Just His Past

Boy's Dormitory

Hmmmm...soft bed...fluffy pillows...hmmm sweet scent of lavender and hmm...masculinity? I immediately open my eyes and force my self to gain full consciousness from being partially awake and partially asleep. I look around only to realize I am in somebody's room...a man's room in particular as evident to the furniture, paintings...and errr-- box of condom inside a cabinet which is unfortunately made out of transparent glass. Why do I have to see that? Haist...

"Knock knock...I will open the door" I heard a man warned before the door slides open. Hmmm this is one of the guys from last night...as far as I can remember he is the Brent guy. And speaking of which why the hell I ended up in here. Before I can even start asking, he cuts me off.

"I know you've been wondering why you are here...well let's just say you're a sleepy head. You slept on our way to the campus. The girls dormitory were already closed when we arrived so we decided to take you in. And yeah before you doubt my credibility, I am Brent Marutia by the way, the Vice President of Nightingales", he said.

"So you're sayin' I am now on school...and I just slept on the boy's dormitory", I verified which makes him nod.

"So this is your room?" I asked.

"No. This is---" his phone suddenly rings interrupting what he's about to say. "Oh sorry wait a minute", he then takes the call.

I look at the glass window at my side. I can see the open field below and the buildings around. It's very beautiful. I think this room gets the best location. I was taken aback appreciating the view when Mr. Marutia (yes I will really address him by his surename because we are not close yet)...back to reality. I was taken aback when Mr. Marutia taps my shoulder and in a calm yet shaky voice he said "Let's better get out of here. The owner has just arrived."

I am confused but I choose not to further increase his worries as evident by his shaking voice. We hardly fold the blanket I used and fix the bed as if no one has ever spent a night in there. Then he drag me to the next room adjacent to the room we just left.

"Oh tell me. What's going on?" I asked.

"Well I don't own the room...yet I allowed someone to sleep in there...and now the room owner is here" Mr. Marutia explained.

"Knock knock!” We heard a knock on the door followed by an authoritative voice.

"This is the President.” Mr. Marutia opened the door and I recognized the man to be Mr. Black/Demin from last night. As usual, intimidating aura is all over the place.

"Ms. Avrigail Halley, a transferee from Bluewale University." He reads as he looks at the form on his hand.

"As per the order of the principal, here is your approval sheet. Included in here is your schedule as well as your room number in the girl’s dormitory.” He handed me the form he is holding. Room 119...okay got it.

"Follow me,” he said and started going towards the elavator. Mr. Marutia slightly pushed me whispering "Go...you might not make it out safely in here,” he said looking at the guys who are gathered around us if watching a movie or a teleserye.

Okay those stares are not good. Now I realized I'm the boy's dormitory and I'm the only girl in here. Not wanting to be a prey of these guys, I hastily followed Mr. Black/ Mr. President/ Demin in the elevator.

As I expected, he stays silent until we reached the first floor. We crossed the open field through a shaded pathway to reach the tall building just in front of the boy's dormitory which I guess the girl's dormitory.

As we are walking, I can feel eyes on us. I can even hear some back s***h.

"Oh bitch...that's a slut. She just came out from the boy's dormitory," one of the girl hissed to her friends.

"But why is she with the President? This is unfair," followed by another girl.

"Who's that girl? I mean slut? I'm prettier duh!"

I guess I already have bashers when I am yet to introduce my name to the school. Haist!

"So this is how far I can accompany you. Just go the assigned room. Your roommates were already informed of your arrival. As for your luggage and your car..." Oh yes I almost forgot about my vintage mustang.

"I got it fix by the school's mechanical team...expect additional payment on your tuition fees,” he said. This time he really talks to me unlike earlier.

Just when I am about to ask about my things and all, I saw people coming out of the elevator...the same men from the road. I recognize Shawn and Mr. Womanizer among the three approaching boys.

"Hello dear, still remember me from last night", Mr. Womanizer winks. "By the way I'm Light, Light Ysser"

"I'm Shawn, Shawn Farren...and my brother Jean Farren." Okay now I know.

Shawn guy and Light gives me radiant smiles while Jean just slightly nod his head toward me before looking at Mr. President .

"Demin we already have brought all the transferee's bags in her room" Jean guy said.

"Let's go", Demin ordered which everyone obliged.