Ingrid Moore walked into her classroom. This would be her first class at Walsdorf University. She looked around the classroom and took in everyone in the class. She looked at the front row and sat down and stared at the clock hoping that class would be over fast.
"Oh this sucks," thought Ingrid. "I don't know anybody here. My new roommate had sex in the room while I was five feet next to her in my bed. And I miss Chris like crazy. Oh shake it off Ingrid forget Chris he sure as hell forgot about you. And look you transferred here to get over him and all that drama so lets make the best of this."
Ingrid looked over at the guy sitting next to her. He was texting on his cell phone. He has a sly smile on his face as he texted. She looked him over. He was cute. He had a shaggy brown hair that looked like bed head; his eyes were a deep bluish green. The most striking thing about him was his gorgeous dimple in his right cheek. She glanced down his body out the corner of her eye at his strong muscular arm in his polo crew shirt. Her eyes drifted down to his shorts.
"Umm can I help you?" Ingrid eyes stilled as she looked up and him looking at her.
"Um yeah I um like your shoes. Your shoes are really cute. Where did you get them I think my brother would want a pair?" Smooth Ingrid real smooth, thought Ingrid to herself.
He cocked his head to the side and laughed to himself. "The flip flops are from Gap. I'm pretty sure your brother would want a pair. What's your name?"
"Ingrid, what's your name?" She looked at him check his new text message and saw him grin some more.
What a cocky little jerk. He can't even stop texting for a minute to even tell me his lousy name, thought Ingrid.
"Sorry about that. I'm Blake. So Ingrid I've never seen you before in any of my Econ classes are you new here?"
He glanced at her body as she started to speak. She was cute. He took in her dark chocolate skin, her long black hair pulled in a ponytail, her breast that were pushing against that shirt she had on just begging for release, and her curvy thick hips in the short blue jean skirt she had on. She licked her lips as she explained that she had transferred and rambled on about her roommate. He honestly could care less he just wanted to know what he had to do to get her in bed with him as soon as possible. He knew she liked him because she saw her stare at him when she sat down. He licked his lips and watched as her eyes focused on his tongue as it went across his lips. Oh yes, thought Blake this should be easy.
"So Ingrid I have had Prof. Rowe before in a different class. I pretty much understand what he wants on all his papers, so if you want some help or to study with someone I would love to help." He flashed her his grin again.
Ingrid took in his grin and all of a sudden he reminded her of her ex Chris. While Chris was black and gorgeous and Blake was white and equally gorgeous, but he somehow gave her the same feeling that she had for Chris when they first met, She didn't trust it.
"Thanks, but I'm sure I can figure it out." Ingrid turned and focused on the front of the classroom.
Blake starred at her in shock. Did this just happen. I just got rejected. Did she just reject me? No, no I must have heard her wrong, thought Blake. He turned to say something to her just then Prof. Rowe walked in and began his lecture.
Blake paid attention to the lecture, but kept stealing glances at Ingrid. He watched her type on her laptop and not pay him any attention. Finally class ended. Ingrid grabbed her books and head out of the classroom before he could stop her.
Ingrid walked out to doors to head to her dorm when she felt someone grab her arm to halt her. She looked back to see Blake red faced looking at her.
"I had to run to catch up with you. Did you not hear me calling your name," asked Blake?
"Sorry I had my ipod on. What's up?" She watched him rub his hand over his hair. He looked down at her and she realized he was pretty tall. She hadn't noticed that while they were sitting in class, but he was about 6'1 to her 5'7 height.
"Look I hope back there you don't think I was trying to make a move on you or anything. I was just honestly trying to help you out with Professor Rowe's class. He is known for his hard grading and I just thought why not help the new girl out."
Ingrid grinned. "So you ran after me to tell me that you hope I didn't think wrongly of you?" Blake smiled at that gorgeous dimple reappeared.
"Well yeah and to give you my number. No strings with it or anything. Its just in case you change your mind and need some help while studying."
"Ok, thank you Blake." She put his number in her cell phone. She saw a group of guys looking over at them and wave at Blake. "Friends of yours?"
"Yeah, my frat brothers. Anyway like I said call anytime." He waved bye and ran over to his friends.
Ingrid put on her ipod and walked back to her dorm room.
"Who was the black chick Blake, asked Billy to Blake as he ran over?"
"Oh her she is a new project I am working on. Turns out it wont be as easy as I thought." He laughed and slapped hands with his friends.
"Wait, wait what about your project with Lisa Rounds, and Marie Moore, and that big tit girl from that diner."
"Oh I finished with Lisa last week, Marie two days ago, and big tits last night. Look at what she texted me. She's begging for more." He walked over to his car.
"I don't know how you do it Blake; all these girls just fall for you," said Billy.
Blake opened his car door. "That's just the thing Billy they fall for me. I don't fall for them." He got in his car and drove home.
************************ Ingrid stared at the clock and back at the Economics book for Professor Rowe. This is ridiculous I have been studying this for the last three hours and I still have no clue what this man want s for this paper, thought Ingrid.
She glanced over at her roommate, April putting the finishing touches on her makeup before she went out for some pre Valentines party at some frat house. It had been a whole month since she moved in with April. While she hated her at first, but they soon set up boundaries and made a rule no sex in the room while the roommate was there. After that they kind of became friends.
"April I can't believe you get to go out while I'm stuck in the room trying to figure out this paper."
April turned from the mirror and smiled at Ingrid. "Ingrid you haven't been to a party yet since you have been here. Now come on this paper will be here tomorrow, just come out with me tonight. I have the perfect red dress for you to wear just like mine. We'll be like twins except your ebony and I'm ivory."
Ingrid laughed and looked at the skintight red spandex dress April had on. It showed everything. "No, I have to do this tonight it has to be e-mailed to him by Monday morning."
April pouted and then grabbed her purse. "You suck Ingrid, but you're my friend anyway. Look call somebody in your class and see if they can help you. That is if they aren't at the hottest party of tonight. But, if you by chance change you mind about the party text me and let me know and I will meet you. Oh and I will leave this dress out for you because you have to wear red to get in." She walked to the door and waved bye. Ingrid waved back and looked at her lonely one paragraph on the computer screen.
She sighed and picked up her phone on scrolled down to Blake's name. Should I call him and ask for help, thought Ingrid. It had been a month since he offered her help at anytime. Since then she had been dodging him, by running out the classes they had together, and getting on the phone when she saw him approaching her. He was just too much of a temptation. His face had taken the place of Chris's while she masturbated. She heard herself call out his name and knew that she wanted him. But, she did need his help to finish the paper.
She clicked his name on her phone and heard it ring. She was just about to hang up after the third when she heard his voice.
"Hello." She heard a lot of music in the background of wherever he was.
"Hey Blake, its Ingrid I uh need your help." She head him mumble something to somebody and he must have moved to a quieter room because she could hear him clearer now.
"Ingrid I'm glad you finally called. I would have called you, but you never gave me you number."
Ingrid bit her lip nervously. "Yeah, sorry about that. Look I am doing Rowe's paper and I am stuck. I don't really get how he wants this to be done. Do you think you can help?"
" Yeah, Can you come over here? I would come to you, but we are kind of throwing this thing here at the frat house and I have to stay."
Oh crap I should have figured the Valentines party would be at his frat house. Ingrid glanced at the red dress hanging up on the closet door.
"Hello, hello Ingrid are you still there?" Blake's words interrupted her thoughts.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Yeah I can come to you. You all are throwing the Pre V-day party right?"
"Yeah, you heard about it huh? Call me when you get here and we'll go over it. My room is quiet and nobody is allowed in there so we can look over it there." Ingrid heard some hooting in the background. " I have to go Ingrid see you in a little bit."
Ingrid stared at the dress and then at her computer screen. " Oh don't act like you don't want to got," said Ingrid to herself.
