New girl POV
I walked in the building through its double doors and was immediately taken by a wave of anxiety as I saw the size of the atrium. If the entrance hall was this big, what of the rest of the building…?
I took a deep breath and took the map that was handed to me the day I registered at the university.
“2nd Floor, lecture room n°4”, I mumbled to myself. “Okay… here we go!”
After examining the various signs that were put up in the room, I started climbing the stairs I thought led to my class of the day.
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I walked in the corridors for a few long minutes before coming to an embarrassing conclusion: I was lost…
“Not again…” I sighed, feeling my eyes tearing up.
I am what you generally call an directionally challenged person, so I get lost, like all the time.
I desperately tried to find my class, walking door to door, but nothing…
“Why can’t I even do this simple thing right…?” I thought, covering my face with my hands.
I took a deep breath again, before starting to walk forwards in a last attempt to go to my destination. But as I took the first step, I bumped into something, or someone…
“Woah, careful!” said a young man dressed in branded looking clothes.
“I’m sorry!” I said hurriedly.
The man stared at me for a second, but finally said “No worries, pretty! Are you lost?” he went on, pointing a finger at the map I was holding.
“Ah, um, y-” I stuttered.
All of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Well, lucky for you, my friends and I know this place by heart!” the young man said, hawking over her.
Two other men suddenly appeared in front of me, almost menacing.
“We can help you out if you want?” the first man said.
I looked up at him with a thin smile, “Ah well, y-yes, why not…” I replied shyly.
“Or we can show you a cool place where we can make further acquaintance, if you’d prefer!” the guy continued, his hand still on my shoulder.
I could see the way his eyes darted to my cleavage with that pervy look and a smile that didn’t hide the lewd thoughts he had. His friends had exactly the same attitude. A shiver ran down my spine.
“I-it’s very nice of you, but um… I really need to find my classroom, so..” I said, hoping they would let go.
“Pff, classes are overrated! And not as interesting as us you know!” the boy boasted. “Come on, girl, we’re going to have a good time!”
“N-no, I really can’t…” I repeated.
I tried to walk away, lowering my head, but was stopped by the firm grip of the man’s hand on my upper arm.
“Don’t pretend to be so stuck up! You have to like going wild with this body you have!” the young man scorned.
Then with no warning, he started to walk ahead, pulling me along.
“No, p-please!” I pleaded, now really scared.
“She said she didn’t want to come with you, didn’t she?” a distant voice rose up.
It was a feminine voice, coming from behind. Eyes wide, I turned my head to the voice, and saw two figures in the far end of the now dim-lit corridor.
One of the figures started walking towards us; the sound of her high heels resonated against the walls. Then I could see the young woman:
A beautiful lady with long and wavy red hair, walking like a top-model on the floor tiles. She was wearing a corset and a mini skirt that highlighted her curves.
She halted her steps a few strides away from our group, placing a hand on her hip. Her head tilted sideways.
“Let go of that young woman, gentlemen.” she demanded.
The young man who was still holding me seemed bewildered by the appearance of such a creature; then he regained his composure.
“She asked us to make her visit around...” he said, nonchalantly, “we were just about to go!”
“Oh really? Strange, I thought I heard her say she didn’t want to come with you…” the pretty girl retorted, crossing her arms on her chest.
The man let go of my arm and walked to her with a lewd grin on his face. “Come with us then! The more the merrier right?”
“No thank you.” she replied, clearly not afraid.
The man frowned. He took another step closer and slid his hand between the young woman’s thighs.
“I’m sure we can have some real fun, you and me!” he assured, licking his lips.
The girl blankly stared at him, “Men of your kind don’t interest me.” she said coldly. “Now please take your hand off me.”
“Oh really? A little finger will make you change your mind, honey!” the man said as he forced his hand under her skirt.
“She asked you to take off your hand, asshole!” Another voice suddenly roared.
It was the other figure, also a woman. She rushed forward, her face mad with fury. She seized the tall man by the collar of his shirt. As she was about to throw him to the ground, her eyes seemed to light a bright green. A gust of wind travelled through the corridor as she let him go, propelling him five feet away, right against the wall.
After a few seconds passed out on the ground, the young man was helped by his friends to get up. He was now looking scared.
“Fucking bitch!” he shouted, rubbing the back of his head.
“You will think twice before harassing anyone from now on.” The red-head asserted as she stepped in front of me protectively.
Her friend, who seemed out of breath, did the same.
The three boys backed away slowly, light deer in a spotlight, and then ran away to the nearest stairs.
The red-haired woman shook her head, “Not much in pants after all…”
Then she gracefully turned around to face me, a gentle smile on her face. “Are you alright?”
Still a little shocked, I simply nodded. “T-thank you very much…” I said, my voice barely audible.
“I’m sorry you had to bump into such idiots on your first day…”
I lifted my face up in surprise, “How…”
“I have never seen you in this school before (and I pretty much know everyone here), so you must be new, right?”
I nodded shyly.
“What is your name?”
I blushed at the question, it made me weirdly happy that someone asked for my name.
“Sarah… Mishima…” I answered.
“Sarah… That is a very pretty name!” The pretty young woman said. “Well, Sarah, do you want us to show you your classroom? You are lost, correct?”
“Ah, yes… I… have a hard time with directions…” I said frankly, blushing.
A melodious laughter echoed in the corridor, “That’s perfectly normal in a new environment!” the woman said, a smile on her face.
She extended her arm to me, “Here, give me your schedule and we will guide you.”
“N-no, you don’t have to!” I exclaimed, embarrassed. “You must be busy yourselves…”
“Don’t worry about us, we cannot possibly leave an innocent student be late to her first class!” The pretty girl assured.
She started to walk to the opposite side after glancing at my schedule.
“Oh my, stupid me, I forgot to introduce ourselves!” she suddenly exclaimed, swirling around like a ballerina.
She presented her hand to me, “I am Shannon Lewis. I study psychology, year 2. And this here is my good friend, Sidney Scott. Pleased to meet you, Sarah.”
I hesitated a few seconds, quite amazed by the easy-going attitude of this dazzling young woman. I still lifted my arm, ready to shake her slim hand, gulping.
But as soon as my fingers brushed against her skin, warm sparks ran through my forearm. I halted my movements and raised my eyes to Shannon’s face. She was still smiling, but something about her demeanor had changed; she was almost… excited.
Shannon enveloped my hand with hers to finish the handshake. It brought another electric spark, this time spreading throughout my whole body. My breathing was caught short as another wave ran through me, stronger than the last, sipping in the deepest parts of my core. My legs suddenly buckled under me, and I almost fell down. Luckily, Shannon and her friend caught before I touched the ground.
I looked up into Shannon’s deep blue eyes, trying to find an explanation. And she was still smiling… But that smile spooked me.
“I think we are going to get along very well, my little Sarah!” Shannon announced, a satisfied look on her face.
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