I woke up much faster than I normally would have and with my awakening came a jolt of nerves. I was excited, scared and nervous all at the same time. I was no longer at home in my small town going to the same school with the same kids I'd known since kindergarten. I was attending the private college university my parents had been dreaming of since the day I was born. It wasn't just their dream, it was mine too.
I threw myself out of the bed in my dorm and stripped out of my pyjamas before pulling on a pair of polkadot underwear and a black bralette. I slip into a pair of cutoff denim shorts and pull a light purple tank top on. I grab my scrunchie and a bracelet to match before putting my gold necklaces on. I check the time on my watch and mentally curse myself.
My roommate, whom I hadn't even had the pleasure of properly meeting yet, hadn't come into the dorm yet. She'd set-up before I arrived and left without ever finding out who I was. She hadn't even shown up last night to meet me or anything. I didn't really mind too much, but I figured if she'd been here this morning I wouldn't be so behind.
Snatching my phone, I slip my feet into a pair of black Birkenstock's and rush out the door. I'm not on time as I'd wanted to be.
I pull a granola bar out of my bag and eat as I walk. I know exactly where my classes are as I'd walked the campus all day yesterday just to figure it out. History was everyday and my major, education courses were in the afternoon and basically just walked you through how the mind grows and develops. The second semester education courses would be more in depth and then our placement would come the following year. Of course, it was a six year program, but they kind of shot you through it so you'd have as much experience possible by the time you received your teaching degree. I pull my phone out and look at my messages. I kept walking while doing so.
-Have fun at the dream school!- from Britt, my best friend of ten years. I smile and tell her thanks before wishing her luck at her own new school.
-Have the greatest day, my love! We love you!- was sent from my mother in the group chat. I replied with a few heart emojis before deciding to hurry up.
I didn't bother looking up as I began to scroll through my social media apps and I sped up before I felt myself collide with something extremely hard. I brought my hand up to my head and grimaced as I landed not so gracefully on the concrete sidewalk. I could feel my face turning red as I became flustered. I stood back up and attempted to get on to my class. I felt a firm hand wrap around my arm before I could take a second step.
"Excuse me?" A deep voice grunted at me. "Are you not going to apologize?"
"Uh... obviously not. Now get the hell off of me!" I growled, yanking my arm free before looking up and freezing.
This guy was hot. Not the average cute boy you see in the grocery store, but mega-hot. Jaw line, muscles through his shirt, perfectly aligned facial features. His eyes were a milk-coffee brown with honey coloured flecks in them, set almost perfectly into his face. Full lips and a jawline so sharp I was thankful it hadn't cut me yet. His shoulders were broad and the muscles he'd sculpted made the red polo he was wearing look like the male version of lingerie. Even his khakis looked hot. No wonder he was a dick; everyone has to have a fatal flaw. I figured his ego was big enough and he wasn't in need of a stare down so I shot him the dirtiest look I could muster.
"Listen here, little girl, things are different on this campus." He growled back at me.
"Get the fuck off of me!" I screamed causing several people to look over at us and few girls to actually role their eyes at me.
What the hell was this? Back home, the second a guy put his hands on a girl like this he got punched out. This was ridiculous! He couldn't touch me like this. If nobody else was going to stand up for me, then I d do it myself.
I watched as a girl in a yellow sundress walked over and looked at the guy before looking at me.
"Excuse me, but I think she's new to the campus." She said quietly.
"Fine." The guy let go of my arm and grunted. "Explain it to her, then."
He gave me one last glare before walking past me as if he were the one who'd been basically assaulted. I felt myself becoming more and more confused. However, I enjoyed watching him walk away as his back muscles flexed differently with each step. His brown hair looked almost regal in the sunlight.
"Are you, Abby?" The girl asked me suddenly pulling me back into reality.
She stood directly beside me, quite close to me actually. I took a slight step backwards from her before she linked her arm with mine. She obviously wasn't very shy. I figured it would be rude to pull my arm away from hers, so I left it and offered her a smile.
"Uh... yeah. Why?" How the hell did this chick know my name?
"Look, I'm Katelyn. I'm your roommate." She explained. "I'm so sorry we never got the chance to properly meet!"
She had a pretty face with blue eyes that had really long eyelashes and blonde hair. Total opposite of myself except for the fact that she was tall, had a tan and looked like she played sports. Her yellow dress made her look kind of like sunshine and judging from her dorm decor, that was one of her favourite colours.
What had she meant by me being new to the campus, though? Was there something I'd missed in the brochure or on the website? Maybe I'd forgotten to read an email or letter... she was definitely going to be my best bet at figuring out whatever it was.
"Oh! Okay. Hey, it's totally fine." I was still confused. "Are you first year?"
"No. They try not to pair first years with each other because our campus life is a bit..." She paused before smiling again. "Different, I guess."
I almost let out a loud and rude laugh at that. A bit? That or almost the entire campus had been raised in front of domestic issues.
"That or that guys just a complete asshole." I laughed.
"It's the campus. You're going to be weirded out, but I have to explain it to you because I told Jackson I would." She said, suddenly looking very sullen.
"That's his name?" I asked, taking a mental note.
"Yeah. He's captain of the baseball team and the football team." She explained. "But, that's besides the point. Do you know what a submissive is?"
A what-now?
"Like, a person who's a pushover?" I offered up my best guess.
She giggled slightly.
"No. Like, a person under the authority of another person. Kind of how you listen to your parents." She explained. "Assuming you don't know what a dominant is, I'll explain it to you. Okay?"
I nodded as I started to walk us to my class. I was guessing she must have class in the same building as I do. She didn't pull me anywhere else and seemed to be wanting to go in the same direction.
"A dominant is the person with the authority." She explained. "So a submissive submits themselves to a dominant. On campus, though, girls are expected to be submissive or they're eventually bullied off of campus. That's why, when you were rude to Jackson he almost lost his mind. He's, like, really dominant. One of the more extreme ones, actually. Some of the guys are even scared of him."
What the fuck did she just try to tell me?! Girls submit to guys? What year were we in again?!
"You're joking, right?" I looked at her.
"No, honey." She sighed. "I know it's kinda weird to adjust to, but it's actually really nice. Most times, you get a dom and they're super nice to you. Tyler is honestly the sweetest to me. Also... I know you probably won't want to, but you should apologize to Jackson when you see him next."
"Apologize? Girl, are you okay?!" I was slightly annoyed.
"Look, I'm just saying, he's super dominant and practically rules the campus. If you don't apologize he might mark you out and do his best to get you off the campus." She sounded kind of desperate to be honest. "And I really like you! So, please? For me?"
"Fine." I sighed.
"Yay!" She squealed. "Also, this is your first class. I got a copy of your schedule so I could kinda help you. All of our classes are in the same building so if you need anything just call me! Bye, sweetie!"
With that, she left and took off down the hall.