"1, 2, 3" is all I hear as a needle goes through my tongue.
"You did it Del!" My friend Olivia cheers me on. Her shirt is up to reveal her freshly pierced belly button.
"Yay!" I exclaim with a slight lisp, trying to figure out how to talk with this ring in my mouth.
Olivia drops me off at my house, and I step inside to be greeted by a very stone cold face.
"Where have you been young lady?" She sternly questions me.
"Nowhere." I reply back.
"Delilah Rose Kreager, what is in your mouth?"
"You like?" I ask her as I stick out my tongue.
"I. am. DONE WITH YOU! she screams in my face. "Go upstairs and pack your bags RIGHT NOW! You are officially going to boarding school. Until I can get that arranged, you can go live with Aunt Lacy. You have 30 minutes. The clock starts now."
And that's how I ended on the front steps of my aunts apartment.
***
"Hey Lace," she greets me.
"Hey Del, how are you?"
"Better than ever, I am finally free."
"Well because of your newfound freedom, I shall show you around the house."
I love my Auntie Lacy, she is like my slightly older sister, she's the best. She is so much cooler than my uptight mom.
"And finally here is your room!" I walk into a bare white room, with some storage totes and a small twin bed. I set my duffle bags onto and around a blue butterfly folding chair, and put my purse on the bed. All my other belongings for my dorm room are packed away in brown shipping boxes, sitting in my gunmetal Honda Accord.
"Okay hun, so the bathroom is just right across the hall, and my room is to the left, so if you need anything in the night, you can just shout."
"Yup," I say as I walk into the kitchen, grab some Doritos, then lay down on the couch and flip through channels till I find something good to watch.
***
That's pretty much how my next week went. sleeping, eating, watching tv, eating, repeat. I finally packed my bags and headed out of this little town to West Coast Academy.
***
"Hello! And you are?"
"Delilah Kreager,"
"Hi there Delilah! I am Missy, one of the dorm assistant advisers, and your room is 327. Here's your key and your dorm assistant should be upstairs, ready to help you unpack!"
"Thanks," I sarcastically reply to the overly cheerful Missy.
I slowly make my way to the elevator, carrying my key and a packing box, filled with clothes.
As soon as I arrive to what appears to be my room, I felt a cloud of sent surround me, filling my nose with boy, and good smelling boy. I turned my head around, and saw him. And that him was sure beautiful.
His form fitting white shirt showed off his muscles, which I just wanted to grab and touch. His eyes slowly raped me, which made the hairs stand up on my neck.
"Hey, I'm Trent, and I'm your dorm advisor."
"Hey Trent," I say in a seductive tone. I twirl my blond, straight, hip-length hair and smile. "I'm Delilah, but all my friends call me Del."
"So were friends now."
"Well I guess so."
"I was hoping we could be more than that." he said with a giant smirk on his face. Dimples sank into his cheek and it made my heart melt.
"Well anyways I'll just show you around." He said as he removed the key from my hand, and entered into my room.
It was small, but it had everything in it. There was a full bed in the corner, a bathroom to the right, and a small kitchenette, and just enough room for a small couch and a tv.
"If you need anything I am right across the hall. do you need help unpacking?"
"Sure."
