Back to the old shoebox

Uni is actually proving to be pretty easy, for the first week anyway. All done by the arvo, getting a bite to eat, washing your hair relaxing by early evening, this is the life. You come back from dinner at the refectory and go to head into your room. As you grab your key you hear the door opposite yours open.

“Chelsea is probably going for dinner,” you think as you look up. However instead of Chelsea you see the girl from the laundromat the other day. When she sees you she puts on that same smug smile from the other day, like she knows something you don’t. Also dark haired, emo looking girls covered in tattoos just don’t seem like the type you expect Chelsea to be hanging out with, she definitely wasn't a cheerleader so you are a little confused. But like the other day she says nothing to you while looking you up and down then just leaves, smirking.

“What’s that bitch’s deal anyway. She would probably be pretty hot if you didn’t want to just slap that smirk off her face. Maybe a good old-fashioned spanking would sort her out.” You muse as you watch her walk into a room two doors down from you. Putting this all to the back of your mind you walk into your room and get comfortable.

Felicity Michaels – 7 points

+ 5 This year might be more exciting than she originally thought with the pair of you.

“Well at least I’m not as boring as Flick thought I was going to be.”

Scarlett Winter – -6

+ 1 At least you have some ability to banter.

+ 3 You were better than she thought you would be.

-15 Fucking bitch beat me with a combination of drops shots and looping the ball back until I made a mistake.

+ 15 Maybe mum is right I can’t hate on her for doing what she had to in order to win.

“Aye, I was worried it would get worse after today, but it’s actually gotten better that’s awesome, also thank you Scarlett’s mum for convincing her not to hate me I guess?” You smile happily, flicking back to her display picture a couple of times. The longer you stare to more you feel a cloud of lust settling over your mind, to the point where you go back to other profile pictures. You snap out of it when you find your finger hovering dangerously close to the profiles of your mother and sister.

“Seriously something is up with me, clicking the profile out of curiosity the first time, sure, everyone gets curious but now I’m sitting her about to knowingly flick back to a raunchy shot of my mother or my sister. Something has happened to me since coming to uni… like any time I sit down to think I end up drifting off and getting horny, when I meet a new girl I’m instantly undressing them in my mind and people I never thought about in that way I can’t help imagining how they would look between my legs.”

“No, I won’t be a **** to this lust, no touching myself tonight.” You say that and notice a section on the AMA you missed earlier.

Men

Andrew McAllister – 65

Your best friend, once held feelings but now you are both just comfortable with each other. Expect this score to go up if you can help him get a date with Chelsea.

Samuel Phillips – 35

You haven’t visited your tennis coach in a while. Now that you are playing again he would probably like to see you and beat you in a match.

Tyrone Washington - 8

Thinks you are hot and would like to see you at his party. Doesn’t yet realise that you aren’t into guys, even if you told him he’d probably still try.

“The men’s page of this app is a lot less detailed than the women’s, mind you I'm not super keen to see Andrew posing naked again, it was a little underwhelming the first time. Interestingly though, even though each person only has a sentence or so about them it gives me some advice to improve my relationship with them which is nice. I wish it I got that about the girls, oh wait, I do, I just have to pay for it… damn greedy app, always knowing exactly how to get me to spend my coins.”

It takes a fair bit longer to go to sleep than usual tonight as you spend a lot of your time fighting your urge to start fingering yourself, but you eventually win that battle and drift off to sleep.