I've always known I was interested in girls, but labelling myself a lesbian? I guess I was still in the closet about my sexual orientation. Throughout my high school and most of the beginning of my college years, I kept to myself, I made friends, but not very important or close. I'm now in my second year of a four year program, and I had finally moved out of the dorms, coming to the realization that living off campus would be much cheaper.
I lay in bed, staring up at the plain walls of my room, thinking about staying in bed instead of going to my four hour lecture. My phone's alarm wakes me up, rousing me from any sleep possible. I sigh, getting up and taking a quick shower before dressing. I don't even look myself over as I walk out the door with my book bag slung over my shoulder. I lock my door and make my way out of the house before walking across the street where my car is parked.
It only takes me six minutes to make it school, though if I were to walk, it would've been close to twenty minutes. I park, grateful for the free parking, before walking through campus until I make it on time to the large auditorium close to the back of campus.
I smile making my way up to sit where I spot one of my friends. "Tressa, wow you look very pretty," Anna says. She is a very pretty girl, we're the same height, at 5ft2. She has long blonde hair straight, with beautiful clear white skin, pink stained lips, and the prettiest cornflower blue eyes I've ever seen. She always smells like white flowers, so innocent.
"Oh thanks," I say. ""Today we get to pick our groups, right?"
"Yep," she smiles, biting on her bottom lip just as I sit down. "We're still partners?"
"Of course," I say, with a smile.
Just then our professor enters, setting his briefcase down. He starts his lecture right away, and we all fall silent, pulling our laptops and notebooks out. After two hours, he gives us a break, letting us get into our groups to discuss our project.
Anna turns and smiles at me with a mischievous grin. "Let's get outta here, we'll hit the library and figure out what we're gonna do."
"Sure sounds like a good idea," I nod.
We leave after packing our things up. We go to talk to the professor, writing our names down on the list he has prepared, and we thank him, before leaving the auditorium. In the hallway, Anna walks slightly close to me.
"I like your tights, where'd you get it," I ask, trying to start a conversation. We had been walking in silence for a while now.
"Thanks," she smiles brightening up. "You know that cool boutique in town?" I nod slowly, "The store beside it."
I chuckle and we talk a lot easier as we walk together. "Um, have you been to the library before?"
"Actually no, I thought you knew," she says slowly.
I chuckle, "Change of plans, let's go to my place."
"Oh," she says.
"Or yours," I shrug. "I'm living off campus, and my roommates are pretty cool, barely there actually." Or really because I don't get out much...
"Yeah, sure," she says. "Lead the way."
When I turn in the direction of the parking lot, she asks, "You drove?"
"Yeah, my family lives pretty far, and the only way they know I'll come to see them sometimes is if I can make it on my own," I say slowly. "What about you?"
"The bus," she shrugs. "It's not too bad, since I actually stay by my parents."
"You grew up around here," I ask, looking at her in amazement. I would never have guessed that.
She chuckles, "My mom is actually a professor here, so I've been coming to this campus since I was six."
"That's cool," I nod smiling. I unlock the door and she slides into the passenger.
"Wow it smells good in here," she says.
