Connie's POV
When I woke up the next morning Kory was still fast asleep. She had one of the those rhythmic breathing things as she slept and for a minute I just watched her. She sort of captivated me, pretty, smart, talented and faced with a world that didn't understand her. I couldn't imagine living in a world that I couldn't hear, but worse living in a world that condemned me for who I happened to be attracted too. With the exception of her outburst the day before, I could tell she been handling it all. I wondered what she was dreaming about, if in her dreams could she hear and if so what did people say?
After I was done analyzing my new roommate I got out of bed and got dressed. I wasn't careful to be quiet like I hade been when Julie was rooming with me, because I knew it wouldn't wake Kory. I brushed my hair up into it's normal ponytail and applied a small amount of lip gloss and headed out the door. Half way down the hall, I heard my name being called and turned to see our goalie.
"Hey Jules." I greeted.
"Guy wants you to meet him at Mickey's for breakfast." My friend stated.
"You know this how?"
"He called my room at 6:30 this morning." She groaned. "The only pleasure I got out of that was seeing my cheerleader roommate fall out of bed to answer then having it be for me."
"Why didn't he just call me?"
"He thought you'd be mad at him for what he said to Kory last night. I guess he figured if he had me talk to you, you wouldn't be able to yell at him."
"Smart idea, I'm still not going out to breakfast with him, but smart idea. I'll catch ya in the dining hall, I've gotta go talk to Guy."
I walked over to the boys' dorms, buttoning my jean jacket on the way. Trying to think of what exactly I was goin to say to my boyfriend. I couldn't stand narrow minded people, that was something he'd always known. For that reason only I was angry, but then coupled with the fact he was criticizing a very sweet girl with a disability just boiled my blood. Not to mention the fact I was still harboring some lingering resent over a fight we'd had a few days earlier. That had been a silly argument really, well maybe not.
You see Guy and I had been together so long, it had gotten to the point where he was taking me for granted. He was always making plans without asking my first, or taking me places he knew I wouldn't like just because he enjoyed them. The final straw before his mistreatment of Kory had been when he bought tickets to see Britney Spears in concert, knowing not only do I hate her, but I also knew I had been planning on going to the movies with Julie for two weeks. That had caused a huge blow out, ending in tension that had lasted to date.
I tapped on the door of room C23 and heard a familiar voice from within.
"Who is it?"
"It's Connie." I replied.
"Oh, come in Cons."
I pushed the door open and found Banks sitting at his desk, busily typing on his laptop and Charlie fast asleep on his bed, mouth wide open.
"Hey Banks, where's Guy?"
"He went to take a shower, he should be back soon." Adam turned his head from the computer screen. "What's up?"
"I just wanted to cut him off before he went to Mickey's, I'm not going."
"Trouble in paradise?"
"Rather not talk about it, may wind up yelling, I don't wanna wake up Charlie."
"I see, but don't worry about Charlie, he could sleep through a Tornado."
"Yeah." I sighed flopping onto my boyfriend's bed. "So what are you writing?"
"The last essay on the books we were suppose to read over the summer." My teammate answered hitting the print button.
"Why?"
"Because it was assigned."
"You're such a goody two shoes Adam Banks."
"So I've been told." He laughed.
"Anyway, what do you guys all think of Kory?" I queried curiously.
"She seems really cool, actually after you left last night, Charlie laid into Guy pretty good. No one had a problem with her, in fact Julie even said 'If I were a lesbian, I'd date her.' Hmm, speaking of which, you don't think Kory would try to hook up with Jules do you? I mean I had to wait like twenty months for her to break up with Scooter, so I could get a chance."
"No, I think you're relationship with the Cat is safe."
" Good, it took me to long to get her, I can't just give up that easy. But I digress, I'm gonna head out, tell Guy I said to put my cologne back where he found it."
I nodded and the boy retreated out of his room, leaving me alone with the sleeping Captain.
I sat in the room for a few minutes after Banks left. As I sat listening to Charlie snore, I was growing increasingly bored. The unfortunate thing of that being, I was growing increasingly annoyed, that wasn't the ideal situation for Guy to walk into. By the time he walked in the door I was almost triple as angry as I had been.
"Hey, I thought we were going to meet at Mickey's" He kissed my cheek and sat down next to me.
"No Guy, that's another thing you just planned and didn't ask me about. I don't really want to go any where with you right now." I snapped.
"Is this about the Kory thing?"
"What do you think?"
"Well geeze Connie, you can't blame me for being paranoid. I mean the chicks a lesbian, it's the same as you rooming with another guy."
"Uh no, see unless you haven't realized, Kory has breasts as well as other body parts, that separate her from men."
"Not by my standards."
I was beginning to get a migraine. Normally Guy is one of, if not the mellowest and sweetest people on the team, it was driving me crazy that he was acting that way.
"The fact that I'm straight doesn't mean anything to you?"
"I didn't say that." He grumbled "All I'm saying is I don't like the idea of my girlfriend sharing a room with someone that maybe be hot for her body."
" Ugh, I can't talk to you, you don't listen at all. I'll see you later." And I stormed out.
I stumped moodily all the way back to my dorm, my feet hitting the tiled hallway floor so hard, I'm surprised people didn't think there was an Earthquake. I bounced the key to my room in my hand for a minute prior to putting it in the door and turning the knob. As I opened I saw something that held my attention for a time longer then it should have. Kory was standing with her back to me, one of her legs up on her bed as she pulled a knee high stocking up. Her thighs where a beautiful bronze, thanks to the Georgia sun and her skin looking so smooth. I started getting this feeling in my chest, one I had only gotten one other time before that, a feeling I had never told anyone about, not even Guy or Julie. It was a feeling that almost made me weak.
Shaking my head quickly to clear my mind, I slammed the door shut so hard the pictures on the wall shook. The vibrations in the floor caused Kory to lower her leg and turn to look at me, suddenly I could breath again. I put my pissed off face back on again, pushing the images of my roommate's shapely stems to the back of my mind and crossed my arms irately.
"Something wrong Connie?" The girl inquired, pulling a calf length, pink, silk summer dress over her head.
"My boyfriend is an idiot." I responded.
"Of course he is, he's a guy. I think it's encoded in their DNA. Care to talk about it?"
For some reason, I'm not sure what, despite the fact I wouldn't talk to Banks, who'd been my friend for years, I didn't mind talking to Kory about my problems. We sat down on the floor facing each other and I spilled my guts. She didn't say anything until I was done and when she did open her mouth all her words seemed to make sense. I know it sounds trite but I was certain that in few days we'd known one another, she'd become my soul mate. It was like we connected on a level above where genders matter, like she knew everything in my head and heart in two days.
Finally after a half hour of deep conversation, Kory broke the tension with a joke.
"Men are to hard to deal with, this is way I like girls, we're easier to understand."
I giggled and asked.
"Is that the only reason?"
She bit her lip and exhaled hard, as if thinking of how to phase the next thing to come out of her mouth.
"Connie, have you ever kissed another girl?"
"No…"
"Would you like to see what it's like, how it feels? No strings attached I swear."
"Okay." It seemed like another person had answered. Connie Moreau didn't kiss other girls, she was straight, seeing the same boy since her mother let her date. Where had the voice that agreed come from? Some place deep in the back of my psyche? I don't know, still to this day don't. All I do know is, Kory's lip gloss tasted like watermelon, I love watermelon. I know that she, parted her lips at just the right time, moved her tongue in just the right ways and nearly melted me into the floor. I was still dumbfounded by her kiss as she left the room for the appointment she had set with the school counselor that day.
When I woke up the next morning Kory was still fast asleep. She had one of the those rhythmic breathing things as she slept and for a minute I just watched her. She sort of captivated me, pretty, smart, talented and faced with a world that didn't understand her. I couldn't imagine living in a world that I couldn't hear, but worse living in a world that condemned me for who I happened to be attracted too. With the exception of her outburst the day before, I could tell she been handling it all. I wondered what she was dreaming about, if in her dreams could she hear and if so what did people say?
After I was done analyzing my new roommate I got out of bed and got dressed. I wasn't careful to be quiet like I hade been when Julie was rooming with me, because I knew it wouldn't wake Kory. I brushed my hair up into it's normal ponytail and applied a small amount of lip gloss and headed out the door. Half way down the hall, I heard my name being called and turned to see our goalie.
"Hey Jules." I greeted.
"Guy wants you to meet him at Mickey's for breakfast." My friend stated.
"You know this how?"
"He called my room at 6:30 this morning." She groaned. "The only pleasure I got out of that was seeing my cheerleader roommate fall out of bed to answer then having it be for me."
"Why didn't he just call me?"
"He thought you'd be mad at him for what he said to Kory last night. I guess he figured if he had me talk to you, you wouldn't be able to yell at him."
"Smart idea, I'm still not going out to breakfast with him, but smart idea. I'll catch ya in the dining hall, I've gotta go talk to Guy."
I walked over to the boys' dorms, buttoning my jean jacket on the way. Trying to think of what exactly I was goin to say to my boyfriend. I couldn't stand narrow minded people, that was something he'd always known. For that reason only I was angry, but then coupled with the fact he was criticizing a very sweet girl with a disability just boiled my blood. Not to mention the fact I was still harboring some lingering resent over a fight we'd had a few days earlier. That had been a silly argument really, well maybe not.
You see Guy and I had been together so long, it had gotten to the point where he was taking me for granted. He was always making plans without asking my first, or taking me places he knew I wouldn't like just because he enjoyed them. The final straw before his mistreatment of Kory had been when he bought tickets to see Britney Spears in concert, knowing not only do I hate her, but I also knew I had been planning on going to the movies with Julie for two weeks. That had caused a huge blow out, ending in tension that had lasted to date.
I tapped on the door of room C23 and heard a familiar voice from within.
"Who is it?"
"It's Connie." I replied.
"Oh, come in Cons."
I pushed the door open and found Banks sitting at his desk, busily typing on his laptop and Charlie fast asleep on his bed, mouth wide open.
"Hey Banks, where's Guy?"
"He went to take a shower, he should be back soon." Adam turned his head from the computer screen. "What's up?"
"I just wanted to cut him off before he went to Mickey's, I'm not going."
"Trouble in paradise?"
"Rather not talk about it, may wind up yelling, I don't wanna wake up Charlie."
"I see, but don't worry about Charlie, he could sleep through a Tornado."
"Yeah." I sighed flopping onto my boyfriend's bed. "So what are you writing?"
"The last essay on the books we were suppose to read over the summer." My teammate answered hitting the print button.
"Why?"
"Because it was assigned."
"You're such a goody two shoes Adam Banks."
"So I've been told." He laughed.
"Anyway, what do you guys all think of Kory?" I queried curiously.
"She seems really cool, actually after you left last night, Charlie laid into Guy pretty good. No one had a problem with her, in fact Julie even said 'If I were a lesbian, I'd date her.' Hmm, speaking of which, you don't think Kory would try to hook up with Jules do you? I mean I had to wait like twenty months for her to break up with Scooter, so I could get a chance."
"No, I think you're relationship with the Cat is safe."
" Good, it took me to long to get her, I can't just give up that easy. But I digress, I'm gonna head out, tell Guy I said to put my cologne back where he found it."
I nodded and the boy retreated out of his room, leaving me alone with the sleeping Captain.
I sat in the room for a few minutes after Banks left. As I sat listening to Charlie snore, I was growing increasingly bored. The unfortunate thing of that being, I was growing increasingly annoyed, that wasn't the ideal situation for Guy to walk into. By the time he walked in the door I was almost triple as angry as I had been.
"Hey, I thought we were going to meet at Mickey's" He kissed my cheek and sat down next to me.
"No Guy, that's another thing you just planned and didn't ask me about. I don't really want to go any where with you right now." I snapped.
"Is this about the Kory thing?"
"What do you think?"
"Well geeze Connie, you can't blame me for being paranoid. I mean the chicks a lesbian, it's the same as you rooming with another guy."
"Uh no, see unless you haven't realized, Kory has breasts as well as other body parts, that separate her from men."
"Not by my standards."
I was beginning to get a migraine. Normally Guy is one of, if not the mellowest and sweetest people on the team, it was driving me crazy that he was acting that way.
"The fact that I'm straight doesn't mean anything to you?"
"I didn't say that." He grumbled "All I'm saying is I don't like the idea of my girlfriend sharing a room with someone that maybe be hot for her body."
" Ugh, I can't talk to you, you don't listen at all. I'll see you later." And I stormed out.
I stumped moodily all the way back to my dorm, my feet hitting the tiled hallway floor so hard, I'm surprised people didn't think there was an Earthquake. I bounced the key to my room in my hand for a minute prior to putting it in the door and turning the knob. As I opened I saw something that held my attention for a time longer then it should have. Kory was standing with her back to me, one of her legs up on her bed as she pulled a knee high stocking up. Her thighs where a beautiful bronze, thanks to the Georgia sun and her skin looking so smooth. I started getting this feeling in my chest, one I had only gotten one other time before that, a feeling I had never told anyone about, not even Guy or Julie. It was a feeling that almost made me weak.
Shaking my head quickly to clear my mind, I slammed the door shut so hard the pictures on the wall shook. The vibrations in the floor caused Kory to lower her leg and turn to look at me, suddenly I could breath again. I put my pissed off face back on again, pushing the images of my roommate's shapely stems to the back of my mind and crossed my arms irately.
"Something wrong Connie?" The girl inquired, pulling a calf length, pink, silk summer dress over her head.
"My boyfriend is an idiot." I responded.
"Of course he is, he's a guy. I think it's encoded in their DNA. Care to talk about it?"
For some reason, I'm not sure what, despite the fact I wouldn't talk to Banks, who'd been my friend for years, I didn't mind talking to Kory about my problems. We sat down on the floor facing each other and I spilled my guts. She didn't say anything until I was done and when she did open her mouth all her words seemed to make sense. I know it sounds trite but I was certain that in few days we'd known one another, she'd become my soul mate. It was like we connected on a level above where genders matter, like she knew everything in my head and heart in two days.
Finally after a half hour of deep conversation, Kory broke the tension with a joke.
"Men are to hard to deal with, this is way I like girls, we're easier to understand."
I giggled and asked.
"Is that the only reason?"
She bit her lip and exhaled hard, as if thinking of how to phase the next thing to come out of her mouth.
"Connie, have you ever kissed another girl?"
"No…"
"Would you like to see what it's like, how it feels? No strings attached I swear."
"Okay." It seemed like another person had answered. Connie Moreau didn't kiss other girls, she was straight, seeing the same boy since her mother let her date. Where had the voice that agreed come from? Some place deep in the back of my psyche? I don't know, still to this day don't. All I do know is, Kory's lip gloss tasted like watermelon, I love watermelon. I know that she, parted her lips at just the right time, moved her tongue in just the right ways and nearly melted me into the floor. I was still dumbfounded by her kiss as she left the room for the appointment she had set with the school counselor that day.
