and act normal.
They were speechless like me. I hoped that they didn't talk about it with me. They should have acted like it didn't happen. Hate to get entangled in it, if they want to share her it isn't my concern. I would have fucked her too.
Instead, the girl left hurriedly, without showing her shameless face to me leaving Brice pacing. I could see his veins, prominent than ever.
He was fucked. Trying to find a way to address it.
He finally asked if I saw. Shook my head unconsciously. He was not guaranteed that I will not spill it and so he invited me to a very popular party to shut me up.
Of course I rejected it. I'm not cool.
I could sense that he was angry that I wasn't making it easy for him to buy me out and so I finally agreed. As if I didn't want to get an invitation to there and if lucky get to make out with drunk newbie.
I played some games on my laptop, took a shower then jumped on my bed for a nap.
If it was me a month ago I would have rubbed one out with the thought of the girl I saw earlier, or the one I saw making out on my couch. Instead I meditated, with a fully erect dick.
Party on my mind.
Having decided to make use of my college life as the stepping stone to my sexual triumph I decided to take that last step and go out with the guilty Brice and his friend Jackie.
But, Brice gave me an invitation link. I went out there alone, not what I had pictured.
If we went together they would have been mocked, Jackie would ask why I was invited and become suspicious. It was for the best, told myself.
That's how I was present, drunk soda, got puked on by a girl, wandered off looking for washrooms, met B, my dick slept, played with tools at hand_boobs, fingers, mouth and ...
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