Author's note:
This is the first part of my novel "Welcome to Hawnee", the story of the young University-applicant' Jenny Simpson. In order to be accepted for the Medicine program of the Waynfort-University, she has to pass three of four entrance exams over the course of four weeks. Additionally she needs to raise money for a holiday trip. And all this while she dives into a world that slowly shows more and more casual nudity and probably also some BDSM.
Once the whole story is completed, it should include one part for every day of Jenny's entrance course period including one each for the day of her last exam and the results and what happens after. The first part still doesn't contain much nudity or lewdity. This will only change slowly over the course of the series. Besides (casual) nudity and sexual activities, I plan also some educational measures on behalf of the university.
All comments, critics and thoughts on the story are very welcome. I wish you a good read and welcome to the world of Hawnee.
Jay Hawnee
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Beep-beep... Beep-beep. A blonde girl opens her blue eyes sleep-drunken as the alarm clock rings beside her. She fumbles for it and manages to silence the beeping. She sighs, stretches, and heads slowly but eagerly into the bathroom. After a refreshing shower and teeth brushing, she puts on an ankle-length dress. She ties her hair into a neat ponytail and straightens her bangs. Taking a deep breath, she grabs her backpack and heads out of her room towards university. She takes a seat inside a large but sparsely filled lecture hall.
At the lectern stands an elderly man with nerdy glasses and a messy tie. "Good Morning ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Waynfort University of Hawnee for Medical Science and to this introductory lecture in medical studies. My name is Professor Doctor James Crawley. I'm the Professor of Anesthesiology and the Dean of Undergraduate Studies."
The blonde student tries to listen attentively, while Professor Crawley speaks. "As you surely know, the first four weeks will not be easy. You have to attend four basic knowledge courses and understand their content to the fullest extent possible. Every week, the lecturers will introduce you to another subject in the following order: microbiology, anatomy, chemistry, and physics. "
The entrance door creaks open as a red-haired student strides confidently into the lecture hall. Her short skirt swings with each step, and "BANG!" is written in bold white letters across her black T-shirt. Professor Crawley glances briefly at the new arrival but continues without hesitation. "It will be tested, on how well you understand the contents at the beginning of each following week through exams. In order to be able to continue your studies, you need to pass at least three of them. The conducted exams are quite hard, and require you not only to learn by heart but to understand the relationships between the topics."
While the red-haired student takes a seat beside the blonde, Professor Crawley starts to speak about the university institutions: We recommend you for study purposes to visit our university library. In addition to a unique selection of literature relevant to your studies, the library also provides a convenient quiet space, where you can study together with your fellow students free from any deflection."
The red-haired student puts out her laptop and turns her head to the blonde. "Hi, I'm Sheena. I saw you sitting here alone and thought I'd come over and introduce myself."
The blonde turns her head in surprise. "Oh..., hi... I... I'm Jenny. Nice to meet you."
Sheena looks around. "This place feels a bit... sterile, don't you think?"
Jenny shrugs. "Well... it's a lecture hall. It's supposed to be functional, not cozy."
Sheena grins nervously: "True... but I was hoping for something with urm... more character, you know. A creaky floor, a chandelier at the ceiling, and some strange scientific gadgets up front, like in those old movies, my aunt used to watch."
Jenny smiles slightly. "Sounds definitely charming, but I think those movies you mention might be set a century ago."
"Yeah, you're probably right", Sheena grins, "and it was the only place here that accepted me, so I guess, I have to make some compromises."
Jenny raises her eyebrows and smiles. "Oh, really? I must confess, it's similar for me. I always wanted to study a subject that would let me become a physician, but this was the only university that accepted me - and that I could afford."
"Don't get me wrong, I am excited.", Sheena answers, "But I don't really know much about the university or the course. I just hope I'll learn something useful and meet some cool people."
At this moment, the front door of the lecture hall swings open, and a group of students step inside. Jenny and Sheena turn their heads and look curiously at the new arrivals. They see two men and two women, all dressed in matching ties and colors. One man presents himself in long trousers and a short-sleeved shirt, while the other wears short trousers and a sleeveless shirt with deep cutout. One woman is dressed in a calf-length skirt and a short-sleeved blouse, the other wears a miniskirt and a sleeveless cropped top. Sheena looks suspicious, Jenny interested.
Professor Crawley takes a short satisfied glance at the group and continues with firm voice: "By joining the Waynfort University as a student you do not only enjoy a first-class education, but you are also a representative of one of the most prestigious medical academies of the country. It's not only the university that feeds you, but also you that feed the university, not only with your knowledge and your dedication but also with how you are perceived in public. You make visible for everyone, that they encounter a member of the honorable Waynfort University, when you proudly present them your uniform..."
"Bullshit." Sheena suddenly erupts in anger, loud enough to be heard in the whole lecture hall.
Professor Crawley looks bewildered. "Sorry ma'am, do you have a question?"
Sheena is still enraged. "Yeah, are we supposed to wear those carnival costumes in the lectures?"
Everyone looks at Jenny and Sheena. Jenny gets beet red, and Professor Crawley gets tense.
"Those... ", Professor Crawley takes a deep breath but stays calm, "...uniforms, young lady represent the pride of our university. They are in blue, the color of patience, with which the patients are treated, white the color of hygiene and cleanliness with which we conduct all our treatments and research, and red, the color of passion with which any of us pursues the research. Uniforms are absolutely mandatory, there is no exception to this rule.
Sheena opens her mouth but stays speechless, Jenny relaxes. Professor Crawley continues: "To allow you individuality and adapt to your personal study style, we provide our uniforms in four versions. You are free to choose between each of the uniforms presented by the four students in front of the class and even to mix them. I'm afraid I'm quite pressed for time at the moment, so unfortunately I can't answer any further of your questions. Please go now and collect your uniforms at the reception desk on the first floor. The desk will be open now approximately for an hour. Acquiring your uniform later will come at an extra fee. Come back wearing your uniform for the first lecture in the afternoon. Professor Doctor Cavanaugh will be your lecturer. Thanks for your attention."
Professor Crawley closes the lecture and walks out of the room.
Sheena looks still enraged at Jenny. "Hell, this ain't true, is it? Can anybody wake me up?"
Jenny explains nervously: "Oh... well..., yes, that's true. Didn't you read the enrollment documents? They say, that the Waynfort University has uniform rules. Even though, they seem to be quite lax. As you see, they even allow students to wear skimpy skirts and blouses. I guess, those are for the more urm... promiscuous ones."
Sheena smiles hesitantly: "Well, I don't mind some cute clothing. But do we really have to look like clones of each other?"
Jenny shrugs. "I think we have no choice here."
Sheena looks angry. "Damn it."
Slowly the lecture hall empties. Jenny and Sheena are among the last to leave. When they walk through the entrance door, Sheena glances sideways and asks Jenny with firm but hesitant voice: "Do we really have to go to the uniform desk?"
