Ah mondays

It's the final week of classes before exams, you slowly open your eyes and sit up in your girlfriend's bed.

You take a moment to think about the day you have “Ugh anatomy and skill foundations, at least my assignments are all done and I just need to think about study. Oh I'm also doing that jujitsu stuff with Grace in the gym this arvo.”

You pause for a second “Oh shit gym, we didn't set an alarm!”

You panic and check the time, it's close but if you leave now and grab clothes on the way through you should be able to make it.

“Oi, get up we are gonna be late and Bec's gonna be mad!” the panic coming through in your voice as you shake Scarlett

She wakes up and initially looks confused but quickly realises what's happening. She tries to quickly get up and out of bed but...

“OW FUCKKKKK IT'S SO MUCH WORSE THAN THE OTHER DAY!” Her hands grab her pussy as she squeezes her legs together and falls back onto the bed

“Issy what the fuck did you do to me!?” Any remaining lust from last night has clearly gone out the window as she looks at you angrily.

“Umm Scar, you didn't just ask for it you begged for it. I warned you, but you said-”

You're interrupted, “UGHH you should have ignored me! GOD.... fuck me you take that willingly? How the fuck is your pussy not a trench right now.”

It's really hard not to giggle at her but unfortunately you really don't have time. “Look I'm sorry, umm but we really have to go...”

As you say that Scarlett makes her position very clear.“Nope, fuck this I'm gonna sit here all day again with an icepack on my pussy, I'm sending Bec a message right now. Hurry up and leave or you're gonna be screwed and you know Flick is just waiting for an opportunity to get you back for the whole plank spank thing.”

“Oh yeah... fuck okay well, let me know if you need anything I guess?” You throw on clothes and zoom your way out the door.

You dash out of your building and set off at a run, something like this would definitely have caused you some discomfort earlier in the year but with improved fitness and a very handy perk you were feeling pretty good considering you'd gotten up about 5 minutes ago.

You open the door and watch as the disappears from Flick's face as she checks the clock. Bec looks stressed and you're sure you'll learn why shortly.

“Pulled her fucking Groin, what was she even doing over the weekend to pull her fucking groin,UGH! Alright you two, cardio circuit.”

Before you get there Bec looks at you even though you aren't sure if she's talking to you or just ranting. “Did you know Scarlett hurt herself over the weekend, did her groin doing god knows what?”

She doesn't even wait for any response before getting on a piece of equipment. The workout is gruelling even with all your recent improvements you can feel yourself dying after 30 minutes. You look over at Flick and she's in the same position which is rough considering she's extremely fit.

You look over at Bec and she just looks angry, no signs of struggle just anger.

While passing you hear her mumbling under her breath. “First the roids, now the injuries and fuck me we haven't even started the season.”

You seethe, “This fucking bitch, I'm gonna...” You **** yourself to breathe, smacking your captain, while it would feel very satisfying is not the right thing to do at this moment.

You do make a mental note that this is her one chance and if she continues to talk she shit may get a paddling well before the end of the tennis season. You grit your teeth and get through the remaining 15 minutes, before skipping the warm-down and leaving.

You walk back to the dorm preferring to shower there than endure any more of your captain today. Since you already have clothes to get changed into you head straight from the shower to class. While it might have been nice to check on Scarlett, she was probably asleep.

You plonk yourself down onto a lecture theatre seat, you aren't sure whether you'd noticed it before but man these chairs were really uncomfortable today. Not just that but the room had an annoying echo which meant everyone's talking just seemed louder. It stopped briefly when Ms Simmons came in but then all you could hear was her annoying voice.

And everything she said just sounded so smug and bitchy. It was like every ten minutes she needed to throw in a line about how the exam was next week and how many students will fail because of how unprepared they are.

“And others will fail because they're just not all that intelligent.” You swear to god she looks you dead in the eyes as she says this, your earlier rage seems to build you just can't seem to let it go.

Ms Simmons continues, “Either way those that fail will not be able to progress in this course and it will be an important wake-up call to students who think they can coast through university.”

You're pretty sure you feel your eye twitching as she continues her speech and even throughout the rest of the lecture. You aren't sure what it is but something about this bitch really gets under your skin, as well as the general bad mood that everything else about this day has done so far.

You grab your books as the lecture finishes, normally after two hours of biology you couldn't stand a second more, but after Ms Simmons looked you in the eyes as she while telling everyone how many of the class would fail you decide you aren't going to take that.

“Fuck Skill Foundations I'm going to fucking nail this biology shit and then I'm going to put this bitch in her fucking place.”

You take a seat at your favourite cafe and pull out your notes. A couple of hours go by and you're actually feeling pretty confident. The notes feel like they're sinking in and you can remember more than the classic “Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.”

You sit back, happy with yourself despite the aggravating day you've had so far when you get a message.

A/note: short chapters helping me stay consistent :)