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Chapter One: Southern Belles

Ro POV

It's now my first full day as a Bennett Belle. It's ok so far. Very different from high school, but that was to be expected. It's definitely more unnerving and things are definitely moving at a much faster pace. I'm extremely fortunate my best friend Tracey is here with me, though. Without her I probably would've already been certifiable. "We should probably find the counselor's offices first.", she says.

She's definitely the more organized and strategic one out of the two of us. I did well in school and took things very seriously but, I was more of the take things as they come type of person. "Why there? Shouldn't we find out where the dorms are?", I ask in return. "I would like to know where we're gonna be sleeping before it turns dark.", I add. She squints. "It's only noon, Ro. And we're not lost in another country."

So I say what I'm thinking, "It feels like it. I'm pretty sure we've been around this same building at least twice." There are so many people wandering around you don't know who to ask for help. So Tracey and I are winging it. I see all these other girls who have their parents helping them and it's times like this that makes me miss mine more. I have Tracey's mom but even she can't be here so I now miss her too. She's just across town AND I saw her at breakfast but her being sickly has changed her involvement in things like this.

"If we find counseling we can find out where not only the dorms are, but everything else too.", she explains. Makes sense I guess, I'm not thinking straight cause I'm frustrated tired and now hungry. "Hell, well let's hurry up and find them. We need to find a cafeteria and fast. I'm starving.", I say. "Yea, I'm pretty hungry too.", she says. She then turns her head. I notice she's staring at something. Take that back someone.

A beautiful woman passes by. She's curvy and wearing a tight knee length pencil skirt. "Tracey.", I say trying to get her attention. She turns and looks at me quickly. "Huh?" She's completely at a loss for words. "Counselor's office, remember?", I quickly remind her. I've been catching her looking at women more and more. Hell, I've even caught her looking at me a few times. I usually don't say anything but I'm hungry today. So I'm not letting her freely gawk.

"Ok sorry, I really like her skirt.", she says and lies. Now, me, I actually like her skirt. Tracey actually liked her tail. While on our way to find the counselor we find the Annie Merner Pfeiffer Hall dormitory. From there we were lead to the dining hall and shown where counseling is located. So I guess it all worked out in the end. When we found our way into the dorms, we met Nina. Nina is a sophomore and was pretty acquainted with the campus.

She said she was pretty much on her own too. So she didn't mind helping us out. "I was in your shoes last year and I wish I had someone to help me out. So it's the least I can do.", she explained. Nina has a beautiful olive skin tone and hazel eyes. She said she's 19 and from Nebraska. With her hair done up the way it is she easily could pass for a white woman with a nice tan. Tracey has been in heaven since she met her. I've really felt like a third wheel since.

By the time we've settled in our dorm room all Tracey can talk about is Nina this and Nina that. I honestly wished I had ear plugs at the moment. I will say it is odd to see Tracey react this way about anyone. It's easily the most excited I've seen her in awhile. I never realized how much I missed seeing her smile. After awhile I guess I've had enough of Nina, I snap. "Just ask her out on a fucking date already." Her eyes get wide as saucers.

"Really?", she asks. "You think she'd go?", she asks. So I smile soft, but sigh inwardly. I didn't mean to say that aloud. I mean it's 1959 Greensboro. We've become more progressive and all, but we still gotta long way to go. This ain't slavery times but this also ain't California or the north. I've heard about how carefree they are in San Francisco and LA. Or how liberal they are up in New York. But down here, when it comes to things like sexuality, folks are as uptight and conservative as they come. And that's just us. I ain't gonna get started on the whites.