Keep exploring the campus.

SUNDAY MORNING

Traci decided to ignore her hunger for now—she could just grab something from one of the vending machines later. She wanted to see if there was anything else worth seeing on campus. She walked around for a while but there really wasn’t much that caught her attention. Most of the buildings were locked up for the weekend and the main quad was deserted.

It was starting to get a bit warm, and Traci had given up on finding anything interesting to do or see. She took shelter beneath the branches of a large tree. Traci wasn’t sure what kind it was exactly, but it had a large thick truck and wide reaching branches providing lots of shade.

“Hey look who it is,” called a voice from beneath the branches as Traci approached.

Ugh.

It was Keith and Charlie from the bar last night. Keith was sporting a tank top and Traci could see his well-developed chest and shoulder muscles. Charlie was wearing a plain white t-shirt. Both of them wore cargo shorts in differing shades of brown.

“Come on,” Charlie said, waving Traci over. “Don’t make that face, just come sit with us for a bit.”

She hadn’t even realized she’d been making a face. Traci let out a soft sigh.

Keith started waving her over too. “Yeah, we won’t bite. Probably.”

Charlie let out a snorty little laugh but nodded along. “Yeah come on, just for a little while?”

Traci was a bit dubious, but she joined the two under the shade.

OK, maybe just for a little while, she thought to herself.

Charlie offered her a sip of his Mountain Dew which Traci promptly refused. He just shrugged and took a sip himself.

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“So what’s up then?” Charlie asked. “Just out for a walk? You that bored?”

Traci looked back in the direction she had just come from, thinking maybe she should have just kept walking.

Keith nodded. “Yeah, I guess there’s not that much to do around here on a Sunday. At least not till the semester gets started.”

“For sure.” Charlie lay back on the grass. “That’ll change soon enough though. Before you know it, classes and exams will be kicking your ass.”

That got a chuckle out of Keith. “Asians love all that studying and taking tests and shit though. Little Traci here probably can’t wait.”

Traci scowled slightly—but he was right. She actually was looking forward to jumping into her studies. But she wouldn’t give that creep the satisfaction of confirming it.

Keith flexed his bicep. “You’re not a med student are you? I can let you study some anatomy.”

“Ha!” Charlie finished off his Mountain Dew and chucked the can carelessly aside. “I got some anatomy you might wanna study, Traci…”

The next hour seemed to crawl agonizingly by. Traci spent most of it sitting there silently, feeling awkward while Keith and Charlie talked about sports—and occasionally looking at her in a way that she found unsettling.

Finally it became too much for Traci and she got up, brushing herself off to clear away any loose dirt or grass. “Um, well I guess I’d better get going.”

The guys waved half-heartedly as Traci walked away. She was sure they were watching her—probably staring at her butt or something—but was too afraid to look back and check.

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“So what’s up then?” Charlie asked. “Just out for a walk? You that bored?”

Traci looked back in the direction she had just come from. “Just familiarizing myself with the campus, I guess.”

Keith nodded. “Yeah, I guess there’s not that much to do around here on a Sunday. At least not till the semester gets started.”

“For sure.” Charlie lay back on the grass. “That’ll change soon enough though. Before you know it, classes and exams will be kicking your ass.”

“I guess so.” Traci actually couldn’t wait to immerse herself in everything Williamston could offer her. She aced every class in high school, and hoped to do the same in college.

To Traci’s surprise, the next hour passed by fairly quickly and she actually had a halfway decent time just sitting and talking about nothing in particular with the two guys until she eventually got up to leave.

“Hey, see you around, yeah?” Keith called after her.

Traci wanted to say something, if only to be friendly. But how friendly was too friendly? She wasn’t sure with these guys. In the end she just gave a quick wave and hurried on her way.

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