A mostly quiet Friday.

Friday means math, history and chemistry. Thank god for that. It’s good that none of your girlfriends are in your class and that you don’t have classes with Emma today, or you wouldn’t be able to get anything done.

Last night still feels like a fever dream, but it was real. You spent the night with four women at the same time, and they loved it just as much as you did. Honestly, math is the last thing on your mind, but you **** yourself to focus on the lecture.

Why? Because you feel like you have a goal now. While you were just studying before out of a sense of responsibility, you now have something to work towards. Sure, you still have to think things through a bit more, but law school sounds like a good idea.

Even so, stray thoughts every so often threat to make a tent in your pants. It’s just too difficult not to remember the sexy, naked bodies of your girlfriends, their sweet smell, the softness of their skin, their touch, their tight-

-stop. Focus on the math.

During the first break, you decide to pay a visit to your English teacher. Not to talk about your date, but to tell her about your chosen career path and ask her what she thinks of it.

When you open the door to her office after she tells you to come in, you see her start smiling and standing from her chair behind her desk as soon as she sees you. She walks towards you with a quick pace. When she’s right in front of you, she leans in to kiss you, but seems to hesitate as the last second and pulls back with a reddened face.

“G-Good morning, David.” She says, avoiding your eyes.

“Good morning.” You reply. “What were you about to do?”

She looks away and turn her back to you. Before she can take a step towards her desk, you speak again. “You know you don’t need my permission or anything, right?”

Mia stops in her tracks, straightens up, sighs shaking her head and turn back towards you with a sheepish smile. She leans in and kisses your lips, wrapping her arms around your neck and holding you tightly.

You reciprocate, holding her around the waist and meeting her tongue with yours. You **** yourselves to keep it short and break it, though it’s obvious both of you want more.

“I really wanted to see you today.” Mia admits, smiling shyly. “I’m sorry. I know I’m being awkward.”

“Don’t be sorry. It’s kind of reassuring to see that even someone as composed as you can act like this.” You chuckle.

“Oh? What’s that supposed to mean?” She frowns and lightly pinches your cheek. “Am I amusing to you?”

“No, no! Of course not!” You say hurriedly, holding back your grin. The pinching doesn’t hurt at all and seeing her willing to be more playful around you is what’s truly reassuring.

She releases you and goes back to her seat, chuckling to herself. “I said I wanted to see you, but you’re the one who came here. What do you need?”

“I wanted to talk to you about something.” You sit across from her and tell her about your plans to get into law school, asking for her opinion.

“I’m actually surprised that wasn’t your intention from the beginning.” She admits. “It seems like the career path that fits you the most.”

“You think so?”

“Yes.” She nods firmly. “You have a very solid grasp of academic language, are a good reader, good at memorizing and you’re no stranger to the argumentative discourse.” She chuckles. “Not to mention it pays really well, depending on the field you end up. It’s a good choice, David.”

Having Mia’s approval helps you feel like you’re making the right choice. What’s more, you’re sure your father will approve of it, even if his approval was never a concern for you.

Well, now that you’re here, you might as well ask about tomorrow.

“So, what are we doing tomorrow?”

“I’ll pick you up at 9:00 am at your place, alright?” She says. If you didn’t have the Seldom Sleepy trait, that would sound like an absolute nightmare.

“Sure.” You nod.

“Also, pack a bag with essentials. A change of clothes, toothbrush and the like.”

Right. She said we wanted to make it a weekend.

You hear the bell, and that means History, sadly. Now that you’re here, you’d like to spend some more time with Mia. You both stand up from your seats. Mia walks around her desk and next to you, holding you to give you another deep kiss full of desire. It’s enough to make you dizzy.

“I can hardly wait for tomorrow night.” She whispers in your ear. “You and I are going to have a lot of fun.” With a last, soft nibble on your earlobe, she lets go off you, picks up her books and leaves you there, with a huge grin on her face.

You just know that’s payback for last time. And goddammit, it worked like a charm.

The rest of the day goes on extremely quietly. By which you mean, you spend it alone, which is not exactly bad, but it is unusual these days.

Emily and Megan spend every free moment with their teammates, going over strategies and their opponent’s statistics. Sophia and Katherine seem to be preparing for another debate with a different school. Mia is with them apparently, and Emma is using her time to get some work done in advance.

Jessica does seek you out to talk, asking if it would be okay to get together sometime next week, no date specified. Saying you doubt you’ll have anything extremely important to do, you agree. She smiles, nods to herself and thanks you, leaving with a hop in her step.

It is after school that things get a little tenser.

You meet with Sophia at the school gates and take the bus to her house. You’re tightly holding hands all the way there, the occasional heavy sigh coming from either of you every so often.

It turns out your nerves were completely unfounded. Sophia’s parents are lovely people who welcome you immediately. Sure, they ask a lot of questions about you, your family and your plans for the future. Funnily enough, Sophia herself is hearing most of this for the first time, too.

The topic of your multiple girlfriends does come up, and her parents are worried you’ll come to neglect their daughter, who they say is looking so much brighter since she started dating you. Although this make your cute girlfriend hide her face in embarrassment, it makes you happy to hear. You try your best to assure them that Sophia is very important to you, and that if she or they ever have any issues with you, to please talk to you so you can fix it.

After talks are done, Sophia drags you to her room to escape her parents, only realizing after you’re inside how this must look to them. You laugh, but don’t do anything too wild while you’re there. You spend 30 minutes making out on her bed before you go back home.

You get ready for tomorrow, packing the things Mia told you into a bag, preparing a couple of nice outfits. One to leave with, and one to spare.

After your daily exercises and making sure to text every girl separately, you go to sleep. Or try to. You’re excited for tomorrow.