Nothing Much

“Dude. You are my fucking hero.”

I looked up to see a white guy with dreadlocks holding out a fist to be bumped. My brows drew together as I looked back down at my dick hanging out. I hastily grabbed my pants and put them back on and then awkwardly returned the gesture, “Uh. Thanks.” I recognized him as one of the people just sort of hanging around during my impromptu little fuck session, so I got what he was referring to. “Um. I’m Axel.”

He smiles hugely, “Ha! Alex and Axel. You’ve got to meet my friend. Ha. My name’s Derek, sophomore. You’ve got to be a freshman.”

I was distracted by a super cute blonde walking by. She was really hot and the mini-skirt she was wearing showed off the fine curve of her hips and her divine legs awesomely. More than her hotness it was the effortless way she was carrying her luggage that had me. She had two not small suitcases held easily by just one tiny hand gripping their handles. She had an enormous duffle bag strapped to her back that looked like it weighed three times as much as her entire body. Her other hand held one tall, bulky, heavy-looking suitcase, one clearly meant to be rolled. She didn’t bother with that, holding it with ease a few inches off the ground. Even as I watched she casually lifted it and maneuvered it up to hold above her head to more easily slip past a momentary jam of people in the hallway.

She did this all while perched atop high heels.

I put my tongue back in my head as I stared at her sashaying ass as she walked away.

“Who is that?”

Derek chuckled, “That’s Lizzy Winters. Hot as hell and she knows it. Kind of an alpha bitch too though. I’d warn you off her, man, but I just saw you pork the Warhead AND somehow pull off a threesome with Ms. Munroe and Jubilee! If anyone can tame that bitch, it's gotta be you!”

“Heh. Uh, what’s her power? Super-strength?”

“Yea, that and instant expertise with any melee weapon she picks up. It’s pretty sick.”

My eyebrows rise, “That is ridiculous. She’s set up to be a badass Superhero.”

He snorted and shook his head, “Yea right. Super-Villainess maybe. I’m pretty sure she’s a sociopath.”

I looked at him, not really able to tell if he was being serious. He bobbed his head, “She’s got a clique with minions and everything. Her right hand wo-man is this half-feral chick named Chastity. You really don’t want to mess with that loon. My buddy Alex- he has super healing but not like Wolverine-completely different method. Anyway, he hit on her- Chastity’s fucking smoking too- and in the Danger Room she basically cut him to pieces.”

What the fuck?!

Danger Room?

‘What the hell kind of school was this?’ I thought back to Ms. Braddock disappearing through that secret door. Something was up about this place.

I was going to ask Derick more but he was gone. I looked around and saw his back half way down the hallway. That was weird. For such a friendly guy, he didn’t even say bye.

I stood there and rubbed my head. A lot of very strange things had happened to me recently. Maybe something bad was going on somewhere but it was hard to be too concerned given how much great sex I was getting out of it. It all came back to that silver haired scantily clad woman. It was just too bad I hadn’t been paying her any real attention at the time. Which now that I thought about it, was generally how people were treating me. Not paying me too much attention and generally not being bothered by the things that I do to them. I remembered her fondling my crotch and just generally not caring too much about it. I mean, I’d certainly enjoyed it but it had just seemed so… normal.

Huh.

What should I do now? Go look for Mom and Sis? There was another similarity - them just walking away without a word just like Derek. This place was huge though. They could be anywhere. I’d be better off going to Imogene’s room and just waiting. Plus, you know, Jane might still be there. The sex with her had been awesome. Or I could wander around messing with people.