Alex and Britney stroll through a small luscious garden right outside the classroom. "So, what brought you here to Jefferson?", Britney asks. Alex sighs, chuckles, places his hands on his hips. "Well, there's two reasons. First, I want to major in creative writing to become an author sometime soon, and I know Jefferson is a great school for it. Second, I mainly came here because I have a friend who goes here", Alex responds. Britney smirks, "A writer I see? What kinds of stories do you write?". Alex sighs, "Well, it's a bit complicated. I write stories for leisure in my free time, but I've also written a couple of articles for the New York Times." Britney giggles, "Well, look at you all talented. For me, this is my second year here at Jefferson."
Alex and Britney walk up to a bench. They both sit, lay their belongings on the floor. "What are you majoring in?", Alex asks, tilting his body, putting his full attention on Britney. "It's complicated as well", Britney sighs, "I was planning on attending Madison College but my ex-boyfriend is currently enrolled there. Luckily, I got accepted here so at least I won't have to worry about him anymore." Alex raises his eyebrows, "Was it that bad?". Britney nods, "Yeah, I was extremely in love with him. He was the best I could ever ask for, but he was very abusive." Alex frowns, "I'm so sorry." Britney smiles, "I don't give a fuck anymore, I've gotten over it."
"I too have gone through some shit", Alex replies. "I was in love with this one girl a few years ago. She was the best I could ever ask for as well, but she cheated on me several times behind my back. Come to find out, she was a fucking hoe just fucking guys over for her own pleasure." Britney squints her eyes, "So she was like a playgirl?". Alex nods, "Yeah. I regret that I wasn't smart enough to see the red flags." Britney slides closer to Alex, "That's fucking terrible. I don't know how some women can do that to nice guys like you. I could never." Alex crosses his arms, "I honestly don't care anymore. If anything, I'm way happier now than I was before. I'm just focusing more on myself, you get me?". Britney smiles, places her hand on Alex's shoulder. "I feel the same way as well."
Warmth from her hand soothes Alex's shoulders. He locks eyes with Britney. Her eyes glimmer through her bangs as the wind sways them side by side. "I...uhm", Alex studders. Suddenly, a ringtone goes off, disrupts the eye contact between the two. Britney lets go of Alex's shoulder, scrambles through her bag. She pulls out her phone, stares at her screen in disbelief. "Oh fuck!". Alex leans forward, "What's wrong?". Britney stands up, places her bag on her shoulder. "I forgot I have an important meeting to attend to." Alex stands up beside her, "I can join you if you want." Britney smiles, "Maybe next time. I really have to go. It was nice meeting you!" Alex sighs, "Hope I see you around!". Britney smiles and nods, speed walks away.
Alex, in disbelief grabs his shoulder, almost if as he can still feel the warmth of Britney's hand.
YOU ARE READING
The Playgirls Fantasy
RomantikAlex Jimenez, a nineteen year old college freshman at Jefferson State University finds himself trapped into temptation of a playgirl who is willing to do whatever it takes to make her wildest fantasies come true.
