collegeromance

I’m particularly talking about getting physically involved with seniors. I’ll going to pick up my story with Drew again.

One of the biggest parties I went to at the beginning of the year was at his place. Most of the party-goers were either from the theatre group (like me) or from his roommate’s fraternity.

They had good drinks, not just a keg of crappy beer. It didn’t take me long to get sloppy drunk (I still couldn’t hold my alcohol) and I was happily stumbling all over the apartment. Drew grabbed my waist to steady me, and sat me down on the couch.

“How you doing?” he asked. He was so concerned, so sweet. I ate it up like candy.

“I’m gggggrrreaat!” I said, hopefully not but probably sounding like Tony the Tiger.

“I’m gonna go outside and get some fresh air, you want to come with me?” he asked, standing up and offering his hand.

I nodded. I couldn’t believe my good fortune, that Drew was actually paying attention to me. I grabbed his hand and stumbled down a winding staircase with him. He made sure I didn’t fall, and at the bottom I found we were at the back of the apartment, underneath the outdoor deck. There was moldy couch waiting for us.

He flopped down onto it, and I did the same. He put his arm around me. I snuggled up against his chest. At the moment, a long stream of piss burst forth from the deck above us. Someone was peeing off the side. Talk about romantic, right? We laughed it off and made small talk. Super challenging for me since I wasted.

“Hey, you look like you’re freezing. Let me go grab you a blanket,” he said. He was off in a flash, and while I waited, someone else peed off the deck.

He came back and wrapped me up in a thick comforter. We started talking again, and somehow we got on the subject of the meal plan.

“I mean, it’s good” I said “But I feel like I’m going to gain 20 pounds eating it.”

“Yea, the freshman 15. Everyone gets it, and you will too. Which is a crying shame, because you have such a great body.”

You would think I would be insulted he said that I would soon be fat. But I was just ecstatic he said that I had a great body.

We snuggled longer. After most of the guests had gone home, he asked me if I wanted to stay over. “Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen. We can just sleep if you want.” I agreed. I was so happy to have my prize, the great senior, the hottie Drew.

Honestly I don’t remember what happened that night. I don’t think it was a lot. But the for the next three months, he had me wrapped around his 24 yr old finger. The problem was he wasn’t equally wrapped around mine.

I know I should tell you that dating a senior is a terrible, horrible idea when you’re a freshman. But, I didn’t completely regret my fling. He made me feel special in my new world of college, no matter how much of it was an act.

However, he did cause me a lot of heart ache and confusion. And shame on seniors for getting involved with freshmen, anyway.

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