It was Francine's first time away from home she was happy to be away from her parents and to start her new journey called college life. She looked outside and noticed that the leaves on the trees were changing colors. In a few weeks the leaves would become purple, orange, and yellow and these same leaves would fall to the ground. Yesterday, was her eighteenth birthday and now she was an adult but something was missing she did not feel like an adult. She has not been exposed to anything. Her parents never allowed her to date while she was in high school and of course she could not have a boyfriend.
Now, that she was eighteen and on her own away from home she was going to enjoy college life to its fullest. Yes, the parties, the sororities and the boys. Whoa! Just the thought of it made her head spin.
Francine was a petite curvaceous African-American female with chestnut brown hair down to her shoulders and big honey brown eyes. She had a dimple on her cheek. As she continued to look outside her dorm window she noticed a tall, dark, handsome, basketball player as he jogged down the road. She noticed his tanned legs and wondered whether he was off to the gym to work out or if he was late for class. She looked at her class schedule and noticed she had a biology class in fifteen minutes. So, she grabbed her book bag and a jacket and ran downstairs to the roadway. Even though, she had spent the summer on campus she sometimes had a hard time finding the right room number in the right building for the class she had to attend. She made it through the door just in time to collide into the basketball player she saw just a few minutes ago. Their eyes met and so did their heads not to mention their books. Everything, notebook papers, pencils, pens, textbooks, everything was scattered across the floor.
"Hi, I am Francine." She extended her hand to the stranger.
"Just call me clumsy Vincent."
"Well, that is a strange name."
" Yeah, I am good with the basketball but clumsy in every other way."
" Well we better have a seat before the professor gets upset."
They both sat down and listened to a sixty minute lecture on dominant and recessive genes.
"Boy, I am glad that this lecture is over." A red head with large red glasses said.
" You telling me, I know this is going to be a long semester." A blonde female replied.
"Francine!"
"Wait up!!!"
Francine turned around to see the tall basketball player.
"Hey!"
"We are having a party this Friday as a welcome back kind of thing for the new school year. Do you wanna come."
"Who is we?"
"Oh I am sorry, I meat my fraternity Sigma Omega Epsilon."
"Yes, I will be there."
"Good, here is a card with the location and directions. See you there at 9 pm."
Francine couldn't wait for the weekend to come around. She, went through the week contemplating what she should wear and whether she should make Vincent her first. See, that was her dilemma Francine had never been kissed before, never been touched before, never been touched before. She was as pure as a new white lily on a Spring day. This is what stopped her from feeling like a woman.
On Friday night Francine dressed in a short red dress that had spaghetti straps and a low back. The dress was just above her knees. She pulled her thick chestnut curls on top of her head and wore a pair of silver heels with a little sliver purse. She walked to the fraternity house and opened the door just in time to hear the sounds of Ciara's "Oh-no." This party looked quite interesting; the dance floor was already filled with boys and girls dancing. From across the room she spotted Vincent. He was looking debonair in a light blue shirt and a pair of khaki pants. His hazel eyes were beaming and his caramel skin glowed. Damn, he was too fine, she thought. Francine walked over to Vincent and he gave her a hug. They both walked to the dance floor and slow danced to "Just the two of us." She felt his arms around her waist and built enough courage to pull him closer to her and kiss him on the lips.
