Is she serious?

“You’re a real tease. You tease all the boys like that? It’s not very nice.” You’re not sure if she’s serious or not.

“Really?” She said bending at the waist, and pulling of her other shoe. She’s about three inches shorter than you are.

“Fine. Go then. I’m sure Ellen won’t have any problem with my lipstick all over your neck. I better change my shade right now.” She sat on her bed, and folded one leg underneath her body.

Turning, you grabbed the doorknob and turned. Duh, it’s still locked. When you turn back around, Zelda reclines like an empress on her bed. A shapely leg dangles over the side of the mattress.

“You don’t like me, or just a good boy who wants to stay faithful to his wholesome, white-bread girlfriend?” She said as she idly drummed her fingers on her flat stomach.

Sighing heavily you slipped to the floor, and crossed your legs indian style. Pausing before you answer, you consider the exotic girl lying in front of you. You’ve never been with a girl like her before, she’s unconventional, and in your face. Someone that would horrify your parents. Oddly enough, they’re not into the Goth scene either.

“I can be bad when I want.” You reply with a slightly devilish grin.

“Yeah?” She propped an elbow on the bed, and rested her chin on her hand.

“You can stay, and talk if you want. My roommate has been gone this week. She won’t be back until Monday, I think.” After a short pause she added, “I’m soooo fucking bored!”

“Why? Seems like a pretty decent little place.”

“Oh, I’m just tired of the same old thing mostly. If I’ve not been in class, I’ve been studying. I haven’t got out much this week.” Turning over on her side, she curled her knees slightly towards her chest.

Taking a pillow from the absent roommate’s bed, you dropped it to the floor, and took a prone position similar to Zelda’s on the floor.

“I don’t have a boyfriend.” She said batting her eyes in an exaggerated fashion. Smiling, she revealed her straight, white teeth. They contrasted sharply with her black lipstick.

You wonder if she’s a tease, or a horny little minx. You cock is still hard in your pants, and the thought of fucking the purple haired Goth does turn you on, but you did come to Widley to hook up with Ellen, and screwing another girl might not be the best way to achieve that goal. On the other hand, she’d probably never know.

“Is your name really Zelda?” You inquired while stifling a yawn. Zelda’s eyes flutter and close.

“I changed it last year. But I’ve been going by Zelda since junior year of high school. My name was Mary. Keep that to yourself, it’s a secret.”

“Sure. I won’t tell anybody.” Your eyelids are heavy, and the dark and warm dorm room is soothing. Soon, you hear the deep, regular breathing of sleep coming from Zelda. Looking at the desk, you can see the keys, and think to yourself you could unlock the door and go back to Ellen’s room, but you’re suddenly so tired. “I’ll just rest my eyes for a few moments” you think to yourself.

An undefined amount of time later you hear the sound of the door being opened. In the dark, your eyes haven’t adjusted yet, and you can’t see who’s opened the door, or if Zelda’s still in her bed.