The Virgin on Campus| PERMANENTLY DISCONTINUED

ch. 5| A Trip Down Memory lane [Julian]

Julian Coleman P.O.V.
Stella Rodriguez as(Vanessa Morgan)----->

I laughed at how scared and frustrated, Taylor looked whipping her hands in the air and boiling all her hate for me inside. I loved bothering Taylor and I actually have no reason for it. She pressed her back against the bedroom door and tried her best to prevent her mom from coming. I kinda wanted her mom to come in, see me and yell at me to leave. I'd probably embarrass myself and Taylor but as long as Taylor is embarrassed, it's worth it.

"What do you want Julian!" She says, popping that familiar vein from her forehead. To be honest I didn't have anything in mind, I just want to anger her and right now I'm doing quite a good job if I say so myself.

What would I possibly want from Taylor? Her money? Maybe, but I wouldn't have to ask if I did. A kiss? Ew, she's a virgin. They're never great at kissing. Her friendship? Now that's too funny. I heard the door bang and sound of a sweet voice call Taylor. Looks like her mom finally came up. Time to make a "good" impression.

"Julian...get in the closet! I'll give all my savings and allowance money if you stuff yourself in that closet and keep your mouth shut!" She whispers, she pushes me into her enormous closet. I was thinking in the back of my head, it would crammy and stuffy in there but god it wasn't., I'm almost jealous. This girl has the worst personality ever yet she gets all she wants. And there's me who has, a very unique personality and lives literally in a dump.

I hesitate to go inside. Since when did ever listen to her? But then again she is giving me her life's savings on cash and her allowance. After this I might come home with a sexy suits and actually money, not the pennies and dollars Ms. Brendon gives me. That stupid, bitch. Does she think I'm four? I groaned and walked into the closet or should I say, the mall. Damn! Why does she have all these clothes? It's not she can wear all over them.

She closes the door and let's her mom in. I peek through the small opening of the door and look at Taylor's mom. And She looks exactly like her. Same eyes and facial features. It's like looking at twins. Ugh. Two Taylors, that's a nightmare I wish I'll never have.

"Taylor,deary. I'm sorry to sound a little odd but, were you talking to someone? I heard voices and a deep voice and I can't expect that voice to be yours. Is it?" Her mom says. Taylor looks down at her feet and bites her bottom like, something I realized she died when she was lying.

"No! No one is a here. I was just listen to some music, that's all," she lies. Uh. Never would have guessed that the little, prefect, innocent virgin would lie to her mother. What a surprise.

"Oh. Well, then, I came up here to give you something..." She says. Is the virgin getting more money than she actually needs? Hello! There's the less unfortunate, here, that need it way more than her! Case and point, me!

"Umm...okay," she says, a little fearfully of the mystery surprise her mom had in a white bag. Looks like Taylor is getting a bag load of money.

"I've spoke to numerous, designers in New York and I've decided to apply you to be a model for the next fashion show in a few months. You'll be wearing one of my latest designs in "the Mad ones" collection, isn't that going to be fun!" Her mom says, with giddy. I look at Taylor, who wasn't happy. I see through her deceiving eyes and smile.

"I don't know if I..." she says.

"Great! So it's all set. I'll have you practice with the famous Cindy Crawford and Candice Swanepoel. I'm sure they'll give you good advice and pointers," she says, " But here I brought you one of my collection pieces from the studio. Don't wear it til tomorrow for school."