My Roommate's Brother

by Cary Stone

  MY ROOMMATE’S BROTHER

  CARY STONE

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  MY ROOMMATE’S BROTHER

  2014

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  CONTENTS

  CHAPTER ONE: THE ENCOUNTER

  CHAPTER TWO: EXPOSED

  CHAPTER THREE: A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

  CHAPTER FOUR: THE SURPRISE

  CHAPTER FIVE: THE LOCKER ROOM INCIDENT

  CHAPTER SIX: CAN’T LOVE BE ENOUGH

  CHAPTER SEVEN: TAKING A CHANCE

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  CHAPTER ONE: THE ENCOUNTER

  It was my first time. Well, to be clear, my first time living on my own. My parents drove all the way up to the University in a rental truck to help me get settled in. It was a long drive, with usually warm weather, but I was thankful for their help and for my impending freedom.

  I had grown up in a small town in Maine and I was looking forward to starting a new life in Massachusetts. Schoolwork had always been my priority so I didn’t make time for relationships with boys.

  We finished unpacking most of my stuff shortly after arriving at my new dorm room. I kissed my parents goodbye and collapsed on my new bed. It was only a single bed, stiff and not the most comfortable, but it would have to do. I figured I wouldn’t be getting much sleep anyways. I was on a full ride academic scholarship and getting good grades was dependent upon me keeping that scholarship.

  I sprawled out on my new bed and shortly thereafter began to doze off from exhaustion. It had been a long trip and the days events had wore me down.

  I awoke to the sound of my dorm room door opening followed by the sound of a friendly voice.

  “Hello, I’m Jessica Reynolds. I guess you’re my new roommate.” A beautiful blond girl walked into the room.

  She had on short shorts and a white tank top, apparently without a bra on underneath. I guess if you got it, flaunt it. Me, on the other hand, wouldn’t be caught dead flaunting my boobs like that.

  I sat up, “Hi, I’m Katelyn Moore. I hope you don’t mind that I took this bed. But, I can move to the other bed if you like.” I had already settled in before my new roommate arrived.

  “No worries, I don’t mind.” Jessica smiled as she put down her backpack next to the other bed.

  “Are you a freshman too?” I asked trying to make small talk with my new roommate.

  “Actually, I’m a sophomore.”

  We made small talk. I told her I was from a small town in Maine and that I choose the University because they offered me a generous academic scholarship. Since my family didn’t have a lot of money I mentioned that I got an on-campus job tutoring to pay for my living expenses.

  Jessica and I came from different worlds. She had grown up in an affluent suburb just outside of Boston. By the way she acted I could tell that she came from a wealthy New England family. She was studying communications and wanted to be a TV news anchor.

  Me, on the other hand, was a total academic, or as many people would say, a nerd. I wanted to be a high school math teacher. I wore glasses, dressed frumpy, and looked more like a librarian. Jessica surely must have thought her new roommate was a dork.

  “Where is your stuff?” I wondered, noticing that she hadn’t brought anything with her but the backpack that she had set down on the floor.

  But before she answered, a guy walked into the room carrying a large box.

  “Hey Jessica!” The guy addressed Jessica. “This place is tiny.”

  The guy set the box down on the ground. Apparently, he was helping her move in.

  “Luke, this is my roommate. What’s your name again?”

  I blushed for a second, “Katelyn. My name is Katelyn.”

  It was in my nature to be shy. I was a wallflower in high school and a bit of a nerd. Being socially awkward made it difficult for me to meet people, particularly cute boys.

  Luke was incredibly sexy. He was wearing fitted jeans, which gave me a nice glimpse at his cute butt, and even more fitted white shirt, showing of his slim, muscular physique. Just with that effortless look he looked like a supermodel.

  “Pleasure to meet you Katelyn.” He winked at me as he gave me a sly smile.

  “You didn’t tell me you had such a hot roommate.” He spoke to Jessica as if I wasn’t even in the room.

  I was surprised that he called me hot. That would be a first. I had always gone unnoticed by guys back home.

  “Stop giving this girl a bad time, she is only a freshman.” Jessica spoke up as she went through the box Luke had brought in.

  “Wow, fresh meat.” Luke grinned as if he was a lion about ready to pounce on his prey.

  He was so hot. But, I didn’t like the way he was talking to me. I knew his type.

  He was mostly likely a Jock. He was tall, over six feet, and had way too good of a body. I bet he spent more time at the gym working out than studying. Of course, that is if he was a student at the University like me.

  Luke was the kind of guy you look at in the distance, and fantasize about, but never get close with. A guy like him would crush my heart. I could never keep his attention or make him fall in love with a girl like me. He likely dated cheerleaders and sorority girls. Girls like Jessica, with pretty faces, blond hair, and big boobs.

  I was taken aback when he suddenly sat down on my bed. “You don’t mind if I sit, right?” He sat down before I could answer.

  I was too embarrassed to say anything so I shrugged my shoulders with no apparent objection. I pretended to ignore him by putting away my clothes in the dresser, and avoiding eye contact as much as possible.

  “Wow, it’s really hot outside. Jessica, couldn’t you have picked a hotter day to move?” He spoke as he began to now take off his shirt.

  I glanced over, and then turned my head away once he caught me starring at him.

  He had such a nice body. His chest and arms were muscular, and his stomach was toned, with a very inviting six-pack. I bet he did a thousand crunches every morning just to look that way. The fact that he was sweating only made his body look hotter. Oh how I wanted to squeeze his arms and run my hands down his glistening stomach.

  He directed his attention back to me by asking me questions as I continued to put away my c
lothes. My shyness took hold and I said very little in response. Guys like Luke normally don’t talk to a girl like me. I couldn’t figure out why he was so interested in me. Maybe he enjoyed toying with me --- perhaps I was his prey?

  I felt uncomfortable and nervous because I really didn’t know who he was. Jessica only introduced him as Luke. I figured it had to be her boyfriend. But, I was afraid to ask.

  “Get out of here!” He began laughing hysterically.

  “What’s with the granny panties?” He picked up a pair of my underwear.

  I was modified. This guy had no boundaries. I was so embarrassed. I wanted to cry, but I just froze instead.

  “Luke, stop being an asshole!” Jessica yelled at him. “What are you doing going through my roommate’s underwear like some pervert?”

  “Just relax… fine I’ll put down her underwear. I’m sorry Katelyn, I didn’t mean to offend you.” He looked at me with, what I could assume was, his signature puppy dog face.

  That face was so adorable. I bet he used that look to get out of trouble all the time. And why not, his face had such beautiful proportions. I could get lost in his deep green eyes, which looked amazing with his dark hair. If he wasn’t a jock, he could certainly be a model.

  I tried to suppress my attraction to him for a couple of reasons. First, he was a jerk. Second, I knew that a plain Jane like me would never have a real chance at a relationship with a hot guy like him. I figured he was with Jessica because she was a cute blond with big boobs. In contrast, I was a brunette with a cheap haircut, glasses, and small perky breasts.

  Luke continued to grab boxes from his truck and bring them up to the dorm room for Jessica. He worked the whole time shirtless, which was a real treat for me. I enjoyed looking at his glistening muscles as he perspired in the heat.

  By now, I was wondering how often he would come by to see Jessica. It could be fun to have a cute boy around. I even pretended he was there helping me move in. This must be what it is like to be popular. I only wished that I could have a sexy shirtless man helping me out.

  “Well, I gotta run. Coach is calling a meeting that I need to get to. I’m sure it will be the same old shit, a lecture on how we need to party less and study more.”

  Of course, he was a jock!

  “Luke you need to take it serious this year. You almost lost your football scholarship last year because of bad grades.” Jessica said sternly, as if she was his mother.

  “Yeah, yeah. I’ve heard that a hundred times.” He sighed as he began put his shirt back on and started to leave.

  “Wait Luke,” Jessica said to him before turning to me, “Didn’t you say you are tutor?”

  I could already see where this was going. I shouldn’t have told her I was working at the tutor center. Now, I would be asked to tutor her boyfriend.

  “You’re a tutor?” Luke asked eagerly. “Do you think you could help me? My tutor last year was some computer nerd. He definitely looked nothing like you.” He spoke while giving me that damn puppy dog look again.

  I took a breath, “I guess you can stop by the library one day and ask for me.”

  I was lucky to get the tutoring job to help defer some of my living expenses. But, this situation was what I worried about. I knew that the school would provide tutoring services for jocks. I had tutored them in high school and I hated it. They care only about sports and don’t take academics serious. But, I couldn’t fight my attraction to him. I hated to admit it, but I really did want to see him again.

  “I’m not big on libraries, maybe we can study here in your dorm room? I won’t even mind if you wear those granny panties.”

  He continued to feel the need to embarrass me. It’s not like I wasn’t insecure enough being around such a cute boy like him. I faked a smile, but didn’t say anything back. I mean, how does one respond to such a ridiculous statement.

  He gave Jessica a kiss on the cheek and then left. I thought that was odd. Who kisses a person on the cheek?

  I was both happy and sad to see him go. I could tell he was one of those guys that think they are God’s gift to women. He knew girl’s like me dream about guys like him. But, us girls never get the chance to be with someone like him.

  Now that he left, I looked over at Jessica, “Your boyfriend is a real jerk.” Realizing after I made that statement I probably offended her.

  “My boyfriend, you are too funny,” she laughed. “Luke is my brother.”

  Brother? Here I thought he was my roommate’s hot boyfriend. But, it all made sense. Now I realized why she didn’t seem jealous when he was talking to me.

  I finished unpacking and putting away my clothes. I keep thinking about the comments he made about my underwear. Did I really wear granny panties? I never really thought about it. I never had a boyfriend, so I didn’t see the need to wear sexy underwear that mostly certainly was uncomfortable. But, now that I was a college girl, maybe it was the time to finally get some sexy underwear.

  I imagined what it would be like if Luke stopped by one day and it was just he and I in my dorm room. I would answer the door in my sexy new underwear. Luke would come in and wouldn’t be able to control himself. Oh, how I would love to feel his strong hands touch my body and he would kiss me from head to toe. The thought of that turned me on and I couldn’t get him out of my mind.

  It was official, I had crush on him. But, when would I see him again?

  CHAPTER TWO: EXPOSED

  A few weeks had passed and I hadn’t seen Luke since the first day I arrived on campus. He hadn’t visited my roommate, Jessica, nor had he stopped by the tutoring center. Although this didn’t stop me from thinking about him all the time.

  I held out hope that he might still be interested in me. I knew that I might not be his type. Guys like him¸ after all, tend to go for blond bombshells, not bookish girls like me.

  In the meantime, I seemed to be adjusting to college life well. I spent my weekdays in class and studying late nights at the library. I probably spent more time at the library tutoring than I had to hoping that Luke would come by to see me one day. But he hadn’t. The suspense was torture for me. I wondered if he would ever come by. Perhaps he had forgotten about me.

  * * * *

  It started as a typical Saturday morning, which meant that I had to get to my tutoring job at the campus library.

  When I woke up, I noticed that my roommate was gone. That was not usual now that Jessica had found a new boyfriend and usually stayed with him on weekends. I grabbed my toothbrush, a towel, and went to take a shower down the hallway.

  After my shower, I headed back to my room. I closed the door to my dorm room behind me, set my towel on my bed, and started to pick out an outfit to wear. My back was facing the door when I heard it open.

  Without looking behind me I said, “Hi Jessica, I’m taking off to my tutoring job right now.”

  No one responded.

  I turned around, and to my surprise, it was Luke. He was standing there with his eyes wide open staring at me.

  “Wow, my bad.” His eyebrows rose and a small grin appeared.

  “Don’t you knock before entering someone’s room?” I shouted at him.

  I was standing there buck naked. I tried to cover my boobs with my arms and clinched my legs to hide my private area.

  I could tell he was confused and didn’t know how to react. I didn’t either.

  “I’ll turn around so you can get ready,” he finally said.

  “Just get out of here!” I yelled.

  I couldn’t believe he had just seen me naked. There I was, standing in front of the guy I had obsessed about weeks, and now he had seen me in my most vulnerable state. Sure, I had dreamed about him coming to my dorm and I was wearing sexy underwear. But, that was a fantasy. The reality of being naked in front of him like this was humiliating.

  I quickly got dressed. I threw on a pair of jeans and a school hoodie. Then, I sat of my bed and started to cry. I was so embarrassed. It was just too much for me to bear. T
his was the first time a guy had seen me naked.

  There was a knock at the door. Could he really still be there? Why hadn’t he left? I didn’t know what I should do.

  “Katelyn, it’s Luke, are you dressed? Can I come in?”

  “Leave me alone!” I yelled through the door.

  “I’m really sorry, I didn’t know you were naked.”

  “That’s why people knock first before entering someone’s room.”

  “Look, I came to see you. I really need your help.”

  My help? He came to see me. This surprised me. I had hoped that he would stop by to see me at the library. I did not expect him just to show up one day out of the blue at my dorm room.

  “Will you please let me in? If it makes you feel better, I’ll take off my clothes so we can talk.”

  I wiped away the tears from my face and half chuckled. His comment helped put me as ease. A part of me wanted to make him take off his clothes. Fair is fair, right? He saw me naked, so now it’s my turn to see him. But, I was too shy to insist.

  “Fine, you can come in.”

  He opened the door, peeked in, but hesitated to come inside.

  “You can come in. I’m dressed now.”

  He sat down and we started talking. Apparently, his coach had temporarily benched him from the football team because of his poor grades. His midterm grades had come out and he wasn’t passing one of his classes, statistics. I guess that is why he needed my help.

  “So do you know statistics?” He asked.

  “Sure, statistics is easy.”

  I had always found the subject of math comforting. There was always a right and wrong answer. Subjects like English and History were just too subjective for me. I liked certainty, not some professor telling me what they thought should be the way I was supposed to think. Numbers and equations always gave me the answer I was looking for. Luke, on the other hand, was nothing like math in the sense that I could not tell where I stood with him.