Naomi had only been at the exclusive private school because her father was the lead maintenance man. It was a good job that paid in the high 6 figures, and he was required to live on site. This meant that Naomi and his wife Brenda, came with him.
Deerfield Academy and College housed student grades 6th through 12th on one half of the campus; the opposite side held a private college.
Deerfield College, several acres away on the other side of the sprawling, 1000 acre campus, was small and mainly consisted of former Deerfield Academy students. It was a boarding school for wealthy WASPs. Deerfield Academy didn't advertise. You either knew about it or you did not.
Its graduates were 'masters of the universe' and came from the 'best' families in the country. Nepotism ensured all Deerfield Academy students would remain wealthy and have the best of everything their entire lives.
When Naomi arrived as a 6th grader, she was an anomaly among the rich kids. A Black girl! They all expected her to be cool and fun, like they imagined all Black people were. She wasn't. She was a big nerd.
Naomi or Nomi as her family called her, was always very quiet and soft spoken. After a while, the students pretty much ignored her when they realized her main interest was books.
She wasn't much to look at either. 2 long braids on either side of her head, rolled Princess Leah style. Her prescription-less glasses that she wore because she thought they made her look even smarter, and most days of the week, an oversized man's Deerfield Academy sweatshirt with school approved leggings and converse.
She kept her head down and quietly, excelled at the rigorous academics, despite her formative years at public school. Nomi loved reading all kinds of books, and she was thriving in the course of study at Deerfield. Instructors were surprised and pleased at Naomi's intelligence.
They often challenged the girl with additional assignments, that included extra reading. Many of them were surprised that a girl with her upbringing was so astute at their lessons.
She would excel at every assignment, except ones that required her to speak in front of the class, ask questions for clarification, or required any sort of assertions that were verbal.
She worked hard, focusing on 'animal studies' for several years. She planned to be a veterinarian. She had secretly been applying at various veterinarian schools and was struggling to find a way to pay tuition. Deerfield College had a veterinarian school, but that was her last resort.
She was the teacher's pet at the academy, and the biggest nerd, well one of them, at the school. Most kids ignored her and that was fine with her. Every once in a while, they would tease her or she was the butt of a joke, but hardly ever now that she was a Sr.
At her high school graduation, The administrators at the college had assured Naomi's parents that the college had a place for Naomi as well, should she wish to continue her education there after graduating high school.
Her parents had been overjoyed. They had laughed, sang and danced in the kitchen of their tiny cottage while Nomi sat, trying to be happy, but miserable. All she wanted was to get away from these people. Now it looked like she was stuck for another 4 years. She dealt with it, inwardly, but reasoned she could look forward to her freedom, once she was a licensed veterinarian.
All their family had rejoiced when Naomi's father got the job and moved them out of their Brooklyn borough. They all acted like they'd received a golden ticket. If they only knew, Naomi thought. This place was not all that. She missed Brooklyn terribly, whenever she went home.
Her cousin was fascinated though, and pumped Naomi regularly for stories about the kids she went to school with. After years of listening to Naomi's stories about the raunchy behavior of her classmates, Diamond suddenly decided she would come spend two weeks with Naomi, after Naomi had graduated from the academy.
Diamond was the type of Black girl Deerfield kids loved. She was wild and cursed like a sailor. She was loud and funny, overtly sexy in her style of dress, could dance and smoked weed daily. She was basically Naomi's opposite.
Diamond wouldn't let Naomi sit at home either. Once the effervescent girl arrived at the school in upstate New York, she instantly had party invitations and a weed connection; she insisted Nomi accompany her everywhere.
She dolled Nomi up and convinced her to drop the stupid glasses. Naomi had to admit she felt good looking at the image of herself in the mirror.
Her cousin had released the 'Leah' buns and arranged Nomi's hair in soft, jet black, coily ringlets that fell past her cocoa brown shoulders. Diamond was going to put fake lashes on Naomi, but her lashes were already super long. A few coats of mascara, lip gloss and earrings and Naomi was gorgeous.
Diamond shook her head and wished she had Naomi's attributes. She damn sure wouldn't be hiding them. Who's embarrassed by Double D's, a tiny waist and a fat ass? Diamond had more of a dancer's slim figure, but she was proud of her little bubble butt.
Diamond made Naomi wear her most modest outfit; a red tank top mini dress. She wanted Naomi to go out in just panties, but she insisted on jeans shorts underneath.
Another battle was shoes. Diamond was ready to throw Naomi's converse in the trash! They settled on flat sandals with rhinestones and jewels covering the thong between Naomi's painted red toenails. Big hoop earrings and Naomi was set. She hardly recognized herself. Gone was the pre pubescent fat and in its place were luscious curves.
"36 - 24 - 38! Weight 128!" her gym teachers had screamed out across the gym. Physical maintenance was important at Deerfield and the gym teachers love to keep track of the ladies' progress. One of them leered at Naomi and said she was surprised Naomi had 'all that' under the sweatshirt. Naomi had been shocked!
Diamond came out of the cottage's one small bathroom, fluffing her weave, in ridiculously short jeans shorts that revealed a large section of her butt cheeks. Her Candies heels and a silk shirt she hadn't bothered to button, completed her outfit. The shirt was tightly knotted over her light brown/yellow stomach and she obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Her face was fully made up with artistically applied eyeshadow playing up her green eyes.
Diamond was 20, and she was a male magnet that loved 2 things; fucking and money. She jumped at the chance to come up here and fuck some rich white boys.
2 weeks after her arrival, (and departure, very soon thereafter), there was a fight in the cafeteria between 2 athletes she had been with.
One was named Paul. He had followed Diamond into the girl's restroom one day after summer activities had ended, intent on having her.
Diamond had been on campus for exactly 3 days. Her appearance in the school cafeteria created silence for several minutes, as she accompanied her embarrassed cousin to her regular table.
She strutted, smiled and waved, like a celebrity. She was dressed in skin tight jeans, high heels, and a tube top; definitely not Deerfield approved clothing. She looked hot as fuck, and she knew it.
She swung her weave exaggeratedly, and poked her little booty out as she sat down, smiling at everyone.
Several students approached Naomi's table that day and sat with them, peppering Diamond with questions. She ate it up, loving the attention, showing off her body and being overtly sexual in her responses.
She was fascinated by the large campus and was wandering around, exploring the empty classrooms, while Naomi read in the library, a few days later.
She was wearing her Candies (her faves since they added 3 inches to her 5' 1 height), and a big men's shirt that was belted, completely naked underneath.
