Disclaimer: I don't own!
Author's Note: In order to picture the type of college Marie is in, feel free to Google a random, big American university like the University of Texas or something like that.
Marie's mother held her close, sobbing over her shoulder as she rubbed her daughter's back, "You call us if you need anything...anything at all, OK?"
She laughed a little, "Ok. Ok, momma. I will."
Her father walked over to gently pry his wife off of Marie, "Come on, Viv. We gotta get goin' princess."
"Don't worry Mr. and Mrs. D'Ancanto. I'll take good care of her", said the young Asian girl, Jubilation Lee, as she put an arm around her.
Marie hugged her father tight, "Love you."
She knew that this day was hard on them. They were dropping their only child off at college, and it was a bitter sweet day for all of them.
At the age of three, Marie was abandoned by her drug addicted mother and placed in foster care. While social workers worked to find any relatives who might be willing to take custody of her, her birth father was busy fleeing the state to avoid getting arrested on simple assault charges.
She was placed in a foster home with a kind, middle aged couple who had never had children of their own. Vivienne and Mark D'Ancanto had always wanted children, but due to a number of medical issues, Vivienne was unable to carry a child to term.
They decided to become foster parents, and dedicate their lives to helping children in need.
When the young Anna Marie was dropped off at their door, they felt an immediate connection to the shy toddler, and within a year, they'd officially adopted her.
She'd lived a pretty charmed life being the only child of an older, financially secure couple who'd been dreaming of being parents for years. Marie excelled in extracurricular activities as well as her academics and was one of the most popular girls in her school. She won homecoming queen and prom queen two years in a row and her boyfriend, Bobby Drake, was the captain of the soccer team. The relationship was one that was born out of expectations more so than affection. He was a popular, handsome athlete, she was a popular, beautiful cheerleader. It only made sense.
They lost their virginity to each other in a fancy hotel room after prom. Marie was reluctant since she honestly didn't feel any real passion for Bobby. She thought that she would feel a fiery, all-consuming desire for a man she wanted to go to bed with.
Those feelings didn't exist with Bobby.
Their first time was awkward, a little painful and lasted all of three minutes. Nearly a month later, after dodging his advances, they tried again. The only improvement was that it didn't hurt and she timed it to be four minutes.
Marie had opted to go to a large university that was a three hours drive away from her parents house so that she could have a traditional, fully immersive college experience. The school was known for its academics, winning football team AND its party scene. Bobby opted to go to the same Ivy League school his father had gone to, so their separation was inevitable.
After months of anticipation, her parents were finally walking out of the door of her dorm room, leaving their one and only baby to fend for herself for the first time since she was found hungry and alone in an abandoned apartment building 15 years ago.
As soon as her parents were out the door, Jubilee clapped her hands together, "What are we gonna get into tonight?"
Jubilee was, what Marie's mom called "a firecracker". She'd met her a couple of months prior at freshman orientation, and took an immediate liking to her spunk, humor and straight-forward attitude. There, they also befriended a girl named Kitty, who, while giggly and goofy, was exceptionally smart and very friendly. Kitty was already planning on rooming with one of her friends from back home, so Jubilee and Marie decided to sign up as roommates.
Their first evening out, the girls decided to hit up one of the on-campus eateries in an effort to get a feel for their fellow students. As they ate, Kitty and Jubilee flirted mercilessly with a nearby table of football players. When a couple of the guys came over to exchange numbers with the table full of attractive young women, Marie politely feigned interest.
After the guys were gone, Kitty and Jubilee began chattering excitedly while Marie stayed quiet. Jubilee took notice of Marie's silence and poked her with a straw, "Hey chica. You're not excited about the side of beefcake we picked up at dinner?"
Marie shrugged, "Those guys really aren't my type."
"What do you mean, they aren't your type? Young, hot, and ready to mingle isn't your type?"
She laughed softly, "I dunno. I think I might be lookin' for somethin I have to wait to find."
Kitty chuckled, "Alright, Yoda. I'll bite. What are you lookin' for in a guy?"
"She shouldn't be looking for anything at all. Her boyfriend looks like an Abercrombie and Fitch model", interjected Jubilee.
"He's not my boyfriend anymore", sighed Marie.
Kitty frowned, "Aw. Sorry...do you have a picture?"
"I do!" exclaimed Jubilee as she pulled out her phone.
Marie sat up and looked at her confusedly, "What the hell? How'd YOU get a picture of Bobby?"
"I saw it on your phone and texted it to myself" said Jubilee nonchalantly as she handed her phone to Kitty.
Kitty raised her eyebrows, "Nice. He's cute...and even though I've only known you for like, a split second, I can tell he doesn't seem like your type."
Marie sighed, "Everyone from my hometown begs to differ. We were prom king and queen...I was a cheerleader, he was an athlete. We were the perfect, All American pair."
"Well, this is college, hon. Cheerleaders and prom queens fade into obscurity on campuses as large as this one. There's almost 25,000 students here. Our high school popularity doesn't mean shit", said Jubilee.
Kitty grumbled, "I'm just worried about my classes. I have Intro to Anthropology with some professor the RA warned me about."
Marie furrowed her eyebrows and leaned over to look at her schedule, "I'm taking Intro to Anthropology too. Who's your professor?"
Kitty pulled her schedule out of her purse and unfolded it, "Um...Professor James Logan Howlett..."
Marie and Jubilee both perked up and dug their schedules out of their respective purses. Marie was the first to speak, "I have him for Intro to Anthropology too. What did your RA say about him?"
"Well, she said that he's really cute...but he is super hard", said Kitty.
Jubilee giggled, "No pun intended, eh Kitty?"
Marie bit her lip as she looked at her schedule, "Well, classes start Monday. Should we drop his class so that we can take Intro to Anthropology with an easier, ugly professor, or should we go ahead and take it with the hot, hard professor? No pun intended."
Hi all! As promised, I'm closing out with a super sexy Rogan-only fic. It's got an element of forbidden fruit, and, I have to admit, it's one of my own personal fantasies!
Please review this chapter (as well as the one I'm about to post immediately following this chap)!