Fearless Freshman

Six

The next morning I wake to an irritable clanging coming from outside my door. What is it now?

I toss my legs over the side of my bed, and walk over to my dresser, pulling on a simple outfit before opening my door.

I see the guys walking by, faux palm trees in hand, up to the the roof.

"What's going on?"

"Virgin Sacrifice," Cassie says from beside me.

I wince. "Where did you guys get all this stuff?"

"I'm friends with the Theatre Director so I called in a favor." Beatrice enters the hallway, beaming at me as she waves for the boys to keep taking the decor. "I told her that nobody should start college a virgin, that is assuming you don't want to. But if you don't want to be pimped out I understand, and the party ca-"

"No, it's fine," I say, biting my lip; the memory of last night coming back to me. "Pimp me out."

"Thank goodness! Tonight is going to be a blast!" Cassie kissed us both on the cheek before fleeing to her room.

"I have just the thing for you to wear," Beatrice says, grabbing my hand and leading me into her room.

Her room is exquisite, everything perfectly squared away and aligned, like if my room went to finishing school.

"You're room is nice," I say as she gestures for me to sit. She walks over to her closet fingering the items until she finds the right one.

"Yours isn't so bad either," she winks handing me a small black crotchet top and some high waisted denim shorts.

I bite my lip. I wasn't completely sure for last night was real, or just a side effect of drinking so much. Or maybe last nights occurrence was because we consumed too much alcohol. Nonetheless, I wanted to do it again. I never thought I was lesbian, or even bi, but for me college is about having the wild experiences I won't have the luxury of trying after I graduate, so I guess experimenting with my sexuality is part of that.