Disclaimer: - I do not own any Buffy characters... Joss Whedon...Mutant Enemy...yada yada yada
"Hey Courtney, could you pass me the shower gel?"
"I can't Lucy...my hands are too wet and soapy."
"Well, just rub me with them then..."
Tatum Giles wrapped a towel around her and stepped out of the shower room.
"Hey Tatum! We still on for tonight?" a blonde girl called out to her in the hallway.
"Sure. You supply the entertainment and I'll sort out the rest..." she grinned.
Tatum got into her dorm room and collapsed onto the bed.
She hated private school. If her dad wasn't such a snob and her mom wasn't such a...well, if her mom was sane enough to look after her, and her dad wasn't shacked up in England...
Still, it wasn't hell. The school had pretty lack security and sneaking out at nights to parties was an easy task. Smuggling cigarettes, alcohol and other illegal things into the dorms was also effortless.
Even so, Tatum still felt restricted. Having just turned sixteen, she was ready to be experiencing high school, with boys, proms and most of all...cheerleading. It didn't matter...Tatum was doomed to be stuck in the establishment until she was twenty one...