Sasha and Becky made their way to the commons area of their dorm hall where breakfast was being served to celebrate the incoming school year. As they entered the commons, Becky and Sasha were surprised by the lack of people waiting in line.
"Not a lot of people want breakfast huh?" Sasha asked Becky as they took their spots in line.
Becky shrugged her shoulders. "I guess not."
Becky and Sasha each took a plate; The layout was exceptional: Eggs, bacon, bagels and toast, as well as several fruits and pancakes. Becky smiled to herself when she took a hearty helping of bacon and sliced cantaloupe. Sasha, taking a look over her shoulder to see if anyone was watching, took the entire bowl of peaches and continued on.
Becky, who was standing behind Sasha, laughed when Sasha took the peaches. "You like your peaches, lass?" She asked.
Sasha nodded her head. "God, yeah, I could eat peaches all day."
A sudden wave of heat washed over Becky when Sasha said that. Pausing in confusion at the sudden feeling for a moment, Becky shrugged her shoulders and took a plate of eggs. Sasha led herself and Becky to a nearby table. Taking their seats, both girls couldn't help their stomachs rumbling at the sight of their breakfast.
"I didn't realize I haven't eaten since yesterday morning," Sasha said, taking a bite of her eggs. "I'm so friggin' hungry."
Becky chuckled. "I had a lot of drivin' to do, I know what you mean."
"Where'd you say you were from?" Sasha asked.
"I was born in Dublin, but I moved to Cleveland when I was about thirteen." Becky said.
Sasha's jaw dropped. "You drove here from Ohio?"
Becky nodded her head. "Finn insisted we drive; I mean, it was scenic, but I'm exhausted."
Sasha tilted her head. "Finn?" She asked.
"He's my friend; He goes to school here." Becky said.
"Oh, the guy with black hair?" Sasha asked. "I saw you two together at orientation."
Becky, trying not to blush at the reminder of seeing Sasha for the first time, nodded her head. "Yep, that's him; He's been my best friend since we were babies."
"That's so cool you two decided on the same school." Sasha said.
"He thinks so too. But I'm more worried about soccer tryouts next week." Becky stated.
"Me too, but I play volleyball," Sasha added. "But I was told that isn't until November."
"You can come watch me play until then." Becky said with a smile.
Sasha nodded her head and smiled back. "I gotta get me a Lynch jersey when they start selling them, so everyone knows who my favorite player is.'
Becky's face turned a light shade of pink after hearing Sasha's compliment. "Favorite? I better be your favorite, lass." She said, making Sasha laugh.
"Just as long as you wear a Banks sweatshirt during volleyball season." Sasha said.
Becky made a face like she was contemplating it, which made Sasha scoff and throw a piece of bacon at her. "I'm just kiddin', lass, I'll wear it all season long if you want." Becky said.
"You wanna eat my peaches?" Sasha asked.
Becky's eyes went wide. "Excuse me?" She asked.
Sasha slid the bowl of peaches in Becky's direction. "I took the whole thing but I don't think I can eat them by myself."
"Thanks, Sash, I love peaches." Becky said.
"Sash?" Sasha asked.
Shite, Becky thought to herself, twenty minutes and you're already making up nicknames for your girlfriend. "I mean, roommate." Becky blurted out, making Sasha jump.
Sasha laughed. "What now?" She asked.
"I figured Sash was a cool nickname, but I can just call you "roommate" if you want." Becky said, making Sasha laugh more. Good save, Becky thought again with a confident head nod.
"I like it," Sasha said after laughing. "It's kinda catchy. I need to think of a good one for you."
"Finn calls be Beck sometimes." Becky suggested.
"Like the musician?" Sasha asked.
"Exactly." Becky said.
"What if I called you Rebecca?" Sasha questioned.
"Are you my mum?" Becky replied, making Sasha laugh.
"Just making sure I don't overstep any boundaries," Sasha tapped her chin with her index finger. "Let's see: I can't call you Rebecca but I can spend the night in your room." She said.
Becky smirked and nodded her head. "Bingo."
Sasha smiled and went back to eating her breakfast, while Becky mentally face palmed herself.
"You think they got Skinemax here?" Dean asked Seth. Dean and Seth were carrying a brand new tv into Seth's dorm to setup.
"Why are your only concerns in life parties and porn?" Seth asked.
Dean shrugged his shoulders. "Life is good and simple."
"Sounds pretty sad to me." Bayley chimed in from the kitchen.
Dean rolled his eyes while Seth chuckled. Both guys set the tv on the stand Bayley provided, taking a moment to make sure it was on straight.
"Wow," Bayley said, walking into the living room. "That's a pretty big tv."
Dean smiled and nodded his head. "Yeah, sixty-five inch, 4KHD, smart tv."
"Comes with Netflix, HBO, and the cable box can be hooked up to it." Seth added, plugging in the tv and starting to hook up the cable box.
"So we can Netflix and chill." Dean said to Bayley with a smirk.
Bayley crossed her arms. "What's that?" She asked Dean.
Dean furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "You don't know what that means?" He asked.
Bayley shook her head. "Does it mean watch Netflix and chill out?" She asked.
"Uh, not exactly, Bayley." Seth said, still setting the cable box up. "It means he wants to watch Netflix and have sex with you."
"Way to be subtle, bro." Dean said, shaking his head.
"What part of "no means no" don't you get?" Bayley said, eyes beginning to water.
"Whoa, hey now, I was just joking." Dean said.
"That's not funny," Bayley said, bursting into tears. "That's sexual harassment."
"Let's not start throwing that phrase around now." Dean said, taking a few steps towards the door.
"You need to learn not to speak to women, or anyone like that!" Bayley yelled, making Dean quicken his pace towards the door.
"Seth I'll be next door." Dean said as he left.
Seth emerged from behind the tv and hurried over to Bayley. "Hey, hey, you don't need to cry," Seth wrapped Bayley in a hug. "He's just a big dumb animal."
Bayley suddenly began giggling, making Seth release the hug. Seth watched as Bayley wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt and giggle like nothing was wrong.
"I was just messing with him," Bayley said, still giggling. "It's nothing I haven't heard before."
"You knew what Netflix and chill means?" Seth asked.
"Well, yeah," Bayley said. "I'm childish, Seth, not stupid."
"You little devil." Seth said with a chuckle.
Bayley shrugged her shoulders and sat on the couch. "You get pretty creative after it keeps happening."
"What do you mean?" Seth asked.
"Well, I get hit on a lot, mostly because of my big butt," Seth couldn't help but snicker at that comment. "Oh, shut up, Seth." Bayley said, rolling her eyes.
"No, seriously, I wanna know." Seth said.
Bayley hesitated at first, but continued. "My butt is big and I like wearing leggings, which I guess is me asking for it."
"What? That's stupid; Just cause you wear leggings doesn't mean you deserve it. You don't deserve it no matter what you wear." Seth said.
"No, I know, it's just whatever," Bayley said. "Doesn't bother me."
Seth nodded his head. "Nice, way to keep a level head."
"Thanks, Seth." Bayley said.
"And if Dean says anything again, just tell him he has a small wiener." Seth said, making Bayley burst out laughing.
"Why?" Bayley asked, still laughing.
"Because he gets really defensive about that stuff." Seth said.
"Yeah, but I shouldn't make fun of people: It's not nice." Bayley said, calming down from laughing.
Seth gave Bayley a curious look; This twenty something year old woman was oddly optimistic about things, even when she was being harassed. It made Seth smile to see someone like that.
"You're right, forget I said anything." Seth said. Seth picked up the remote from the coffee table and switched on the tv. "Wanna watch something on Netflix?" He asked, sitting beside Bayley.
Bayley nodded her head. "I think Pocahontas is on there."
"You like Disney?" Seth asked.
Bayley nodded her head more energeticly. "Yeah, I love Disney."
Seth smiled and nodded his head, choosing Pocahontas from the selection screen.
It was almost noon when Becky and Sasha decided to take a walk around campus. Becky walked in stride with Sasha while they looked around and chatted about whatever popped in their minds. Luckily, these two seemed to be getting along pretty well; Both were sports lovers, liked the same kinds of music and food, everything just seemed perfect. The strange thing though, was Becky finding herself laughing at almost every joke Sasha said, whether it was funny or not. Thinking back on what she was thinking during breakfast, Becky contemplated if she could come clean to Sasha. Not about having strange feelings for her, but a few other things that were personal to Becky.
"But we unfortunately got eliminated early in the playoffs during my senior year, so I never got to win a state title with my high school." Sasha recalled, reminiscing about playing volleyball in high school.
"At least you got all conference," Becky said. "I only got it during senior year, but you got it all four years."
Sasha shrugged her shoulders. "Yeah, but still."
Becky nodded her head but didn't say anything.
Sasha glanced at Becky. "Everything ok, Becky?" She asked, noticing the worried look on her face.
Becky stopped walking and dropped her head. "Can I tell you something?" She asked.
Sasha nodded her head. "Of course."
Becky hesitated; It wasn't like she hadn't told anybody her secret before, Finn and her parents both knew, she was just nervous how Sasha would feel about it. If Sasha was completely against it, it would make the next four years awkward as hell. "I just... There's something you should know about me, if we're gonna be roommates for the next couple years." Becky muttered.
"You're not a serial killer, are you?" Sasha asked.
Becky chuckled, easing her nerves a bit. "No, it's not that bad... I think."
Sasha stepped closer to Becky, gently taking her hand in her own. "You can tell me anything," Sasha said. "I mean, we only just met, but I feel like we were meant to be friends, ya know?"
Becky nodded her head. "I was thinking the same thing."
Sasha beamed a smile at Becky, consequently making Becky's heart melt. "I'm glad we're getting along, really." Sasha said. Sasha gently squeezed Becky's hand. "What'd you need to tell me?" She asked.
"Well, look what we got over here." Some guy in a pickup pulled up to the sidewalk where Becky and Sasha were standing, cutting Becky off before she could answer. The back window rolled down, revealing a guy and a girl sitting in the back. "You guys freshies?" The guy in the back asked.
"Yeah, I'm Sasha, that's Becky." Sasha said.
The driver nodded his head. "You guys headed to the party?" He asked.
"It's noon." Becky argued.
The driver scoffed. "Yeah? What's your point?" He asked.
"Ya'll need a ride there?" The guy in the back questioned.
"Isn't it at the frat house?" Sasha asked.
"Later tonight, yeah, but the pregame is down by the lake." The driver said. "Yeah or no, your choice."
Sasha turned towards Becky. "Wanna go?" Sasha asked.
Becky was about to plea but, after seeing the sparkle in Sasha's eye, nodded her head. "I can party." Becky said.
"Alright, too sweet," The driver said. "I'm Luke, people call me Doc. Guy in the back is Karl. Hottie next to him is Nikki, but she's John's girl so she's hands off. But her hotter twin is single and hard to get."
Nikki leaned across Karl's lap and poked her head out the window. "Oh yeah, I know her," Nikki said, pointing at Sasha. "The freshie from Boston."
"Shit, you serious? John's from West Newbury," Luke said. "Hop in the bed, he's gonna love you two."
Sasha laughed and hoisted herself into the bed of the truck. "Come on, Becky!" Sasha exclaimed.
Becky again hesitated, but smiled at Sasha and jumped in after her.
"Let's rock!" Luke yelled, before stepping on the accelerator.
"This is gonna be so awesome!" Sasha yelled while laughing.
Becky started laughing and yelling with Sasha as they continued on towards the party.
Dean and Roman stood along the shoreline of Lake Backlund, watching several different girls swimming and splashing around in the water. Dean smiled to himself, sipping at a can of beer while Roman stared at the sand between his toes.
"Welp, I made it to the first party of the year," Dean said, taking a deep inhale through his nose. "And it's better than I expected."
"How?" Roman asked, still staring at his toes.
Dean gestured towards the lake. "Over two dozen half drunk college chicks are in that lake; All begging for me to come do them the favor of taking them to pound town."
Roman chuckled. "Really? Even the ones with their boyfriends?" He asked.
Dean chugged the rest of his beer. "Especially them." He said, peeling his shirt off and running into the lake.
Roman shook his head, still staring at his toes.
"Does your friend realize he's still wearing jeans?" Roman looked up to see a tall blonde girl standing beside him.
"I don't think he does," Roman replied. "It'll be even funnier when he realizes he still has his phone in his pocket."
Almost as soon as Roman said that, Dean slowly removed his phone from his pocket and screamed in frustration.
The blonde girl started laughing at Dean. "He's not very smart, is he?" She asked.
Roman shook his head. "Not at all." He glanced at the girl again. "What's your name?"
"Wouldn't you like to know." She replied, beginning to walk away.
"Yeah, that's why I asked." Roman called after her.
The girl turned back to Roman and smiled at him. She then turned back around and continued walking away.
"Fucking shit," Dean muttered as he walked by Roman. "Stupid fucking thing."
"You or the phone?" Roman said with a chuckle.
Dean kept walking but flipped Roman off, making Roman chuckle more.
"Want a beer?" Seth asked Bayley.
Bayley shook her head. "I don't drink."
Seth and Bayley were standing on top of a cliff face overlooking the lake, watching other students take turns jumping off into the water below. Bayley didn't want to go the party at first, but she was convinced when Seth promised to hang around her the whole time. It's not that she was antisocial, she was just nervous about meeting new people.
"Really?" Seth asked. "How come?"
Bayley shook her head. "I just don't." She insisted.
"Ok, that's ok, I think they have some Coke in the cooler too." Seth suggested.
Bayley smiled and nodded her head. "I'll take one."
Seth shuffled over to the cooler, took a can of beer and soda, then returned to Bayley's side. "There ya go." Seth said, handing the soda to Bayley.
"Thanks." Bayley said.
Seth opened his drink and took a sip. "You wanna swim a little bit?" He asked Bayley.
Bayley shrugged her shoulders. "I didn't bring a swimming suit."
"Neither did they," Seth said, pointing at a group of girls in their underwear. "I didn't either."
"You're gonna swim?" Bayley asked.
"Yeah, why not?" Seth said.
Bayley took a deep breath. "Seth, can I tell you something?" She asked.
Seth nodded his head. "Totally."
"I can't swim." Bayley confessed.
"Really?" Seth asked, genuinely surprised.
"I never learned how." Bayley said.
Seth took another sip of his drink. "Want me to teach you?" He suggested.
Bayley giggled. "You're gonna teach me?" She asked, surprised by the offer.
"Yeah, why not?" Seth asked. Seth set his beer down, then pulled off his tshirt and slid off his jeans. "We both could learn from each other, yeah?"
Bayley laughed harder. "You wear purple boxers?" She asked.
Seth smiled and nodded his head. "Yeah, I do."
Bayley's smile quickly faded. "Please, don't tease me." She begged Seth.
"About what?" Seth asked.
Bayley gripped the bottom of her shirt, but paused. "I... You'll see, ok?" Bayley slowly pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it near Seth's.
Seth looked at Bayley, confused by what she was embarrassed about.
"See?" Bayley asked.
Seth tilted his head at Bayley, still not seeing what she was referring to. "I don't see what's wrong, seriously." Seth said.
"My... Boobs are weird looking." Bayley said.
Seth shifted his focus to Bayley's chest. "They look fine to me." Seth said.
Bayley rolled her eyes, not believing Seth. "They are way too weird." She insisted.
"Uh, nope, not really." Seth said, shrugging his shoulders.
Bayley sighed and slid off her leggings. "Fine, but if I get made fun of, I'm gonna be upset."
"Damn, look at that fat ass!" Someone yelled at Bayley.
Bayley gasped and pulled her leggings back up. Seth brushed passed Bayley and marched in the direction of the guy that yelled at Bayley. "Hey, smart guy, c'mere." He yelled.
"Seth, it's fine." Bayley called after Seth.
Seth grabbed the guy from under his left arm and dragged him back towards Bayley. "Now, I believe what you said to Bayley was inappropriate," Seth said to the guy, teeth clenched angrily. "What should you say to her?"
"I'm sorry I said you have a fat ass." The guy said, visibly terrified.
"Do you accept his apology?" Seth asked Bayley.
Bayley nodded her head.
"Good," Seth said, dragging the guy closer to the edge of the cliff. "Now, don't do it anymore." Seth let go of the guy's arm, then shoved him over the edge of the cliff. The guy yelled the whole way down, then hit the water with a loud splash.
"That was awesome." Bayley said, joining Seth near the edge.
"Well, he made fun of my friend," Seth said, wrapping his arm around Bayley's shoulder. "And that's not ok."
Bayley leaned her head against Seth's shoulder and chuckled. "Thanks, roomie." Bayley said.
Luke stopped his pickup truck near the bottom of the cliff. "Alright, we are here!" He yelled, jumping out of the truck and slamming the door shut.
Becky and Sasha both rolled out of the bed of the truck, taking a second to stretch their legs out from the long drive over.
"There'll be plenty of stretching on the way up!" Nikki told Sasha and Becky. "Last one up is a stupid hoe!" Nikki quickly started climbing the cliff, following Luke, Karl, and Brie.
"Wouldn't want anyone thinking that, right?" Sasha said, making Becky laugh.
"No, we wouldn't." Becky replied, making her way up the cliff with Sasha.
Once at the top, Becky needed to stop walking to catch her breath.
"See ya, bitches!" Nikki screamed, jumping over the side of the cliff.
Sasha, also taking a moment, began stripping down to her underwear. Becky, taking a double check at Sasha's bright purple underwear, found herself struggling for breath again.
"The best part about hiking up cliffs," Sasha said, slipping off her jeans. "Is getting to jump in the water afterwards."
"Y-you bet." Becky said.
Sasha slid on a pair of dark sunglasses. "I'm so glad it warmed up, ya know?" She told Becky. Sasha took a closer step to the edge of the cliff, gazing down at the crystal clear water.
Becky joined Sasha at the cliff's edge. "Yeah, it's nice." Becky said, straining her neck in order not to look at Sasha in her underwear.
Sasha turned to face Becky. "You strippin' down or what?" She asked.
"I...I, uh." Becky stammered.
"C'mon, I wanna see those Irish panties." Sasha said with a laugh.
Becky turned her gaze away from Sasha and stared over the edge again. Becky wasn't scared of jumping off the cliff; She was scared of the horrible pain she would be in after hitting the surface of the water.
"I will pull your clothes off myself." Sasha said.
Please do, Becky thought, starting to unbutton her shirt. "Buy me dinner first, lass." Becky said aloud, making Sasha laugh.
"That's the spirit, Becks." Sasha said.
Becky pulled off her shirt. "Becks? Is that my name?" She asked.
Sasha smiled proudly and nodded her head. "Yep, Sash and Becks: Partners in crime."
Becky smiled and shook her head while dropping her jeans to the ground.
"Black panties, blue bra?" Sasha asked, referring to Becky's underwear.
Becky smirked. "I'll doll myself up next time, just for you."
Sasha nodded her head and smiled. "Looking forward to it."
Becky turned her attention to a couple to her left: The taller guy had his arm around the shorter woman, both standing in their underwear.
"You guys jumping in?" Becky asked the couple.
The guy took his arm off of the girl and turned in Becky's direction. "I dunno," He said. "I'm teaching her how to swim and I don't really know how to get her in the water."
"Shove her in." Sasha suggested.
The girl shook her head and backed away from the edge. "No, no, not funny, seriously." She said.
Becky chuckled at the girl's behavior. "Your girlfriend isn't too brave, huh?" Becky said to the guy.
"She's my roommate, not my girlfriend," The guy clarified. "And no, she isn't."
"Meanie." The girl said to the guy.
The guy smiled. "I'm Seth, by the way," He said to Becky. "That fearless warrior is Bayley."
"Nice to meet you!" Bayley hollered, waving at Becky.
"I'm Becky," Becky said, pointing at herself then to Sasha. "That's my roommate Sasha."
Sasha waved at Seth, Seth nodded his head back.
"Yo, Seth," Called another guy from behind the group. "I got my phone wet: Can I have the keys so I can put it in your car?"
Seth kept his back turned to his friend. "Sorry, Dean, Roman has the keys."
Dean threw his hands up in frustration. "Where the hell is he?" He demanded.
"Down below, talking to some blonde chick." Seth said.
Dean dropped his phone, making it shatter on the cliff side. "Our first day here, and Roman is the one that hooks up? For shame!"
Seth looked over at Becky. "Sorry about Dean; He doesn't know better."
Becky laughed and shook her head.
"Hey, wait, you're that girl I saw this morning." Dean said, approaching Sasha.
Sasha turned around to face Dean. "Are you the douche that called me lil' mama?" She questioned.
Dean paused and shook his head. "No, what? No... No, way." Dean ducked his head and shuffled over to Seth, avoiding eye contact with Sasha.
"Uh huh, sure." Sasha replied, shaking her head.
Sasha slowly walked behind Becky and wrapped her arms around her. "Sun is nice, huh?" Sasha whispered.
Becky felt a cool rush up her spine. "What are you doing, lass?" She asked.
Before Becky could react, Sasha began pushing her towards the edge of the cliff. "I'm so sorry!" Sasha yelled, giving Becky a hard push. Becky, losing her balance, turned around and grabbed Sasha by her arm and pulled her over the edge with her. Both girls yelled all the way down, both hitting the water feet first.
Becky plummeted under the surface of the water. Keeping her eyes shut tight, Becky kicked her feet as hard as she could. Luckily, she broke the surface in a few quick seconds. Becky gently kicked her feet to keep her head above water. Looking for any sign of Sasha, Becky got ready to scold her for shoving her in.
"Sun is nice, huh?" Sasha's words repeated in Becky's mind. The way she said it was meant to lower Becky's guard, and Becky totally fell for it.
"Surprise!" Sasha yelled, jumping on Becky's back. Becky reacted quickly though, and dumped Sasha over her shoulder back into the water. Becky wrapped Sasha in a vice like bear hug, keeping her from moving her arms. "Hey, no fair," Sasha whined. "I can't move."
"That's the point, lass," Becky said. "Now you can't try to kill me."
Sasha smiled. "I was only trying to get you wet, Becks."
Mission accomplished, Becky thought with a chuckle. "Well, now you get to stay here with me." She said aloud.
Sasha chuckled and stopped struggling against Becky's hug. "Fine, you win, can you let go now?" She begged.
Becky never even heard Sasha's plea; She was too focused on the light pink lip gloss glazed over Sasha's lips. Realizing she was literally inches from Sasha's face, Becky's face burned a light shade of crimson.
"You alright, Becky?" Sasha asked, confused by Becky's lack of response.
"I'm perfect." Becky whispered, leaning closer to Sasha. Unfortunately, before anything could escalate, somebody hit the water a few feet to their left, causing Becky to release Sasha.
"Hey, this isn't where I parked my car." Dean said after resurfacing.
Becky threw Dean a dirt look, and turned around in time to see Sasha climbing out of the water. "Sorry, Becks, better luck next time!" Sasha yelled with a laugh.
Becky turned back to Dean. "I'm gonna kick your ass, Dean!" Becky yelled.
"Whoa, shit, fire crotch, I'm sorry." Dean protested.
Becky sighed and slapped the water. "Don't call me fire crotch." She muttered.
"Did I spoil a moment between you two or something?" Dean asked.
Becky rolled her eyes. "No, you just... You're a dick, ok?"
Dean chuckled. "Oh, I see what's going on here."
"What?" Becky demanded.
"Dude, I'm cool with it, don't worry." Dean said.
"What are you getting at?" Becky asked.
"I have a lesbian mom," Dean said. "I knew she was gay before she did."
Becky felt her stomach drop. "How do you know?" She asked.
"Dude, even I don't check out chicks as hard as you do." Dean said.
Becky sighed. "Yeah, ok, I'm a lesbian. So what?"
Dean shook his head. "I don't got a problem with it; It's all good."
Becky's secret was out, at least with Dean anyway. It was the only thing Becky was hesitant about sharing with Sasha. Becky knew she was attracted to her new roommate, which is crazy if you think about it. Revealing to Sasha what her sexual preference was seemed like a nightmare to Becky.
"Don't worry," Dean said, getting out of the water. "Your secret is safe with me, fire crotch."
"Don't call me that." Becky muttered.