Carolyn didn’t really fit in at college. She’d been excited to go for weeks beforehand. She thought she was ready for a new adventure. High school had been so confining, so strange. College was where she would make some real friends, read some good books, really explore the world.
But, two weeks in, it was turning out to be a real dud. No friends really, except for her chatty roommate Rachel. No good books yet, just a bunch of freshman crap that one had to read. And all anyone wanted to do was to drink and do drugs and party, all of which was not her scene. Carolyn was a quiet girl. She wanted to have fun, but not to be so drunk that she couldn’t remember it the next day.
Carolyn had grown up in the country, in a conservative little town. She was cute as a button, with long blonde hair that went halfway down her back and soft features that made her look younger than she actually was. No one would mistake her body for a child’s though. She was only 18 but she had the curves of a woman, such that when she wore her favorite outfits, most of which were low cut cotton dresses that stopped just above the knee, she had heads turning.
But all she really wanted was someone to understand her. She didn’t want the attention of guys. She usually didn’t even notice. She’d had a boyfriend in high school who she’d fooled around with, even had sex once or twice, but it was short lived. It wasn’t her thing.
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