Chapter 1:
Olivia Rogan awoke in total excitement. Today was a new day and the start of a new chapter in her life. She was determined to be optimistic and not let her parents bring her down. She showered and dressed, too jittery to do her usual yoga.
She dressed simply in bootcut style jeans, a tank top to show off her naturally golden curls and shoulders that were finally toned after a long summer of rowing.
Row club seemed like a stupid idea at first, but now she loved the activity. She brushed her teeth and rewashed her blemish free face before humming to herself. She hopped down the stairs before turning the corner to walk into the kitchen. Her dad was sipping his tea and reading the paper which was how he started everyday.
Her mom was listening to talk radio and cooking bacon. Turkey bacon was the compromise that she reached with her mom to eat her cooking and still maintain this new
healthier lifestyle.
"Hey honey, want some scrambled egg whites?" her mom asked.
"No, I will grab an apple and bagel for later, "Olivia replied.
"Absolutely not! You are already to thin and people will assume I starve you" her mom scorned.
"Dad, help me out here" Olivia pleaded.
Her father looked up from the business section and sighed before stating, "Joyce dear.
She is healthy and working out a ton and an adult, might I add. Let her make her own choices and besides she moves into the dorms today. We both know how awful the food there is, she'll be home begging for your cooking in no time" her dad chuckled to himself.
Not funny, she thought.
Shaking her head and ignoring further complaints from her mom, she grabbed the food and made a dash for the door.
Chapter 2:
Olivia looked up and was happy to be away from home. Granted it was only several miles but still any distance from her family was a welcoming gift that she would not belittle.
She re-walled the campus for the hundredth time. Set to come here and learn art. She wanted to paint, sculpt, and draw. Once she accomplished these tasks, she would be an adult and pick a major and get a degree. Lose all sense of adventure and join the mundane exist that is reality. Or whatever that meant working 8 to 12 hours a day. Being sleep deprived and starving for any and all change.
She popped in her earbuds and decide to challenge unpacking. She blared violins by Hilary Hahn and begun to move around furniture.
After three hours and with an almost dead phone she was done. The common room was immaculately clean and dust free. The floors were mopped and scrubbed free of mildew.
The windows gleamed from all the Windex she used. Olivia placed her phone to charge and went about going to the communal shower rooms. She had a private sink and toilet, thank God or this dorm life would have been a no go.
No person should forfeit the right to piss in privacy or brush her teeth in the early when she is at her most vulnerable.
Olivia was the type of woman that needed space to wake up in a hazy daze and become glamorous in privacy so she could judge and praise others later on throughout the day.
She grabbed a clean towel and her bathrobe because hello she was not in some stupid romantic comedy movie where she walks around in a towel. Gets locked out her room for some guy could come save the day or get a peek at the goods.
She blasted the hot water and stepped in allowing the day's hard work to wash off her body. Olivia was totally oblivious to the person who had just entered the shower area.
The next door shower being cut on startled her from her almost moaning at how good her shower was. She quickly shut off the valve and hopped out. The person next to her dropped the soap and, to be courteous, she picked it up. Before she could hand it over the shower curtain came flying open.
Balls and chest hair prevent her from ignoring its length and the shape that was before her naked as the day he was born. He? What the fuck! A guy was in the shower area.
"Hello beautiful. Can I have that back. I wanna finish up" he stated.
The erection startled her. Was he masturbating in there with her five feet away? Gross!
Oh my god, she thought. She thrust the Axe body wash at him.
She turned around and ran for her room with her key dangling from her wrist unable to finish her shower by his inappropriate conduct.
Mortified she texted her best friend Adriana and awaited her reply. The door began to juggle with keys trying to open it. Olivia was so frazzled she locked it on her return to the room and then the door opens that she locked. Her roommate was here as she turned while slamming the cordless phone down on base.
The naked man was in her room. Well not so naked, where did he get dressed she would have wondered had she not only learned she shared a coed bathroom from a phone call to RA, now she had a boy for a roommate. This was torture.
"Hey, the cute girl who caught me jerking off and blushed without offering me a hand. What will our grandchildren think of your cruelty." he chuckled
She was speechless.
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