The more she moved things the more fell out onto the floor.“Look miss!, your holding up my line. So either pay up or leave!” thinking what a snott...y attitude to have. Looking at the young girl in front of me, long raven black hair falling out from under a pink ball cap with the words Hermann Tigers screen printed on it. Great probably her first time here in St. Louis“Plese just another minute, I had it on the bus before I got here!” She’s almost in tears as she looks up to me. Watery Blue eyes. I got my dorm room set up, and once again I had a single room. I discovered that a college was as money grubbing as the government was. However, unlike the federal government; if you paid a college extra, you received better service.While my father had bought an education policy for me when I was a baby, it only entitled me to a dorm room, not a single dorm room. A few hundred dollars extra during the yearly registration, saw to it that my room was a single.Melinda and I took up where we had. "You don't look so well." "I'm fine," Sonia sighed. "Just a little tired from studying all night. I think I'll rest for a little bit until the bell rings." Withouth another word, she went to her desk and took a short twenty minute nap. She did that every day. I didn't mind any of my students sleeping in class as long as their work was done. Sonia was the main one who slept though. Sometimes she would come to class looking like she was ready to pass out. What could someone as beautiful as. The other girls begin giggling historically. Skirt girl struggling to start laughing, knowing it would make her burst. She continues gripping the edge, bending and bouncing . Out of nowhere jean girl, slides closer to her, wraps her arms around skirt girls waist, and rests the palms of her hands lightly against skirt girls super swollen belly. Still laughing, jean girl presses tight up against her, so close, skirt girl can feel the wet jeans. Just when skirt girl starts to speak, jean girl.