Third Part in my Moonlight series, if you haven't read the first two parts, I suggest you do. I appreciate comments and suggestions. I'm going to try getting other stories out so this series is going to be put once a month.
Enjoy!
Garrett woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. He laid there for a few seconds letting the screeching of his alarm wake him up. He was about to reach over Paige and shut it off when her arm shot out from under the covers. One second the clock was beeping and the time was blinking at him in big red numbers, the next it was crushed into spare parts beneath Paige's fist.
"Open the curtains and you're balls will meet the same fate." She said without opening her eyes. Garrett looked at the curtains for a few seconds, not remembering shutting them, before sliding out of bed. He walked over to the curtains and was about to peek outside to see what the weather was like but was met by a low pitch growl. He turned to see Paige laying there, eyes closed. She looked like she was sound asleep yet he could tell that she'd be at his side in a second if he reached for the curtains.
Shaking his head he grabbed some clothes from his closet and went to grab a shower. The warm water woke him up the second he stepped into it. He stood there for a few minutes expecting Paige to come in to join him. He figured she was tired and began washing himself, trying to focus on school. He needed some breakfast; then he would walk to school and grab a coffee. Visualizing a cup of hot coffee, he finished his shower without jerking off for the first time in months. He dried off before getting dressed and giving himself a much needed shave.
Stroking his recently smooth face, Garrett walked down the hallway to his room. He noticed the door was closed and again forgot whether he had shut it when he went for his shower. He decided that he didn't and just laid his clothes beside the door and went to the kitchen. He made his usual breakfast of cereal and orange juice before going outside and grabbing the newspaper. Picking out the sports section, he set it down beside his breakfast and sat himself down. 10 minutes later he put his dishes in the sink and grabbed his bag before printing out his recently finished paper and grabbed his coat and cell phone before heading out.
He debated about locking the door but figured anyone breaking in would probably wake up Paige and be in for some pain.
"Might as well take advantage of her vampire abilities when I can. After all, she is an infinite upgrade from my old security system." He said to himself smiling as he started off to school. It was really sunny out and he was in such a great mood, he decided to take the long way to school. He had time and he needed a bit of exercise after the past few weeks of working on his paper. With it down, he could go out and hang with friends or stay in and fuck Paige all night. Tough choice. He probably should figure out what he was going to do about Paige before he went out to party.
"What should I do about her?" He said out loud. "She isn't doing any harm, and that was the most fun I've ever had editing a paper. She is a vampire though; she also thinks my sole purpose is to amuse her. Fuck I need to go at least a few hours without thinking of her or that stupid paper." He sped up his pace and focused on the feeling of the breeze and the thought of hot coffee.
Once he got to campus he was reminded of why he decided on going to this school. Gorgeous scenery and he wasn't even thinking of the hundreds of hot co-ed's. There were trees and fields everywhere there wasn't a building. The buildings themselves were also really old and were what a college should look like. He felt more at home here than he did at his house sometimes, it was like when he was a kid, before his parents died. It didn't take him long to get inside, grab a coffee and find an open seat. He had barely been seated when one of his college buddies, Rob, sat down across from him.
"Hey buddy boy, Greg said you hooked up some hot chick."
"Is that all he said?"
"Well that and that you were studying too hard. Thought she was a monster or something. But he said he hadn't heard from you since so you must have come to your senses and fucked her."
"Dude this is one hook up you wouldn't believe."
"All I want to know is, was she hot?"
"Not was, IS."
"Really?"
"Hell yeah my friend. May be the hottest chick I've seen since Sophia. Possibly even hotter than her..."
"Whoa, don't zone out on me bro. She really that fine?"
"She's scary fine." Garrett responded, taking a sip of coffee. Damn, nearly went into a Sophia trance again, he thought to himself angrily.
"That's great man, you needed a great fuck."
"Still need."
"What? Don't tell me she was sloppy."
"I wouldn't know we haven't fucked yet."
"Dude, skip class and bang that broad."
"I might yet fuck her, but I haven't decided what I'm going to do with her."
"All you need to decide is what you're going to do TO her. Like I said you need some sex my friend. Anyways I gotta go. Peace."
"Talk to you later." Garrett sat there for a while taking in his friends words. He really needed sex but if he gave in and had sex with Paige he would be really fucked, in more ways than one.
"Whatever, I'll decide what I'm going to do after class." He said finishing his coffee in one big gulp, before grabbing his bag and heading to class.
His first class of the day was one of his favourite classes, Philosophy. He was really good at it and the teacher always had interesting material to talk about and real world stories that brought on great debates. It always put him into a great frame of mind where he analyzed everything for the next few hours in a completely stoic and logical way. It would be just what he needed.
He got to his seat a few minutes early and leaned his head back to relax but kept thinking of Paige, waiting for him, in his bed, topless. He opened his just in time to see Leanna bend down in front of him to pick up something off the floor. She had a fantastic, no perfect ass and she always seemed to wear pants and shorts that showed it off. Garrett had never seen her wear a dress or baggy pants, for which he was always grateful.
"Nice Gare, real gentlemen like." He turned to see Stephanie sit beside him. She was one of the few female friends that he was pretty close with. She was also one of his few female friends that he never dared make a move on. She was just too good a friend and he never really wanted to jeopardize that, plus he would much rather check out girls like Leanna.
"Not my fault."
"Hmm, I guess not. Still up all night working on the paper due Friday?"
"I actually finished it at a decent hour last night." He said getting it out of his bag and placing it in front of her for proof.
"Then why the dark circles under your eyes? Don't tell me you went out clubbing afterwards with that hoodlum Greg."
"Nah I did that last week."
"Oh how'd ya do?" Stephanie was just as concerned about his lack of romance as Rob. At least she didn't fit the words bang, slam or fuck into every bit of advice she gave. She was always more worried about what toll his relationship with Sophia had on his mental health.
"I was more out just to get out and away from this paper. Greg was the one in the mood to hook up and he scored with a pretty nice one. I'd say about a 7.5, 8." The old rating system, Where 10 was a perfect/gorgeous girl and 1 being a dude in drag. Back when they were in the dorms they placed bets on who'd score what when they went out.
"I thought I heard someone say you had a hot looking admirer?"
"Subtle, did Greg or Rob tell you?"
"They both did but Greg said you were really drunk."
"I was not, I just..." Garrett didn't know what to say. Either he came off as crazy or he lied. "Got a weird one after a few beers."
