College Girl - Chapter 2
How a guy's mind works when over stimulated.
In every girl's mind they believe that all guys are overly perverted with non-stop thoughts of girls. This is not so far-fetched, but at the same time not entirely true. Girls being who they are, dress, smell, and look the way they do only for one thing; to attract us guys. In class as I looked at Cera through the side of my eyes I watched her. Sure some might call it weird, but I think we all do it. Those who say they don't are the one's you need to watch out for. What's wrong with staring at a beautiful girl who seems to be way above or attainable. She's actually asking to be stared at if you ask me.
If you're a girl and you now (I mean you 100% know) how beautiful you are and you dress the way; then don't look at the guys with disgust when they stare at you. An old friend of mine once told me that the first thing any guy sees is looks. As a guy I can't tell you that this is true. "Jake?" I shook my head just realizing the teacher had just said my name. "Here," I said raising to meet her eyes. She smiled and went to the next name on the clipboard. I turned back to Cera and found out she was looking at me. I quickly looked elsewhere as if she was nothing much important. I had to, I couldn't just look at her with how I was thinking I was looking at her. Class was over by fast and I pretty much just recorded it on my iPod, which was 100x way better than writing the lecture.
Class was over and I had ten minutes to myself and headed to the cafeteria. Cera was in a big rush to get out of class which was like amazingly surprising of how much stuff she had with her. The minute I was out of the door she had disappeared into the naked halls. Shrugging off the disappointment I headed to get something to eat. "Hey, Jake wait up," said a voice from behind me. I stopped and looked and saw it was someone I didn't know. "Are you new? Cause I am and man this place is so depressing," he said looking at me. He was a of Latino decent, but cool from my point of view. "Yeah, I'm new just heading to get something to eat. Want to join?" I asked him. "Why not?" He said and we headed to the lunch room.
If you're a girl and you now (I mean you 100% know) how beautiful you are and you dress the way; then don't look at the guys with disgust when they stare at you. An old friend of mine once told me that the first thing any guy sees is looks. As a guy I can't tell you that this is true. "Jake?" I shook my head just realizing the teacher had just said my name. "Here," I said raising to meet her eyes. She smiled and went to the next name on the clipboard. I turned back to Cera and found out she was looking at me. I quickly looked elsewhere as if she was nothing much important. I had to, I couldn't just look at her with how I was thinking I was looking at her. Class was over by fast and I pretty much just recorded it on my iPod, which was 100x way better than writing the lecture.
Class was over and I had ten minutes to myself and headed to the cafeteria. Cera was in a big rush to get out of class which was like amazingly surprising of how much stuff she had with her. The minute I was out of the door she had disappeared into the naked halls. Shrugging off the disappointment I headed to get something to eat. "Hey, Jake wait up," said a voice from behind me. I stopped and looked and saw it was someone I didn't know. "Are you new? Cause I am and man this place is so depressing," he said looking at me. He was a of Latino decent, but cool from my point of view. "Yeah, I'm new just heading to get something to eat. Want to join?" I asked him. "Why not?" He said and we headed to the lunch room.
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