Gah, Wha? Who?

“Hi you must be Isabella! How’s it going, first day you must be so excited!”

To your credit you at least stop yourself from jumping at the sound of the new voice.

“Holy Shit, where did you come from!”

You can only imagine you look like you just got busted looking at porn or something. Taking a second you manage to regain enough composure to reset and see the cute, albeit confused, blonde standing at your door holding a clipboard.

“Umm my name is Stacey I'm the student rep for the dorm, I like to come around and introduce myself but if you are in middle of something, I can come back later?”

“No, no I just wasn’t expecting anyone and you surprised me, but now that you are here I would like a little information about some of the stuff around here, call me Isabel.”

You put on a slightly predatory smile as you walk over to the small girl knowing that this is a perfect chance to get to know this cutie a little better.

Naturally you drift off a few times during this explanation but you take a quick glance at your phone and notice the picture on the app has changed. There is now a blonde girl on it and… Holy shit! You quickly check it again, it's Stacey, black bra and panties, looking like she is down to fuck. Quickly stuffing the phone back into your pocket, you manage to catch up just as her explanation is finishing.

“….. and that’s most of the stuff you will need to know, oh and no inviting boys for sleep overs that will get you in big trouble.”

“Thanks Stacey, that’s a lot to take in, since I don’t know anyone else around here can you tell me a little about yourself, What do you do here?”

You try not come off as weird as you do your best to push the image of her you just saw to the back of your mind.

“Oh me, I'm in my 3rd year studying marketing and I'm on the cheerleading team, center flier.”

This is obviously a big deal to her with her smug looking smile, but you have no idea about cheerleading so it’s beyond you,

“I'm not all that familiar with cheerleading so I’ll have to come along some time and watch you guys.” you say, your intentions definitely not pure, as you picture her in a skimpy outfit with a short skirt.

Hearing this her eyes light up a little.

“Yeah, no worries we have a comp coming up in a few weeks so we are taking it pretty seriously, but I don’t think any of the girls will care if you come along and watch. On that note I should really head off there’s two other girls moving in and I should catch them. Come see me if you have any dramas.”

And as quickly as she appeared, she vanishes, down the hall exuding just as much pep as you would expect from a 3rd year cheerleader.