Sunday, August 28, 2011

fake college romance story pt. 3

Actually, never mind. Her mother wouldn't be happy. Clara was going to seduce Dustin Whittacre -- or rather just prove she did.

It wasn't about him though. She just couldn't walk away and give the sorority queens a safe assumption that she just didn't have what it takes. The rules certainly weren't fair. This whole production was base and demeaning. If she didn't participate, that was certainly the reason and Clara knew it; but Sabrina, Sandra and Lisa didn't. If, during the next four years Clara ever passed one of them on campus, their eyes would meet and Clara would see the slight smirk on the other girl's face that would vividly say "you were defeated."

Now, Clara was going to win. None of them would be able to smirk at her. Dustin would be in the way, but Clara knew that when this was over, he certainly wouldn't mind getting caught in the middle. She was going to show him good, show up these bitches and then... become best friends forever with them. Girling doesn't always make sense.

Dustin. The guy looked like he subscribed to Asthma Quarterly. Under normal circumstances, an ounce of attention from her would make Dustin's year. These circumstances were abnormal. Even though the guy's a pariah, he'd be getting lots of attempted play whether he wanted to or not.

Clara has never considered herself vain. Her appearance, while appealing, has never been a major priority in her day to day life. She hated doing it now, but Clara actually went superficial for a few minutes and actually took stock in her appearance. Guilty endorphins went through her system as she looked in the mirror. Not bad. The freshman fifteen hadn't begun to hit yet and the summer before college started was filled with activity. Clara actually giggled and posed seductively before composing herself back into her normal self. She'd be mortified if someone walked in on her acting like that -- and not just because she was in her underwear at the time. Sheesh. If she walked in on herself in that state she'd probably punch herself in the face. On the bright side though, Dustin would be helpless.

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