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School Days: Chapter 3

Whenever Nadia didn’t sleep well, she already woke up with a headache, so she wasn’t surprised to feel her head pounding as she stepped in the shower.
Standing under the hot water, Nadia thought about how she tossed and turned all night. She kept hearing her mothers voice, doting on Charles and then she’d hear Charles and the boring plans he had for their life. He was so smug.

The only part of the night that allowed Nadia to rest was when she found herself dreaming about a movie she saw recently with her roommates. It had a brief scene with two girls kissing, but in her dream, she was one of the girls.

Before Nadia knew it, she had let her hand slide down her body and was massaging her clit. She kept her eyes closed, visualizing herself in this woman’s arms and kissing her passionately.

Suddenly the water went cold and she silently cursed her roommates for turning on the washing machine.

Sitting on her bed to lotion up, she glanced at a message popping up on her phone.

Mommy: Have you come to your senses yet?

Nadia picked up her phone and smiled as she dialed the number. “Hey you want to go to brunch at the country club?”

“Sure,” Charles answered. “I’ll be there in twenty.”

Forty minutes later, they were looking at their menus and Nadia didn’t want to waste any time.

“Are you happy with me?” She asked.

“Umm, what kind of question is that? I guess.” Charles answered in an annoyed tone.

“What does ‘I guess’ mean? Are you happy with me? Are you satisfied?” Nadia pushed the issue.

“That’s a dumb question Nadia, I love you.” His answer surprised her.

“I don’t think I can say the same Charles. I don’t think you’re the one for me.” Nadia spoke softly.

“Are we here to break up?” Charles asked, throwing his napkin on the table.

Nadia paused, wondering if his tone was angry to hide is hurt or his embarrassment. “Yes, we are.”

Then, Charles surprised Nadia even more by standing and he replied, “Well let’s just go, you could have just sent me a text.”

Nadia was shocked, but a small part of her wanted to laugh a little. She thought to herself, wow…that was easy.

Later that day, Nadia was on campus, heading to dance class. She was actually running late, so in her hurry she didn’t see the woman around the corner until she smashed into her.

“Oh, I’m sorry…oh It’s you?” Nadia spoke as she recognized the woman from the bar the other night.

“Yeah… Just me.” Jessie replied, stepping out of the way.

“You were at the bar the other night,” Nadia looked her up and down. “Thanks for trying to help us get a bartender.”

Jessie looked at Nadia with clear confusion. Her face said, she did not remember Nadia. Nadia felt a little ping hit her ego.

“Remember… My boyfriend and I… Well my ex…you came over and…” Nadia would have died if she had to keep refreshing her memory.

“Oh yeahhhhh!” Jessie finally cut her off. “Hey you.”

“Nadia,” Nadia said quickly, extending her hand.

“Jessie,” Jessie responded, shaking her hand.

They both smiled for a second until Nadia realized she was still late for class.

“Shit, I’ve got to go.” Nadia let go and started backing away in the direction of her class.

“I scare u off that easy?” Jessie asked with a seductive smile.

“I dont scare that easy,” Nadia returned the grin and bit her lip. “I’m late for class. Sorry about bumping into you by the way.”

“Dont apologize, it was good for me. How bout you?” Jessie stepped closer.

Nadia needed more time for a come back, “I’ve got to go, see ya round.” Nadia took off in a light jog and Jessie watched every movement.

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