"You're a first year right, I've never seen you around before."
"Yea, Syair." I said taking the seat in front of her.
If I really did need to watch my back then I wanted to know more about this Dior character.
"Jordan." She said before beginning to tell me every unnecessary detail about the two girls.
The vision of Dior on her knees pleasing the little whiny bitch on the bed kept replaying in my head. I wonder how it felt. I had about as much sexual experience as a forty year old virgin, and my parents found joy in keeping it that way. I had been close to losing my virginity before but I freaked out and left the guy with a black eye and a dislocated dick.
Over the past 30 minutes I've learned way more than I needed and made a mental note of each detail.
"So she's not really her girlfriend then." I said.
"Nah, in Milan's head probably but Dior fucks who she wants no strings attached."
"She seems entitled." I flashed back to her ignoring my presence and bulldozing pass me.
"If I looked like that I'd be entitled too."
She had a point, but even hot people needed manners.
"Well this should keep the sex to a minimum now."
"Yea good luck with that, as I said Dior can be a bitch, I'll see you around though if Dior doesn't get you by then." she said leaving me to finish wondering around the campus by myself.
She had to be exaggerating, what would she do fight me just for ruining her little sex escapade.
I continued my little unintentional tour of the campus. So far, I've walked pass the main entrance five times and have yet to see a familiar landmark that was remotely close to my dorm. I was exhausted to say the least. I threw my worn out body down on a near by bench and took my phone out to pass the time.
Now I could easily call Amari for directions, but I still wasn't completely over the fact that I had embarrassed myself. Hopefully, this would be our little secret.
I went on Instagram scrolling through my feed, to pass the time. I stopped on a post made by the universities blog page.
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Alcohol, drunk people and the smell of weed and cheap perfumes, why not?
♥DIOR ☆
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