Poppinbubbles
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Molly was looking forward to this party. Midterms were finally over and it was time to throw the books in the corner for some well deserved fun!
The nineteen year old art major hadn't worried too much about what she was going to wear, alright, she’d put a bit more effort into her wardrobe choice than her usual paint spattered jeans and one of her vintage tees and sneakers. But only because Mikey and Ryan, two guys from her Psych class were going to be at this party. The three of them had somehow just clicked, they were so different, Mikey with his indie rocker style and Ryan the athlete with the heart of a poet, well at least that’s what Molly had teasingly christened him on finding out his major was creative writing.
She supposed they weren't all that different after all, they were all somehow connected to the arts, and that's probably what had made them become such fast friends. Maybe if the boys had been a bit more different it’d be easier for her to say which one she liked more. Because of course Molly had found herself crushing on her two study partners.
With a sigh she rounded the corner, her black wedges making hollow clicks as she crossed the hall and went down the stairs of the dorm, the chiffon top and fitted black leggings only served to accentuate her figure, the fullness of her butt and bust. The dark colors of her outfit made her clean cut bob in its current right ginger state and accentuate her large blue eyes, high cheekbones and full lips.
Oh, yeah at least one of them would notice her tonight she thought as she made her way towards the increasing sounds that could only be a college party.
Once inside the house she quickly found her hand occupied with a bright red plastic cup of beer and she took a sip as she walked around trying to find a familiar face amidst all the drunken chaos that was the first Friday night after midterms... this was going to be fun she thought with a small smile.
The nineteen year old art major hadn't worried too much about what she was going to wear, alright, she’d put a bit more effort into her wardrobe choice than her usual paint spattered jeans and one of her vintage tees and sneakers. But only because Mikey and Ryan, two guys from her Psych class were going to be at this party. The three of them had somehow just clicked, they were so different, Mikey with his indie rocker style and Ryan the athlete with the heart of a poet, well at least that’s what Molly had teasingly christened him on finding out his major was creative writing.
She supposed they weren't all that different after all, they were all somehow connected to the arts, and that's probably what had made them become such fast friends. Maybe if the boys had been a bit more different it’d be easier for her to say which one she liked more. Because of course Molly had found herself crushing on her two study partners.
With a sigh she rounded the corner, her black wedges making hollow clicks as she crossed the hall and went down the stairs of the dorm, the chiffon top and fitted black leggings only served to accentuate her figure, the fullness of her butt and bust. The dark colors of her outfit made her clean cut bob in its current right ginger state and accentuate her large blue eyes, high cheekbones and full lips.
Oh, yeah at least one of them would notice her tonight she thought as she made her way towards the increasing sounds that could only be a college party.
Once inside the house she quickly found her hand occupied with a bright red plastic cup of beer and she took a sip as she walked around trying to find a familiar face amidst all the drunken chaos that was the first Friday night after midterms... this was going to be fun she thought with a small smile.