Scarlett stepped onto the college campus with a mix of anticipation and anxiety coursing through her veins. It was her first day, and the absence of her friend Lily left her feeling a bit isolated. The bustling crowd of students, each wrapped up in their own conversations, heightened her sense of solitude.
As she made her way through the crowd, she couldn't help but notice the stares she received. Whispers and hushed comments followed her, emphasizing the attention her attractive features garnered. Her hot and sexy body, paired with a strikingly pretty face, seemed to be the center of curiosity and admiration.
"Who's that? She's smoking hot."
"Seriously, have you ever seen someone so pretty?" Guys murmured.
Ignoring the unabashed gazes, Scarlett pulled up the school map on her phone. She navigated through the labyrinth of buildings, finally finding her department, business management.
Determined to focus on her studies, she headed towards the first lecture hall listed on her schedule. Upon entering the room, Scarlett was met with a sea of eyes fixated on her. The sultry comments from some of the guys only added to the discomfort.
"Fuck! Who's that?" One remarked.
"What's she even doing here? Probably just for show." One girl said jealously.
"Like, why bother with a brain when you've got looks?"
"I wish I had the confidence to dress like her. It's like she's not even trying."
"I bet she won't last a week. Just here for attention."
"She looks like a trust fund kid."
She rolled her eyes a bit and maintained her composure, tuning out the remarks as she scanned for a seat.
"Jealous freaks," she thought.
In the midst of the attention, she spotted an open seat near a blonde, busty girl. Scarlett decided to brave the situation and took a deep breath before approaching.
"Is this seat taken?"
"Nope, feel free to sit! I'm Nelly, by the way. First-day nerves, huh?" She smiled.
Scarlett, relieved to find a friendly face, shook Nelly's hand with a genuine smile.
"Absolutely. I'm Scarlett. Nice to meet you, Nelly."
"Likewise, Scarlett. Don't mind the ogling and whispers. It's like they've never seen someone attractive before."
Scarlett chuckled, grateful for Nelly's understanding. "Tell me about it. It's like they've forgotten we're here to learn, not audition for a reality show."
"Exactly. You've got the right attitude. I have a feeling we will be great friends." Nelly, glancing around with a grin, said.
"So, Scarlett, what do you think about the hot guys in our school? Any favorites yet?"
Scarlett, raising an eyebrow, replied, "Hot guys? I haven't really been paying attention. I'm more focused on not getting lost on this massive campus."
Nelly's laugh persisted: "Come on, there's got to be someone who caught your eye."
Scarlet chuckled and said, "I'm not into the whole teenage crush thing. I've got bigger things to worry about."
Nelly, teasingly, nudged Scarlett, "You might change your mind."
Scarlett feigned a dramatic sigh: "I'll believe it when I see it. Lily, my best friend, used to go on and on about cute guys too. I never understood the hype."
Nelly curiously asked, "Oh, Lily, huh? Tell me about her. What's she like?"
With a fond smile playing across her face, she said, "Lily's amazing, in short. She's the wilder one among the two of us."
Nelly leaned back with a smile. "I'd like to meet her, though; she sounds fun."
Their conversation, however, was interrupted as the professor walked into the lecture hall. Scarlett and Nelly exchanged a glance, stifling their laughter at the professor, and refocused their attention on the academic proceedings.
The professor, a seasoned educator with a no-nonsense demeanor, took center stage at the front of the lecture hall. The rustling of papers and the low hum of student conversations gradually faded as everyone turned their attention to him.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I hope you had a smooth first day. My name is Professor Williams, and I'll be guiding you through this course on business management. Now, before we dive into the details, does anyone have any questions or concerns about the syllabus or expectations?"
A few hands tentatively went up, and the professor pointed to a student in the second row.
"What's the grading breakdown for the course, Professor?" A student asked.
"Excellent question. Your final grade will be determined by a combination of class participation, assignments, quizzes, and a final exam. I encourage active participation; it can significantly impact your overall grade."
The professor then proceeded to elaborate on the course structure, emphasizing the importance of understanding fundamental business concepts and their practical applications in real-world scenarios.
Meanwhile, Scarlett and Nelly exchanged glances, both silently noting the intensity of the syllabus. Nelly leaned in, whispering to Scarlett.
"It looks like we've got our work cut out for us. I heard Professor Williams doesn't go easy on grades. Maybe I can give him a blowjob to make him reconsider."
"She's definitely like Lily," Scarlett thought, shaking her head.
After the lecture concluded, a handful of Students lingered in the classroom, including Scarlett and Nelly. Scarlett immersed herself in reviewing her lecture notes, trying to make sense of the day's lessons.
"Did you see Ethan Foster's winning goal in the football game? It was incredible!"
"He's seriously the heartthrob of this school. I want him!"
The conversation about Ethan Foster seemed to be a common thread among the students, and Scarlett couldn't help but express her curiosity.
"Why is everyone so obsessed with this Ethan guy? What's the big deal?"
Nelly, her eyes sparkling dreamily, chimed in, "Oh, Scarlett. Ethan Foster is like the golden boy of the school. He's charming, talented, and, well, just incredibly attractive."
Scarlett, maintaining a skeptical expression, raised an eyebrow. "Charming, talented, and attractive? That's the whole package, huh? What's so special about him?"
"Trust me, Scarlett; once you get to know him, you'll understand. He's got this magnetic personality that draws people in. And those eyes? Killer."
Scarlett, leaning back in her chair, couldn't suppress a scoff. "Magnetic personality and killer eyes? It sounds like teenage hype to me. These young guys usually have nothing substantial to offer."
Nelly, unfazed by Scarlett's skepticism, continued, "You'll see, Scarlett. He's not just popular; plus, he's the captain of the football team. That goal yesterday? It's the talk of the school. I heard he fucks really good too."
Scarlett, still not convinced, teased, "Well, forgive me if I'm not swooning over some high school heartthrob." She rolled her eyes afterward.
Nelly, grinning, responded, "You might change your mind, Scarlett. Ethan Foster has a way of making an impression."
"So, what class do you have next?"
"Changing the subject, uh? I like it." Nelly, checking her schedule on her phone, replied, "I have Human Resource Management."
Scarlett, glancing at her own schedule, shrugged. "I don't have a class until later. I guess I have some time to explore the campus."
Nelly, with a friendly smile, suggested, "Well, since we're both in the business department, why not exchange numbers? We can grab coffee sometime or tackle those group projects together."
Scarlett, appreciating the idea, agreed. "Sounds like a plan."
"Alright, Scarlett, I'll text you later, and we can figure out a time to meet up. Good luck with your free time exploring the campus."
Scarlett, with a smirk, replied, "Thanks. Maybe I'll stumble upon Ethan Foster and witness his magnetic personality' in action." Her sarcasm was glaring.
Nelly, laughing, said, "Who knows? Stranger things have happened. See you around, Scarlett."
Scarlett waved at her and walked off. Lost in her thoughts about Adrian's avoidance, she accidentally collided with a young man, bringing her out of her reverie. As she looked up, her eyes widened, momentarily captivated by his striking appearance.
"Watch where you're going," he said with a smirk, his tone dripping with arrogance.
Scarlett, regaining her composure, retorted, "Maybe if you weren't walking like you own the entire sidewalk, this collision wouldn't have happened."
Stranger, taken aback by her response, chuckled, "Well, aren't you a feisty one? Done drooling over me, princess? Move out of the way."
Scarlett, unimpressed, shot back, "Sorry, I don't drool over dickless scumbags. You can go on pretending the world revolves around you, though."
The stranger, visibly surprised, raised an eyebrow and said, "No girl has ever spoken to me like that."
Scarlett, crossing her arms defiantly, smirked, "Maybe they've been too busy enabling your ego. Not everyone is impressed by arrogance, you know."
Stranger, attempting to regain his composure, replied, "You've got quite the mouth on you."
Scarlett, unfazed, quipped, "It matches the attitude. Now, if you're done being a roadblock, I'll be on my way."
He stared at her as she walked off in admiration.
"Hmm, I like her. Who is she?"