SEX LESSONS

3

I wake up of a snoring Kate. I look at the time and it's 6 in the morning. I'm not so tired and I can't sleep of Kate snoring so much so I decide to get a shower and get ready for today. I take two towels and my bag with razors and stuff and go to the showers. I hope I'm alone. Yes. When I walk in there's no one there.

I quickly get in the shower and the warm water once again feels just so good on my naked body. As I'm showering I begin to sing some songs that are stuck in my head. As I'm doing that I shave me legs. When I'm done with everything I wrap my towel around my body and another towel around my hair.

''Why up so early?'' I voice says with a british accent. I look up and see that guy that walked into me yesterday.
''What are you doing here!'' I say and cover a little of my body with my hands.
''Getting a shower just like you'' He says with a smirk on his face. He just stands there with a white towel around his waist. I didn't realize how attractive he is.
I just ignore him and start to walk.
''You don't need to hide your self, there is nothing good to see'' He says with a smile and get in the shower.
Wow.
What an asshole.
I walk out fast and a tear manage to fall. Why am I crying? That is just so stupid.
***
After I've blow dried my hair and curled the ends I put on some blush and mascara. Kate is still asleep. Should I wake her up? I get a text from Jack.
*Meet me at room 406*
*Okay* I respond.
I grab my books and a bag to put all my books in and get out. I walk to room 406 and see Jack standing outside waiting for me.
''Hey'' I say and give him a hug.
''Hey, let's go inside''
We walk in and we take a seat in the front row. We're the only ones here.
''So how was your roommate?''
''She's actually relly nice, and cool''
''She hot?''
''She has a boyfriend, and I don't think she's your type''
''Jealous?'' He ask with a smile.
''No, oh god no but really she's not your type.''
Later some students come. and then the room is full. Then the teacher come.
''Morning students''
''Morning'' they mumble.
Mr.Smith explains what we have to do and it's to write about feelings. What?. Then the door opens and a curly haired guy walks in.
Shit.
Is he in this class?
Shit.
He takes a seat behind me.
Shit.
''Sorry I'm late Mr.Smith'' He says.
''It's okay Harry, but don't be late again''
We start to write about feelings and stuff. The day gone by fast and I take my bag with my books in it.
''We'll continue tomorrow'' Mr.Smith says.
As I walk with Jack that curly boy walks beside me.
''So blondie you in this class?''
''Why do you care?'' I say with a cocky tone.
''Chill, don't need to be mad''
''Just leave me alone'' I say and he walks away.