Saintwood: Homecoming ✔️(Wattpad version)

First day again

My alarm went off with a loud beeping sound, so naturally, I threw it across the room. Ugh, who has classes early? The girls didn't have their first class until ten am, lucky dogs.

I dragged my body out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Someone was already showering, and I was praying it wasn't one of the idiot brothers. I started brushing my teeth when the water shut off, and the shower door opened, revealing a soaked, naked Ryan. He grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his hips. He walked over, snaking his arms around my waist, kissing me. "Good morning," he said.

"Morning," I responded.

He grabbed a toothbrush and started brushing his teeth.

"I didn't know anyone was up?" I say to him.

"Well, considering we have the same class, I would say yes," he answered.

"Well, I have to shower because I need a coffee before class," I told him.

I climbed into the shower with all my clothes still on, closing the curtain.

"You know I have seen you naked. You could have stripped in front of me," Ryan mentioned.

I stuck my head out from behind the shower curtain. "But it doesn't mean I'm still comfortable with it." I pulled the curtain closed. I took off my clothes and tossed them over the bar and turned on the water.

He locked the door, removed his towel, and climbed inside, closing the curtain shut. I felt his hands on my back. "Ryan! What are you doing?"

"Washing your back," he grinned. That would take some time to get used to sharing a bathroom with the guys. We will have to use a schedule.

He helped me wash up, so we wouldn't be late for class. I still wanted to grab a coffee, and no, we did nothing but clean up, no time.

We dressed quickly, then went to a local coffee shop. Ryan grabbed us two vanilla lattes, and we walked to class. I stood at the entrance, looking up this big building. I should be familiar with starting a new school since I did it last year. But fear set in. I felt a hand grab mine and looked up to see Ryan smiling at me.

Around this time last year, I met Ryan in class for the first time, and he didn't say a word but stare at me. I remember how it unnerved me, and now a year later. He was holding my hand, giving me a reassuring smile. Who would have guessed we would be here together, at this moment?

I squeezed his hand, and we went inside. We found a seat next to each other, and the professor came in and started the lecture.

My next class was at ten, which Frazier was in it with me. Great, I doubt we would get anything done in the class. I have to say we got through classes with minor interruptions with those being Frazier and his antics. Good thing, we had a cool professor.

I had no more classes for the rest of the day. Most of my week was all morning classes, leaving my afternoon free. That gave me time to work on classwork and study, then moved my evenings free to hang out with everyone.

The first day went well, Ryan and I were hanging in the lounge watching a movie when the guys came in and plopped down on the other chairs. The girls soon joined us.

"Why does this seem familiar? Oh, that's right because it does," Frazier grumbled.

"What are you babbling about?" Ryan asked.

"This is what we did at your house. We're in college. We're supposed to be partying, getting drunk, and doing stupid stuff," he informed us.

"Been there and done that, remember prom? Yeah, I don't because I was drunk," I shot back at him.