Two Different Room-mates
They really just looked like the normal roommates that you would see you know? One being on top of her work while the other was busy being the lazy one, the usual hook up for roommates. But what people didn't know was that actually both were hiding a secret, only using those personalities to hide what they really did.
The first day that the school opened up the dorms, it was a panic, everyone trying to find their roommate and their rooms while not trying to get their stuff lost. It was just horrible. But there was only one girl that already had everything all planned out, where her room was and who her roommate is. She wasn't fond of rooming with someone that was real into dj-ing and stuff. But she walked on, carrying one medium sized shoulder bag, then dragging two larger duffel bags. She vowed to renew herself here, to make a better high school life, especially since this was her last year.
She already knew where the rooms were, so she coldly ignored the helpers that came out and offered to show her the way. In this plain and what looked like an old building, there was only five fire escape routes, then there was five floors, one for each floor. But each floor was connected by a staircase, no elevator. Those that had the first floor were lucky, but those that had the fifth floor were oh so unlucky. And knowing that the odds were against her, she got the second floor. Personally, she would have loved to have the fifth floor, her old thoughts encouraging her but she stopped herself there, not wanting to go back.
She made her way to the second floor, her footsteps were not echoing but only made a soft sound that sounded like a small tap. Tap, tap, tap, she went as she ascended the stairs, then noticed that while she got to the second floor, there was no one really there, it was all abandoned really. No one was walking in the halls, no one was talking loud through the doors, no one really did anything if there was anyone. It was just way too quiet, and even the small taps she made seemed louder than this silence. She went to her room, turning the doorknob without a sound, and was slightly surprised at the sight of a girl undressing in front of her. Softly she smiled to herself but stopped as a pillow was thrown at her face.
She leaned back, the pillow barely scraping her nose as she bounced back with a soft smile. She saw the pale girl cover herself, using a blanket that only reached her thighs. Yet again she smiled, pushing a loose strand of her long black hair behind her ear. "I take it you're, Vinyl Scratch yes?" She asked as she picked up the pillow, handing it back to the half naked girl and she closed the door, watching the girl named Vinyl nod with an angry look on her face. But truth be told she looked great in a blue bra, and boxer shorts. "So you're Octavia." Vinyl stated, which came out more rough than it looked. But Octavia only smiled and placed her stuff on her bed.
"Quite the impression don't you think?" Octavia added while she rolled her eyes, completely ignoring Vinyl's question. Octavia started to unpack, seeing that they both had separate beds and separate drawers. Vinyl had one side of the room, and so did Octavia. But she didn't unpack her medium sized shoulder bag, but simply placed it against her dresser. Vinyl raised her eyebrows from watching her, noticing how she moved her stuff without a sound. Vinyl smiled, walking over to Octavia after she put on a shirt.
"So, what's with the shoulder bag? Got your little secret kit in there or something?" She asked cockily, her dark crimson eyes were desperate for a fight. Octavia decided to play dumb. "What do you mean?" She asked, but her answer came in a small surprise as she leaned back again, avoiding a fist with metal wrapped around it. She turned and swept her foot under Vinyl's exposed leg, but Vinyl jumped before she could and tried to ram her fist into Octavia's leg.
Octavia dodged the attack, but she watched as it left a small dent in the carpet flooring, which shook her dressed and knocked over her books. Octavia sighed as she saw more work that needed attention. Octavia grabbed Vinyl's outstretched arm, quickly grabbing her elbow and pressing her thumb on top and her fingers on the back of her elbow. She started to press hard, moving her thumb in small movements to keep her good grip. Vinyl bit down on her tongue, using her left hand to force Octavia off her. Vinyl stayed crouched on the floor, holding her elbow. Octavia simply shook her head, yawning a bit.
Vinyl didn't look at Octavia, but simply chuckled but turned into laughter as she stood up, still feeling the pain given to her elbow. "So you use pressure points to fight? That's pretty weak to me." Vinyl stated as she glared at Octavia. "If its pretty weak to you, then why were you crouching holding your elbow? I only did a hard squeeze to your elbow points." Octavia shot back, which made Vinyl scoff. "What the hell are you?" Vinyl asked while she was slowly bending her elbow. Octavia didn't answer but just asked another question. "Why do I have to tell you what I am?"
Then the door opened, and Vinyl quickly placed her right arm behind her, hiding the metal glove. Octavia turned and saw an older woman, her librarian glasses were hanging around her neck and her old hair was put in a bun. "Why is it loud in here?" She asked, her eyes darting to the two of them, especially to Vinyl, eying her hidden hand. Octavia simply nodded her head, then walked up to the elder woman. "Please forgive our rough housing. I was getting to know her but we argued over a small thing and I accidentally dropped some of my books on her hand."
Octavia lied, but she bowed her head and kept a steady gaze, or tried to. The elder woman looked around to see if it was true, and she saw the scattered books before Octavia's dresser, which also covered the dent in the floor. Finally the elderly lady spoke again. "Don't do it again." Then she left the room, which left Octavia sighing softly as she went to pick up the books and stare at the dent in the floor.
"Don't do it again, yeah right my ass." Octavia muttered under her breath, unbuttoning her collared shirt. Then a knock was heard, and and placed the books back on the floor with a light thud then she buttoned her shirt as she answered the door. A young man bowed his hat while he had a box beside him, which was almost as tall as him. "I have a package for an Octavia Melody." He stated, which Octavia nodded in response.
Vinyl watched as the two briefly talked, then when she brought the box in the room. They didn't say a word to each other, but Vinyl watched intensely with caution. She didn't trust this Octavia girl with anything, and just from what the small dispute that they had. She was someone who you don't go messing with, which is also why it intrigued her deeply. Finding someone who might be better than her in combat, even if it was nothing but pressure points, this was going to be something interesting.
Vinyl stood back up, her elbow no longer in pain. She just smiled and leaned back on her bed, exposing her pale creamy thighs to Octavia, something that she caught on to. Vinyl noticed the way that Octavia was eyeing her when they first met, so just knowing that she has 'wondering' eyes is also another thing that was interesting. She leaned back a little, lifting one leg over her other, letting a small peak under her shorts as her tank top was rising a little above her stomach, almost to where her belly button was showing.
Octavia tried with all her might not to look, to know that her roommate was purposely exposing herself for Octavia's enjoyment. She wanted to see those pale and slender thighs of hers, the small and cute belly button that hid barely under the tank top, she wanted to peak under the short leg and see what she wore underneath, or if she wore anything at all. She gripped the books in her hands, her fingers pressing upon each other nervously as she heard the sheets shuffle more, this time she took a small peek, seeing her laid out, her under arm exposed and the firm and soft shape of her b-cup breasts were at a side view.
Octavia could imagine her hand cupping Vinyl's breast, touching it and fondling with it softly, her fingers softly running over her soft nipple. Slowly Octavia crept upon the unknown Vinyl, then pounced on her. She stared into those dark crimson eyes, her eyes filled with shock but then pleasure. Octavia eyed Vinyl's tight and toned body, the way her toned stomach looked under the tank top, the way her thighs relaxed in those firm fitting boxer shorts, the way her whole body looked, it was appealing and appetizing to her.
Octavia wasn't just some pervert that had wild fantasies, she was a pervert that made them true, and this time she wanted to make hers true with her new roommate. But she was denied when Vinyl easily fended off her wondering hands, but not her wondering eyes. Octavia burrowed her eyebrows in anger, this time grabbing a hold of Vinyl's hands and tried to press down between her thumb and index finger but was denied when she was tossed on the ground. Octavia saw as Vinyl sat on her bed, smiling smugly with a small wave, which pissed Octavia even more.
But finally Octavia sighed and stood back up, trying to go back to where her large box rested. The main reason why she was here was to return to a normal life, not indulge in pleasure again. Even though it was fun for her. "You know, there is no way for you to return to normal you know." Vinyl stated, making Octavia turn and glare at the exposed woman. Octavia narrowed her eyes. "What are you talking about?" But Vinyl simply smiled and wiggled her finger.
"Trying to go back to a normal life right? Well that's not happening. There is no way you can be normal when you've been exposed to something like what you've been exposed to. Isn't that right?" Vinyl asked while she leaned back, tilting her head to the side, exposing her slender and suckling neck. Octavia watched every movement that Vinyl made, her small swallows, her small chest rising and falling, she saw it all. Finally she gave in. "I'm not saying anything until you promise me something." Octavia offered, and Vinyl knew that Octavia gave into the bait.
"If you answer me truthfully and honestly, then I will give you five minuets. After all, you have 'that' kind of a look in your eyes." Vinyl said easily, this time wrapping the blanket around her body, preventing Octavia looking at her like eye candy. Octavia narrowed her eyes before she exhaled.
"So what if I'm trying to live a normal life again? It's my life and it's the way I'll see fit. And no, I've never been 'exposed' as you think." Octavia said with a bored stare, already trying not to jump on Vinyl. All she was interested in was just the body itself, not the specific person. Vinyl slowly nodded her head, then she closed her eyes. "Didn't sound so honestly so nope." Octavia raised her eyebrows and glared at Vinyl, but before she could do anything there was another knock at the door.
As much as Vinyl loved talking to Octavia, it's not like she's gonna easily sell her body to a pervert like her. She already had this whole meeting planned out, knowing that there was always a 50/50 chance of her roommate being 'insane' as all her other roommates were. It was just something she wanted to test to know. It was always the first impression, the look in their eyes as they see you, what you're wearing, what you're doing, what you look like. The simplest way to find out what kind of interest they're in. That look she held in her eyes as she noticed that Vinyl was stripping in front of her, she was pleased and that smile she held as she looked her body up and down.
Those were the simple things, but then that doesn't mean that she's also something else. The attack with the glove, it was to see if she knew her way around a fight, and to see if she was like her. But in the end she's just a pervert. She's just like that, a simple pervert. She watched as she also easily was able to make the ugly old woman that was in charge of this floor easily walk away. She's just a stupid pervert, only able to come up with that simple of an excuse. She's not going to last very long without help. Vinyl watched yet again as she explained the noises that were happening in the room, which sounded even dumber than before.
Finally, the ugly old lady left, and Vinyl simply smiled cheerily, which pissed off Octavia even more. "What the hell are you staring at?" She hissed, which only made Vinyl smirk even more. "Nothing in particular, but I have one question, how long do you think that you'll last like that?" Octavia shook her head. "Don't worry about me." Then she pulled out her phone, smirked a little before walking to her dresser and slinging her shoulder bag on. "Excuse me, but I have some business to attend to." Then Octavia left Vinyl in the room, which she only just sighed and laid back on her bed.
Octavia watched in the bar, her eyes watching all the figures that moved so slowly, admiring the curves of some girls, then some of the way that the girls walked, swaying their hips in a captivating daze. She smiled to herself, those dark and enchanting purple eyes loved seeing those taunting and devious hips sway. She gasped, shaking her head before turning back to her untouched mug of beer. She wasn't a heavy drinker, and she tended more to drink small amounts of wine or champagne when necessary. But as of recently, she felt the need to drink and relax.
It wasn't as easy as Octavia thought, to go back to a 'normal' life. It was more like she never had a normal life at all, nothing about it was normal. "Why the long face?" Octavia turned, and a great beauty was leaning against the bar table, with a smirk on her face the new beauty pleasantly showed off her cleavage, pushing her arms a little closer to those magnificent D-cups. Within a second of seeing those large jugs, Octavia was at her attention. Octavia smiled, sighing a little before she tilted her head to the side, showing off her sleek and kissable neck.
"Oh not much, my date hasn't showed up." She used the easiest excuse, which caught the big breasted girl's attention. She smiled. "Say, how about you be my date for the night?" She asked, and Octavia pretended to be shocked, but then went back to her soft smile. "Well then, may I ask your name?" The big breasted girl chuckled, pulling back some of her lose blonde highlights, giving off a longing look with those dark green eyes. "I'm Alison, what about you mystery girl?" She asked very slowly, letting her cleavage show again. Octavia smirked, "My friends call me Ash." Octavia said, she knew she went past the point of no return, using that name again. Alison smiled, turning her head slightly, while nodding softly. "Ash huh? Isn't that an interesting name?" Octavia smiled and leaned a little closer to Alison, with a devious smirk.
"Well, can't say that I don't love it, but why don't we take the time to get to know each other, Alison?" Octavia whispered her name soft and huskily into her ear, making the girl look at her full of lust. "Yes, I would love that." Octavia was watching this specific girl in the background, a girl with long black hair, white tips, and the thing that had caught her attention was the face mask she wore. It covered the lower half of her face, something that Octavia slightly frowned at. She walked out of the bar, with Alison in tow. She looked incredibly familiar to Octavia, and she couldn't place where she saw her.
Octavia laid in a bed, sheets covering her body and the girl beside her. She had her hands folded and resting under her head, the girl sound asleep in the crook of her shoulder. She stayed staring ahead, slowly blinking when she tried to think more of the girl she saw. Octavia sighed slightly, turning her head to meet the sleeping face of Alison. She watched for a single second before she turned back to the ceiling. But as she went to close her eyes, her phone went off.