Ch. 4

Ariel Marie P.O.V:

A week later...

It's been a week, and they are still rude and mean to me. Just yesterday in our room. They took out all my underwear and hung it up on the flagpole. I had to go to the store to buy all new underwear. So, I went to the mall to Victoria's Secret and got white, red, and black panties. They are sexier than my old ones. I got thongs. So, no panties now. So, I am going bare ass.  So, I am getting my stuff ready for school. Today is our first day of class. I am in my English Lite class. I can't wait to go there to study and learn more about how the writers felt as they wrote.

 I bet it was beautiful where they lived in the old era. So, I am getting my clothes ready. Ever since I've been their roommates, they have had girls in their room at night. I hear them having sex with the girls. I can hear them scream like they have been murdered, but I know they aren't because I know they are enjoying themselves with the brothers. So, I try to ignore the girl's screams and moans. But every time I picture it, I'm with them and not the other girls. I wish just once they would talk to me and not say mean and rude comments to me.

 I wish they would be nice and notice me differently. But I am kidding. They don't want a nerd and a nobody like me. I can see it in their eyes. But though they look at me in a different light if I were beautiful and wasn't a nobody bookworm nerd! So, I am now getting my things and going out the door. I am going to the bathroom. I have been getting up early so I can get to the bathroom first before the guys. Last time it didn't go well.

 I had to go to the bathroom so badly. But the guys beat me to it. They all took their time in the bathroom. Once the last guy was in the bathroom. There was no hot water. So, I had to take a cold shower. I was singing in the bathroom that day. I heard the guys laughing and hollering outside the bathroom door. So, here I am at 5:00 am to take a nice hot shower and don't have to worry about hurrying up and losing hot water. So, I can't wait. I walked out of my bedroom towards the bathroom. I stop at the door. I took my hand and turned the knob. But nothing. It's locked! Wow. I made sure I was up earlier than the guys. But somehow someone beat me to the bathroom. How did they know my plans? How do they know I was getting up to get the first shower, and now hear I am waiting for the guy to get out so I can get in and do my lady duties. 

Ten minutes later...

Really! I need to pee so bad! I thought. If I don't get in there, I am going to pee myself. In front of the guys. I know they are getting up soon. I started hearing alarms going off. 

Damn it! Please, whoever is in there. Get out. I need to pee!!! I am pouting and bullying for a little bit. I am already nervous and scared of half of these guys. I shouldn't be here. I should be in the boys' frat house. I am the only girl here. Well, except that some of the girls come here to be with the guys. But why do they have to treat me like I am a girl? I am a girl too, you know, when I told myself. I can be pretty and sweet. But right now, I am only here for education. Nothing else! I promise myself that when I meet the right guy. I would do whatever I can to find love and be with him. Until then, I am going to be stuck with studying. 

A half an hour later...

Sir? I thought. What in the world? Would a guy have been doing in there for 30 minutes? 

35 minutes now!

Now I am getting impatient.  Now I am tapping my foot against the floor by the bathroom door. Lord, this guy is in here. What is he doing for so long in the bathroom? I am standing outside the door waiting, and waiting, and waiting...

Now I am just getting angry.   I am standing outside the bathroom waiting for my turn, but this guy is still in there. I rolled my eyes. You know what, I am going to leave and go to the college dorm room and take a hot shower. Before I went away from the door. I ran into a big brick wall. Ouch!  Then, suddenly, I get knocked over by a big, hard chest.  "Ahh," I screamed out when I thought I was going to fall and hit the ground, but I didn't fall or hit the ground. I felt someone grab me around the waist before anything would happen. I felt him behind me, breathing in my ear. I hope to go; it's not one of the Knight brothers. I started breathing heavily when he was sniffing my hair and my neck.  What in the world is he doing? I thought to myself. I need to leave before something awful happens. 

"You, nerd, you stink." Dam.” “Go, take a fucking shower." Then he pulled away before he walked away. He bends down and sniffs my hair with a long breath. 

"Yep, I was wrong. He spoke. I thought with a smile. Then my smile fell because of what he said next. 

"You don't need one shower, you need two. He whispers in my ear before he takes his hand and grabs my breast. He started to hold my breast and twist my nipple in his fingers. I gasp, and I felt all hot because I was embarrassed and turned on at the same time. I know my face is beet red. But then he pushed me away and walked away laughing. 

"You think I would touch you'' A loser nerd, a nobody." I bet you have never been fucked, huh." He said, laughing at me. I jumped when he came back and got behind my back. I felt a hard press on my ass. I started shaking because now he's on top of my back. I am nervous. But I don't say anything. Then I felt him grab my shoulders and turn me around to face him. I gasp when he holds up my chin. His lips are closer to mine. Then I felt him take his hand in my hair. I felt this awful stinging on my head. Because he is grabbing my hair in his fist. I try to move away from him. But he has me locked in his arms. I gasp when he spoke in my ear because I moved my face away from him.

"Huh, how about it?" Would you like me to pop that cherry?" He was telling me, but I still had my head down. I can't look at him. He started rubbing up against my leg under my long shirt. I forgot to put on underwear. I can't let him keep going, or he will feel how moist I am under there. My chest is going up and down fast because he is almost up to my treasure box. My mom and Aunt Diane always told me when I was little. Never let a boy touch your treasure box. Only if you're older and on your wedding night. 

I still didn't say anything. I should tell him to stop and leave me alone. But he was right in my face again. I can feel the heat of his body.   I like that. I like how my body feels right now. But I shouldn't like it. But I do, I do. Then I felt nothing. I felt pulled away. But before he did kiss me on the side of my lips.

I opened my eyes. I looked up, and he was gone. So, I was all alone in the hall right outside the bathroom. When the bathroom door opens. I still didn't know who was in front of me. Until I heard my name.

“Hey! Ariel Marie," I finally looked up when I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I didn't realize I had tears coming down my cheeks. Oh, why, Lord? Why does the most handsome man I've ever since treated like I was dirt under his shoes? But I thought just once, maybe he would have liked me. Just a short minute, he smiled, and he was touching me like a woman wants to be touched by a guy like her. 

"Hey, Ariel Maire," I felt Aaron beside me. I know he should be the one I like. But I don't have any feelings. I wish I did. Just maybe I can stop aching for the Wright brothers. You can’t help what the heart wants. My heart wants the Wright brothers. I sigh, and I look into Aaron's eyes.

Why can’t it be him I want? I know he likes me. He told me a couple of days ago. He has blonde sandy hair and hazel green eyes. He all-star American boy. But no, I must go and, like the guys, make fun of me and pick on me. My momma always said if a guy likes you. That means he likes you. She would smile and hug me. She would kiss my cheek and walk toward my father. She would give him this look. At first, I didn’t know. But now that I am grown up, I see what she means. Because my dad picked and bullied my mom when they were little and in high school.

 Why can’t the girl go after the nice guys? Why do they want the badass? I shook my head and smile and started talking to Aaron.

“Did he hurt you, Ariel Maire?” he asked me with concern in his voice, and something else was jealousy. But ignore how he is acting. So, I thought about whether I should tell him. Yes, he hurt my heart. I should tell him. He made me cry. But instead, I tell him.

 “No, “I am fine. He didn’t touch me. Or hurt me. So, thank you, Aaron.” You’re a great guy. Never change.”

I told him, kissed his cheek, and walked away. I sigh. Why can’t it be him? I want it to be him. But my heart won’t let me pick him. I wish I could move out of here. Be with the nice girls who are like me. It would be nice if maybe one or even three girls came here to live. Maybe I wouldn’t be the only girl in this frat house. Just maybe, if only. But who are you kidding, Ariel Mair? No,o there will be no girls staying here. When I said that. I was walking away from Aaron.

I was about to open the front door. I heard the door ring.

Who could that be this early in the morning, before school, I thought to myself? Oh God, I hope it's not any girl to see the Wright brothers, my roommates, and bullies.

So, I took a deep breath and sighed.

“Oh bo, boy, I hope it isn’t any more sluts’’ I said under my breath.

I opened the front door. I was shocked when I saw three...

To Be Continued...