“Ray, why are you running?” James actually carefully and out of breath.
“Mr. Jones.. He’s…” I couldn’t speak.
“He’s what hon’?” James asked touching my shoulder.
“He’s DJ” I finally came to say.
“What’s so bad about that?” He asked..
I took a deep breath and told him the basic. He gasped. I just hugged me and sat their quietly. I finally decided to pick myself up and take me back to the dorm room. James’ phone vibrated.
He looked at it and then a smiled appeared on his face.
“There’s a party tonight and Drake is sure to be there come on, we’ll get you all dressed up and show him what the hell he’s missing” James said it more as an order than anything else.
“But-”
“No buts” James cut me off. “Now lets see what clothes you have brought so we can make you all looking sexy again, go jump in the shower, and I’ll look through your clothes, and don’t worry darling I’m gay” And he winked.
I moaned and grabbed a towel and shampoo and conditioner and some soap. I jumped in the shower and let the water soak over me, it felt good, I can’t believe Drake is here, I thought coming here would get away from it all. Now there’ never going to be a chance of us getting together now that he’s a teacher.
I stepped out the of the shower and wrapped a towel round my wet hair and my body and walked out into my dorm room where Jamie was there with my clothes everywhere, I laughed to myself.
“Damn, no wonder Drake couldn’t resist you” Jamie said and winked.
I walked over to my pile of clothes he had picked out for me. I sighed, and let him done what he wanted to me, well atleast suggested. After all he is still a guy and doesn’t know how todo essential things like straightening ones hair without burning oneself.
When I was finished. I was wearing lepard print bra and girl boxers.. Jamie thought that I was going to get lucky tonight. I was wearing a lacey black vest tucked into white shorts with black fishnet tights and black heels. My hair was big and curly, although I didn’t like my natural hair, Jamie said it made me look sexy. Looks like he has a thing for curls. I had black cat eyes and I was ready to go.
“Jamie! Hurry up we need to go” I screamed at him. He only had ten minutes to jump in the shower and get ready. He walked out of the bathroom smelling good. I looked at him, he was wearing smart black jeans, a grey button down shirt with a white shirt underneath, black airforces and his hair was straight surprisingly, and hat a soft spike to it. Boy he did look good. A few minutes before we left, we started to take photo’s of ourselves together in my full length mirror the college supplied us with on the back of our dorm room doors, they sure do kow what us teenagers aslike when it comes to vanity, although I’m sure the college staff wouldn’t appriciate the lack of DIY skills being used trying to put up our own mirrors. With that, Jamie and I set off out to the next building over where the party was headed. Arm in arm.
As we walked down the hall way, me being not who I am with the clothes I was wearing, was feeling slightly out of place and the guys wolf whistle and slapped my ass. Although I’m not one to complain if I’m being honest as every girl loves bit of attention every once in a while. Jamie and quite a few girls trying to get his attention, he just winked at them and carried on walking with me on his arm, I swear a few of the girls had given me dirty looks considering I was the only girl that Jamie actually paid attention to, although I don’t know why they are so bothered by him, as he is the new kid. I hope he doesn’t leave me for all those attention seekers, I’ve seen the movies.
