Savannah's Hypnotic socks

Part 1

Intro

Life couldn't go any better for Roxanne Prince she had managed to score a full scholarship to her college of choice. Her classes were going great, she had made some good friends and after try-outs she even managed to score a place on the track team. Not that it was that much of a surprise. Afterall Roxanne had always been an excellent sprinter, her body was basically built for it. While she was rather short standing only at about 5'2" she had long legs for her length, legs that had a nice tone to them due to her years of hard work. Her butt while looking kind of bubbly was very firm, the only thing that could have been better in her opinion were her breasts. They were about a handful each but with the right bra they looked decent for her frame.

Apart from her athletic fit body she was also blessed with a natural beauty. She had a spotless pale complexion, steely blue eyes and dark brown hair that almost always seemed to fall in a perfect wave cascading down her back. Unlike most girls Roxanne never wore makeup unless it was for a very special occasion and even then she kept things minimal not that you could blame her she didn't need makeup to look good at all.

On top of all that Roxanne had a very kind and out going personality that seemed to charm almost everyone. It is needless to say that she was a very popular girl getting along with everyone. Well almost everyone, she didn't get along all that great with her roommate and her friends. Moving out here she had hoped to have a dorm to herself. Sadly the college had a very strict policy about housing and to help with the integration of their first year students they were all put into two person dorms at random. This had been a bummer for her, but she decided to make most of it. Afterall the dorms were more like small apartments. Each room had a kitchen, livingroom and a bathroom along with a room for each student so there definitely was privacy.

The only problem was the girl she was paired up with, Savannah. She was pretty much what one would describe as the bad stereotype of a black woman. She was loud, obnoxious and had some kind of superiority complex. Roxanne particularly hated how Savannah acted like she owned the place without a single regard to her. On top of that she had a particularly strong body odour. Apart from showering more often, which to be fair she already did every day, there was nothing Savannah could do about it and Roxanne would have just sucked it up if it hadn't been for the way Savannah left her dirty laundry all over the place.

They were both polar opposites, where Roxanne was kind Savannah was rather rude and aggressive to everyone. She also was quite intimidating standing at almost 6-foot-tall with quite a full-figured body she was more imposing than most guys. Her black braided hair gave her pudgy face a rather mean look. Not that she minded at all, Roxanne suspected that she actually enjoyed annoying people. After Roxanne's complaint about the dirty laundry the issue had only seemed to grow worse and once she figured out that Roxanne really hated being called Roxy that was the only name she chose to use for her.

Not knowing what else to do Roxanne had tried to just ignore Savannah as much as she possibly could. Not an easy feat considering how loud the girl usually was. Savannah on the other hand seemed to do just about anything to get an annoyed reaction out of her roommate.

Chapter 1

Today had just been a normal day for Roxanne, she had gone to her classes and had had time to grab coffee with some of her friends since there wasn't any track practice on Wednesday. It was around 6 PM when she made it back to the dorm fully planning on making herself a sandwich before retreating to her room to study for the test she had tomorrow morning. Depending on how smooth studying went she could maybe even reward herself with another episode of the latest series she got into before heading to bed.

Upon entering the dorm, she was immediately greeted by the sight of her roommate sitting on the couch stuffing her mouth with chips while watching a series on a way too high volume not even batting an eye to her arrival. She was sitting on the only spot that didn't have any laundry on the couch. Normally Roxanne would have just rolled her eyes and carried on with her day but not this time. Savannah was pushing the limits of acceptable clothing with her white tank and the navy-blue boy shorts that seemed to be a snug fit on her huge butt. This wasn't all that exceptional expect for the neon pink knee-high socks that almost seemed to glow with brightness that seemed to catch Roxanne's eye, more exactly the soles of her roommates' feet that were put up on the coffee table.