I'm A Girl, In An All Boys Boarding School!

Warning: This is the first story I EVER wrote so it's badly written (though it does have a great plot!) I quickly tried to edit this to make it more presentable but I'm more focused on my other stories than this so it doesnt make too big a difference. I didn't think anyone read this, so I didn't update it for months. But I've recently gotten various message to keep this story going so for you guys, here it is :)

It's been four months since the day of the party. About a month after I successfully seduced Jason and we started going out. Trevor was angry at first, but eventually got over it. Of course, that didn’t stop him from flirting with me. I even had my personal stalker. I don’t know what his name was, but what I did know was this: he was ugly. With greasy hair, zit-infested face, and a nose the size Pinocchio's, it's no wonder he's never kissed a girl in his life.

Just last week Jason said the L word. I was shocked and happy at the same time. Since then we have been inseparable. Hundreds of guys were jealous, which made Jason rather proud to have snagged the only girl in school. Lex's smartness managed to rub off on me. . . some. Carl has become a fashionista. He is somewhat a designer even though the public hasn’t seen his work yet. Soon they might. Carl sent his designs to a contest; if you make the judge's top 30 chart you’ll be one of the contestants on this new reality TV show called “Fashion Passion”.

Carl was anxious, waiting to get a letter saying, “Congratulations, you have been selected to be one of the contestants in the new reality TV show called, Fashion Passion”. Carl and I have become very close friends and Lex is my study buddy. Trevor helps Carl and I shop for clothes because he gives us an honest opinion. If something doesn’t look good on me he says “hell no, take it off” or “sorry babe, but that look does not work for you”. That’s what I’ve learned about Trevor he tells you the truth straight up. So you don’t have to worry about him talking behind your back.

We're now in the fall season. My roommates and I were just getting out of the pool. We were enjoying the last few days of summer. Once we got to the bedroom I put the towel in the hamper.

“I got dibs on the shower” I announced as I took a new towel and headed straight towards the bathroom. There I quickly stripped and jumped into the shower. I wash my head with shampoo making sure to get rid of all the bleach. You’d be surprise on how it could ruin your hair. After I finished taking a shower I put on my PJ’s which consisted on a tank top and some shorts, which I wouldn’t call, shorts since they went just below the knee.

Carl, Jason and especially Trevor have been trying to get me to wear shorts but I keep refusing. I just can’t, for some reason I feel too revealed. Everyone finished taking a shower and I was on Jason’s bed. We were both whispering to each other and making-out. Carl was on his bed making a new design while Lex read a book and Trevor played video game.

“Are you feeling better?” I asked, concerned.

“Yeah, a little bit.” Jason had been grouchy all day every since some new student entered into the boarding school and actually beat all his sport records.

Jason was a star player in every sport in school. Including soccer, basketball, swimming and others. That is until this new kid came and stole that spot from him. The coaches still have him as M.V.P but Jason's been paranoid that with time they'll have them switch. It's the reason I decided we should all go to the pool and relax our stress away.

“Well enough, let’s talk about something else.” I wanted to distract him from the matter pressing his mind.

“You know I always thought you were hot since the first day I saw you,” Jason admitted, staring at my eyes. I felt a bit annoyed he didn't use 'beautiful' or 'gorgeous', but what could you expect from a guy?

“Why did you take so long to ask me out?”

“I seriously don’t know.” Jason and I were about to kiss when suddenly the door smashed open.

In came the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seem. She had platinum blond hair that reached till mid-length, high cheekbones, light blue eyes and had curves in all the right places. With long catlike legs and a lithe slender body this girl was the perfect Barbie. What surprised me a bit was her cleavage. They were huge, bigger than mine even. She had D’s! This girl was ethereally beautiful; perfect. With just one look at her I felt envious. The guys looked at her as if she were a goddess. But what stunned me the most was what she said after.