[ 𝐿𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 ] ~ 𝐿𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑜𝓃 𝑀𝓊𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓎 𝓍 𝒪𝒞

VI - Nerd Squad

"That is the sexiest fucking thing I've ever heard." Was the first thing Star heard as she stepped out of her room in the morning. Their hair was down against their back with a headband to keep it out of her eyes, she was wearing a button down white shirt, socks and a pair of shorts which they had somehow found themself sleeping in.

"You had a one night stand!" Kimberly whisper yelled, leaning forward in her chair. 

"What's going on?" Star tilt their head, sitting down in the seat next to Kimberly. 

"I know. I have never done anything like that before. You know those girls that are like. . .confident?" Whitney continued, nobody hearing Star's groggy voice. 

"The hot ones?" 

"Huh?" Whitney glanced at their murmur before her attention was on Bela.

"Yeah, I hate them."

"Me too." Kimberly nodded. 

"I just pretended to be one of them. Okay, I walked right up to him and decided to be that bitch!" Whitney hit her knee with the last two words. Bela let out an excited squeal for her new friend. 

"I don't know, I still think sex is better when it's with someone you love and it's an expression of your commitment." Before Kimberly could even get the full word out, Bela chucked a pillow right into her face. "Ow! Damn it."

"That is so boring, Kimberly. I'm with you Whitney, sex is better with strangers. End of story." Bela pointed at Kimberly.

"That is not what I said." Whitney shook her head. 

"I disagree, I think it's better when you faire l'amour." Star shrugged. 

"What's that mean?" Bela looked at her excitedly. 

"Make love." 

Bela threw a pillow at Star too. As soon as it collided with her face, the door to their dorm clicked open and in walked Leighton in a sweatshirt and joggers. "Bonjour, Leigh." Star hit the pillow to the ground. 

"Hi." The blonde muttered under her breath, repositioning her Louis Vuitton on her shoulder. Kimberly let out a gasp and the four girls just kind of stared at Leighton. "What?" She said evasively. 

"First of all, good morning." Kimberly practically spat out. "And second of all, where were you last night?"

Leighton scoffed. 

"Oh my god!" Bela gaped. "She had a one night stand too!" Kimberly gasped, again. "Fuck, I'm so lame."

"Okay, you ditched us last night, and you ignored twenty texts from Kimberly. At least Star texted and said she wasn't coming back."

"I told Bela that we weren't coming back."

"Oh. . .I thought you meant like the royal we." Bela muttered, scratching the back of her neck slightly. 

"And I'm on a limited data plan!" Kimberly cut back in.

Leighton looked at her, the blonde's brows shooting up. "They still have those?"

"Uh, yeah, they do. And so now if someone texts me, what do I do? I have to respond with an email, or just hope that I run into them." 

"'Kay, look, I know that we are all roommates," Leighton waved her hand around the circle of four girls, "but that does not mean that I have to tell you where I'm going and what I'm doing. Okay, we literally met like three days ago. I don't even remember your last names!"

Kimberly stood up. "Well my last name? It's Finkle. Kimberly Finkle. And last night, Kimberly Finkle, was worried that Leighton Murray got human trafficked." As the brunette said the names she pointed between herself and Leighton selectively.