Looking for the right guy

A week and a half had passed since the encounter with my blackmailer, but I had not made any progress in finding a guy who I deemed worthy enough to take my virginity. Most guys at school fell into either one of two categories.

There were the studs, who ran through girls after girls on a weekly basis. A few had tried their luck with me when I was still a freshman, but as my "stuck-up bitch who was saving herself for her husband" reputation grew over time, they quickly lost interest in me. I could easily get one of them to fuck me if I wanted, but at this point I'd probably prefer letting my blackmailer pop my cherry.

The other group were the incels. They were an obnoxious bunch spending time making misogynistic jokes between them. Again, I had no intention getting close to them, much less sleeping with one of them.

"What about this guy? His name is Jake I think?"

"He already has a girlfriend, I've seen them hang out together a few times around campus", Jina responded.

I was running out of time, and so had asked for her help to find a suitable guy to have my first time with. Of course, I hadn't told her about the whole **** thing, only that I needed to find a nice guy by the end of the week. She was clearly suspicious, but thankfully didn't ask any questions.

That nonchalance was part of Jina's personality. Some may found her indefference rather unnerving, and was probably one of the reasons she was kind of a loner at school, but it also had its perks, like in my situation. Another attribute I remarked from Jina was the fact that she was very observant, like knowing that the previous guy had a girlfriend for example. This helped me narrow down my hit list to a couple of guys only.

"You should probably start with him since you share a few classes together. It will be easier to approach him and talk to him", Jina suggested as she pointed to one of the few names left on my phone, Liam.

"I was thinking the same, I actually have a class with him in fifteen minutes", I replied. I thanked her for her help, gave her a hug and then made my way to class.

"Good luck", Jina shouted behind me.

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The plan I had made in my head involved talking to Liam before class started, and sit beside him for the whole lecture. It was all foiled when he came in only a few seconds before class started and sat on the other side of the classroom.

I bided my time as the lecture went on, observing each and every one of his movements. He was a decent looking guy, about 5' 9", with short, dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes. He wasn't exactly chiseled, but he looked quite fit. And he looked very studious, listening intently to the professor's explanations and taking notes diligently.

As soon as the lecture ended, I tried to follow Liam and introduce myself, but with the horde of students rushing in and out of the classroom to their next class, it was virtually impossible for me to keep sight of him. Who knows, maybe he himself had another class straight after. Oh well, I would just have to wait until tomorrow, even if my anxiety level rose up every passing day with the deadline looming.

I had already lost hope for the day when I unexpectedly saw him sitting at one of the tables in the student center working on his laptop. Overjoyed, I quickly made my way to his desk and sat down across from him. He was obviously startled by my sudden appearance, but composed himself pretty fast.

"Hello, it's Liam, right?", I asked.

"Yeah, and you're Olivia, right? We've had a lot of classes together but never really talked, have we?", he replied.

"No, and that is my fault. Sorry about that." I apologized. I just didn't really talk to guys, unless **** to do so. "Listen, I'm struggling with the 2nd problem on our OS homework. Would you be willing to come by my place this evening and help me with it?" I had never done that before, and the fear of rejection was making my heart race.

He was a touch surprised, but luckily replied, "Sure! I'd be happy to." After a slight pause, he asked, "Which dorm do you live in?"

"I'm actually in my own place," I replied, "Here's the address and my phone number." I handed him a paper with the promised address and number. I knew it must have seemed a little too forward, but I was running out of time.

"Great!", he said, taking a look at the piece of paper. "I get off work at 5, I could probably be at your place at 5:30, how does that sound?"

"Perfect!", I exclaimed, "See you then!" With that I quickly got up and walked away, before he could see me blushing due to my nervousness. After a small hiccup, the plan was back on track, but now came the most difficult part: convincing Liam to take my virginity.