Chapter 3
I was at the Mercadona with Niall, and we'd picked up loads of food for the party, and some of my baking supplies that I was running low on, and four litres of strawberry ice cream for moi! We reached the alcohol section and were fighting over whether we should get one keg or two, we already had a crate of vodka, tequila, and five hundred bottles of beer, I was all for two kegs, but Niall wanted one, I told him to get two or his royal jewels won't be so royal! He quickly agreed, and I then remembered we need those red plastic cups, cause god knows its not a party without red plastic cups!
I was grabbing another pack when it slipped from my hand, I was about to reach down for it, when someone else picked it up for me, and that someone else just happened to be a really good looking guy.
I smiled, "Thanks, they're slippery buggers!"
He chuckled, "Yeah, they are. Need a hand?"
I nodded, "That would be great! Could you grab another ten of these?"
He raised an eyebrow, "Are you having a party or something?"
I smiled, "Yeah, you're welcome to come, it's at a friends house, her address is 21 Bluehills, Cathel Road, Redfield, tomorrow at ten."
He follows me to Niall's cart and says, "Sounds like fun, I'll be there!"
I bite my lower lip and puff out my chest a bit, "Can't wait!"
He smiles, eyes my boobs a little bit, and then walks away, I turn to look at Niall, a smile on my face, he just laughs at me as we cue to pay.
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Ok, so people probably think I'm a slut, well I'm not. I never cheat on a guy(or girl), I never rush things when I really like a guy, and I rarely do it in bathroom stalls. But when it comes to sex I don't treat it like its the most important thing in the world. I'm careful, I always use a condom with a guy, I'm on the pill and if I've spent the month with as much as one person I'll get a checkup at the end of the month. So when people call me a slut I take offence, but in the end, I can't let them get me down. I'm not being a slut, I'm just trying to experience everything life has to offer, and with that said, lets move on.
I looked at Niall, driving my car back home and asked, "Do you think I'm a slut?"
He furrowed his eyebrows, "Why would you ask that?"
I responded, "Because here you are, an amazing guy who hasn't had sex in five months and here I am, having sex with a girl in a bathroom stall and then later flirting with some guy!"
Niall shook his head, "You're not a slut, you just got out of a relationship, you're rebounding! It's perfectly natural!"
I look out the window and mumble, "I broke up with him."
For a couple of minutes we were both silent, until wrecking ball by Miley Cyrus came on, and Niall started bouncing around singing way off key to it, making me laugh, then he caught some people looking at us and he shouted out the window in a really nackery voice, "Wha you lookin at?!"
I was laughing my head off at him, and he smiled at me, knowing he made me feel better. All I could think is that he's the best friend I could ever ask for.
I looked at him bouncing around, and said, "You're the best, you know that?!"
He smiled and said in an over the top voice, "I try!"
I smiled and laughed along with him, just enjoying the moment.
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We arrived home to see Nasty Natty in the sitting room chatting with Lacy, my smile from the car ride home dimes slightly as I carry in the crate of tequila, while Niall brings in the crate of vodka. I greet them with a simple hi, and Lacy practically runs to help us unload, I know how much she hates Natty, we all do. One second she's your best friend, the next she's telling all your deep dark secrets to anyone in a five thousand meter radius of her! I went straight into the kitchen to start unloading, Natty sits herself up on the counter next to me, and smiles at me. I start to head back out to the car to grab some of my baking supplies.
Natty trails behind like a lost puppy before finally saying, "So . . . Marcey, I was wondering if you wanna go out for dinner with me?"
I internally groaned, before turning to face her, "Look, Natty . . . I really like you, but we're on the same derby team, and I love that team, I don't want to jeopardise it in any way, you know?"
She looked down at the ground and replied, "Yeah . . . Yeah I know . . . No bother, ah . . . see you tomorrow at the rally." she gives me a tight smile and then rushes out the door, I feel bad, I do. But I don't like her that way, and it would be worse to lead her on . . . right?
I go to my trunk and help Niall unload one of the kegs, thinking about how I can't wait to get smashed tomorrow night!
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I was sitting in the back of class, writing notes on my Windows 8 Surface tablet, for business. It's now five, well four fifty nine and the class ends at five, then I'm done for the weekend, I watch recordings of any other class I have during the weekends, to make up the hours. My business teacher isn't that bad, he's in his mid-thirties, and really cool, and kinda cute, but I'm not into guys over three years older than me.
Mr Bennett always ends the class on time, and sets an alarm for five, so when the song, "Take Me To Church" erupts from the small phone. I save my notes and get ready to leave.
I'm almost at the door, when Mr Bennett says, "Marcey, could you stay back?"
I make a U-turn, trying to avoid the large stream of students hurrying to get out and enjoy the last few hours of Friday. I smile as I approach him, "Yes sir."
He smiles, "I heard you have another roller derby rally coming up."
I nod, "Yes sir, tomorrow night."
He laughs, "Stop calling me sir, we're not in class anymore, we're just in a classroom, and you can't call your biggest fan 'sir' can you?"
I smile, "See you tomorrow at the rally."
He smiles, "Good luck . . . Don't break a leg!"
I laugh as I exit, and hurry to my car to drive home. I reach the car to see Sage leaning against the hood, I shout over to her, "Get on the hood, and strike a pose baby!" She just laughs, throwing her head back, and clapping her hands at me. When she's done I ask, "So what can I do for you?"
She smiles, "My battery went dead, will you give me a jump?"
I nod, "Sure, where'd you park it?"
She smiles sheepishly, "At home . . ."
I roll my eyes, "If you wanted a ride home, all you had to do was ask!"
She then asks, "So can I have a ride home?"
I shake my head and in a weird voice, say, "No! No, no, no! . . . Get in!" and then we both smile and laugh at me.
When we hop in I turn on the radio and rev the car, as Sage puts on her belt. The second I hear it click, I speed off just to see the look of fear on Sage's face, before slowing and laughing at her, she slaps my arm, I shout, "Oi! No hitting the driver!" I then give her a side look, "So . . . Who you going out with tomorrow?"
She smirks, "Wouldn't you like to know!"
I responded, "Yeah, I would actually!"
She giggles, "His name is Sam."
I smile, "Oooooh! Sage and Sam, just and an O in there and you've got S.O.S!"
She laughed, "I'll remember that one!"
I responded, "You should, for when you have kids, name the first one with an O letter name!"
With that said we just laughed and talked for the rest of the ride back home.
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College 101
HumorA college girl finding herself, between studies, friends and sex. A funny tale of an Irish college girl, living life. Contains sexual content and cursing, rated R. All rights reserved! No copies or sharing of chapters without my permission.