Chapter Two: Had Things to Do
"Text us when you're done with him," the redhead said to the raven-haired girl as she closed the door behind her leaving them alone in the room.
"I want you to get undressed," the raven-haired girl said to Reid as she rummaged through a Harvard crested duffle bag.
"What?" Reid gasped in astonishment. He thought for sure after that guy's warning, she was going to make him do something utterly humiliating. But instead she was asking him to disrobe - surely getting laid could not be this easy. Could it? It was college after all.
"Get undressed," she repeated.
Reid wasted no time. He pulled off the triple layer of shirts he was wearing with one motion, tossing them on a chair. Then he kicked his shoes off while unbuttoning his pants. He kept his eye on the girl who was still looking through the duffle bag.
"I have condoms," Reid offered showing off the inventory he kept in his wallet.
She stopped what she was doing and looked up at him. Putting the bag aside she patted the empty space on the bed next to her.
Reid practically leapt onto the cheap college mattress.
She took the condoms from his hands, checking out the assortment.
"I didn't know if you had a preference," said Reid as he inched closer to her. Her thick straight hair cascaded over her shoulders and he caught the faint floral scent of her shampoo. She fanned the condoms across her palms as though they were playing cards.
"Quite a selection," she commented.
"I even have latex free – you know – in case you have an allergy." Reid pointed to the corresponding foil square in her hand.
Eleven Minutes Later
Reid was standing outside in center of the quad, wearing only his boxers, his fingerless gloves and a set of fairy wings.
"pixie dust," he mumbled as he tossed a handful of glitter into the air.
"No!" the raven-haired girl yelled at him. "Like this." She cupped her hand, puckered her lips and blew the imaginary dust.
"Nice Wings, Tinkerbell!" someone yelled as they passed through the group of students who had stopped to watch the show.
Reid looked at the crowd around him. It seemed as though the entire student body had gathered to watch him.
"Tink-Er-Bell. Tink-Er-Bell." The chant came from a group of fraternity brothers. It didn't take long for it to catch on.
"Tink-Er-Bell. Tink-Er-Bell." With each syllable the audience clapped.
"Hey it's GARWIN!"
Reid looked over and saw the smiling faces of Aaron Abbot and Kira Snider as they held up their camera phones.
"Fuck this," Reid threw the rest of the glitter onto the pavement in front of him. He ripped the wings off his back and threw them on the ground as well.
"Give me my clothes," he demanded.
"Pick up the wings," the raven-haired girl ordered.
"Clothes. Now." Reid tried to take them from her.
"Wings. Now." She held the clothes behind her back.
For a split second he thought about Using, but there were way too many people around. Angrily Reid took picked up the wings from the ground and shoved them back at her. He took his clothes and hurriedly slipped on his jeans.
"Awwww," the crowd moaned in disappointment as the mostly naked freshman began getting dressed. Reid retreated back to the safety of the dorms.
"Bitch. Bitch. Bitch," he grumbled under his breath as he removed his ID card from the pocket of his jeans. He swiped the card to unlock the main door but it didn't open.
"Shit," he turned the card over and swiped again. The door still didn't unlock.
"Need some help?" the raven-haired girl asked as she waved her card in the air. She expertly slid it through the sensor and pulled the door open.
Reid walked through the door and directly toward the stairs. Her voice followed after him loud and clear.
"Welcome to Harvard."
