The First Cut is the Deepest

Will and I didn't exactly hit it off on the right key when we found out we were roommates. And I had a feeling that when he came back to the room last night after hanging out with his friends, he wasn't going to be nicer to me any time soon.

You see, after my little adventure looking around the school, I went back to the room to get more familiar with it. I even had time to iron the school uniform we had to wear. I had seen some school uniforms and some were just hideous, but ours was actually pretty decent. It was quite nice and I thought they were cute. Anyway, after ironing that, I fixed all my school things for the next day. And after reading a book for a bit, I went to sleep.

While I was sleeping though, I woke up to hearing hushed whispers.

"We shouldn't do this," a female voice said. I had heard that voice before.

"Oh, come on. She's asleep," a male voice replied. I had heard that voice before too. I slowly opened my eyes and let them adjust to the dark. When they did, I found Will and Annabella on the couch. They were talking in hushed whispers, but I still heard them. And I was starting to regret opening my eyes, because they soon started kissing each other. It wasn't the cute kissing each other either. They were hard core making out. And I had a feeling they were going to go further than that. I shuddered at the thought.

Oh gosh. Please don't go further than that.

I thought as I shut my eyes.

"How about we move this to the bed?" Will said.

"But Nicole is sleeping," Annabella said. "We really shouldn't do this when she's still in the room," she said.

Yes! Please listen to her!

I thought as I crossed my fingers.

"Nah, she's fine. She's fast asleep. We just need to be quiet," he tried to reason. I heard muffled footsteps heading towards Will's bed.

No!

I thought as I opened my eyes and shot up in my bed.

"I'm sorry, but please don't continue! I'm awake!" I said. Both Will and Annabella practically jumped a foot in the air when I spoke up. I watched as Annabella smacked Will's arm.

"See? I told you we shouldn't be doing this when she's still in the room!" she said. I saw Will's mouth twitch a little as he looked at me in annoyance.

"Why'd you have to wake up?" he asked me harshly.

"You were going to continue if I didn't wake up?!" I asked incredulously. He didn't bother to reply as Annabella spoke up.

"I'm really sorry, Nicole. We weren't going to do anything else, I promise you. Right?" she asked as she nudged Will in the side. He grunted and shrugged.

"Well, not anymore..." he muttered. She nudged him in the side again.

"I'm sorry again," Annabella said. "I'll head out now," she said before she kissed Will on the cheek. "I'll see you guys tomorrow," she said to both of us as she turned and left the room. After the door was closed, I was a little scared to look back at Will. I could just tell he was glaring at me. When I eventually did look back at him, I almost flinched.

He didn't say anything to me as he turned away and walked into the bathroom. I sighed and glanced at the clock. It was almost one o'clock in the morning. I finally forced myself to go to sleep despite that nagging feeling that he would choke me in the sleep from his sexual frustration of not getting some from his girlfriend.

So when I woke up this morning and found him glaring at me from the bathroom door, I knew this was going to be a rough year.

I waited for Will to finally finish using the bathroom and when he was done, I got up from my bed, bringing my clothes and towel to the bathroom with me. I took a quick shower, did the rest of my morning routine, and got dressed.

The school uniform was pretty simple. For the girls, they had a navy blue and gray plaid skirt that went below the knee, but with my height, it went a little closer to the shin than I would have liked. I made a mental note to myself to hem that part in a bit. The shirts consisted of white button-ups. There was a little navy blue bow to put on the collar that I thought added a cute touch. For the guys, they had navy blue dress pants and white button up shirts as well. They had matching navy blue ties. To finish off both uniforms, there were navy blue blazers with the school's logo on the left breast pocket.

When I left the bathroom and sat on my bed, I noticed Will was already done getting dressed, minus the tie. And damn, he was looking pretty good in the uniform. I shook my head as I took out my makeup and compact mirror.

"What's the point of makeup? You're still ugly," Will commented as I started to put on my eyeliner. Will would have been much better company if he didn't open his damn mouth. I tightened my jaw before I replied.

"Ha-ha. Very funny," I said as I glanced down at him. "And your fly's open, jackass," I said as I continued with my eyeliner. From my peripheral vision, I saw him glance down and then turn away to zip up his pants.

"Shut up," he muttered as he walked into the kitchen. I tried not to laugh too hard and instead let out a small giggle.

I finished putting on my eyeliner and curled my eyelashes before putting on mascara. I wasn't really into wearing a lot of makeup daily, especially if it was only for school. I glanced at the time on my phone and realized that I should hurry up and finish getting ready so I could have time to eat before school started. I grabbed my black knee high socks and red high-top converse to put on.



As I ate my breakfast, I watched as the yankee continued to put on her makeup. I scoffed quietly to myself. As if makeup would make a difference on her. I continued eating my breakfast, staring blankly into space.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a slight humming noise. I turned towards the yankee and found her humming a tune to herself as she put on her knee high socks. I gulped down my food as I watched her do this. The way she was putting her socks over her smooth legs, making sure there weren't any creases, well let's just say I was feeling pretty weird as I enjoyed it.

I turned away from her and put my empty dish in the sink. I grabbed my tie and started to put it on.

This is going to be an interesting year...

I thought to myself as I fiddled with my tie.



I finished putting on my shoes and socks and quickly took my iron supplements with water that was in a glass on my bedside table. I glanced back at Will and he didn't notice. I didn't want to have to explain to him just yet that I was taking them. Will had already finished his food and was working on fixing his tie. As I glanced at the finished product of his uniform, I decided that the uniform really did look good on him. I didn't think more of it though as I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the milk and cereal along with a spoon and a bowl. I found it rather convenient that the school stocked the fridge up with some food. It saved both of us the trouble of going out to buy food ourselves. Knowing me though, the food was going to be gone soon and we might have to go grocery shopping.

Just as I started to eat, I saw Will put his key card and cell phone in his pocket before he grabbed his black leather messenger bag and blazer. He put the strap on his left shoulder as he checked if he had everything he needed. He didn't even bother to say anything or even glance at me as he walked towards the door.

"You have a good day at school too," I said sarcastically as he closed the door behind him. I shrugged as he probably didn't hear me. I finished up my breakfast and washed my dishes before I grabbed my own typical black messenger bag. As if I would buy a leather bag for school. I had more important things to buy like food.

I grabbed my cell phone and key card along with my blazer. I did a quick check and made sure I had everything I needed. I grabbed a few granola bars and other little snacks to hold me off until lunch and put them in my bag. Before finally leaving, I folded the top of my skirt a few times to temporarily fix the length problem. I nodded to myself and left the room.


I didn't think I would ever get used to how big and beautiful this school was. It really was a school for rich kids. As I walked to one of the school buildings, I took mental pictures of everything. My SLR camera broke right before I arrived here, so all I had at the moment was my phone and my point and shoot camera. I decided to not take pictures of the school with my phone or point and shoot camera though so I didn't look like the typical American tourist. I felt that an SLR camera was more socially acceptable in these situations.

I had left the room a bit earlier, so I thought I would get to class early. By the time I found my locker though and dumped all my school books that I didn't need at the moment, the first bell rang for class. I got lost a few times just finding my locker and my best bet would be that I would get lost trying to find my classes.

Damn! This school is huge!

I thought as I pulled out the paper which had a map of the school grounds on it that the secretary gave me. After a good twenty minutes or so, I finally found the classroom that held my first class. I took a deep breath as I knocked on the door. I heard a muffled 'come in' before I opened the door. The teacher looked at me in question from where I was standing in the doorway. I mouthed to the teacher that I was a new student. He nodded with a look of understanding and gestured for me to come to the front of the room.

"Right. Come along now," he said in a friendly voice. I sent him a small smile before walking to where he stood. Without even looking at the students, I could tell they were looking at me. I was never good with so many people staring at me. I was starting to get a little nervous. I almost jumped when the teacher placed his hand on my right shoulder.

"Listen up, class. This is," he paused looking over his shoulder at the roster. "Nicole Greene. And you are from...?" he trailed off, waiting for me to answer his question.

"California. I'm from California," I replied in a quiet voice.

"And she's from California," he repeated. "Welcome her warmly. You can sit next to," he looked around the room for an empty seat. "Ah, you can sit by Will over there." I looked to where he was pointing, hoping he wasn't talking about who I thought he was talking about. I gulped as I made eye contact with my roommate. He sent a glare my way before I turned to the teacher.

"Is there any other place where I could sit?" I asked the teacher quietly.

"Sorry, that's the only spot left." I scanned the room quickly and realized he was right. "I'm Mr. Matthews, by the way," he said, smiling down at me. Only then when I got a good look at him did I notice his thinning, light brown hair that showed gray on the roots. He looked to be in his late forties to early fifties. I reluctantly nodded at him and went to take my seat next to Will. And of course, as I sat down, he was glaring at me.

"Hi..." I muttered. He didn't say anything, but instead scooted his chair away from me. I rolled my eyes at that. I was really starting to get annoyed by him.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" he asked angrily.

"No, my hormones just got the best of me and I couldn't help but roll my eyes into the back of head, because of your gorgeous good looks," I said sarcastically and dramatically as I added another eye roll for good measure. I heard him scowl before I spoke again. "If you can scoot your chair away from me then I can roll my eyes. So stop being so rude and childish. It's not good for your good looks," I finished before I faced the teacher and paid attention.



Did she just insult me and compliment me at the same time? And rude and childish? She had no right to say that to me! She doesn't know who she's talking to! Someone needs to put her in her place. She's probably just some whore who prostituted her way here.

I thought. As I took a quick glance at her though, my thoughts changed.

Never mind. She's not pretty enough for that. Even with the makeup she's wearing.

I took one more glance at her. I noticed that her skirt was slightly shorter and as she sat down, her skirt edged up higher to the middle of thigh. Her skin was pale, like she never got much sun. The image of her putting on her socks this morning flooded in my head. As I continued to look at her legs, I realized they looked soft enough to touch. I quickly tried to rid my head of those thoughts as soon as I thought them.

What the fuck was I just thinking?!

My next thoughts were trying to reason why I thought them in the first place.

That's probably how she prostituted her way here. Yeah, that's it.

I thought as I turned to face the teacher as well.



By the time class had ended, Will was already packed and was already making his way to the door. I sighed to myself and packed my own stuff. He probably thought that the sooner he was away from me, the better it was for him. I left the room when I finished packing all my things.

While getting to my next class though, I saw a disturbing scene. Something I saw yesterday, but it was much worse since there was more light and I was closer. I couldn't help but gag a little. The way that Will and Annabella were kissing was pretty gross. They were both beautiful people, but when you put them together, they were gross. The hormones that probably went off between them was sickening. The way they were kissing was so indecent that I started to wonder where the teachers were and if they would stop them. They did realize that everyone could see them, right? I mean, they were in a hallway full of students. Did they not care that this public display of affection was so over the top that it was disgusting and gag-worthy? It would have been fine if it was just a sweet, normal peck on the lips or something, but apparently, neither of them had the decency to do that in public.

I couldn't look at it anymore. I walked past them, ignoring the sounds they made and turned the corner into the next hallway.

"Eww. Well, that's burned into my head," I muttered to myself in disgust.