F, H, & S: Part One

Okay so I feel like I am on a roll and want to keep it going so here is your second instalment...enjoy!

Addison woke up at 8:45 Saturday morning still a little homesick. She rolled over and looked at the team photo of the Avalanche on the wall next to her bunk. She had wanted to escape the cold, but missed her friends back in Denver. Besides that, Phoenix was stinking hot.

She lay in bed going through the list of things she wanted to get accomplished that day, which wasn't very long since classes had just started 2 weeks ago. Between volleyball practice and class, she hadn’t had much free time to explore the Paradise Valley area around the college. Addison decided she wanted to hit the mall after doing some of her New Testament Survey course work. First she would go workout to get the blood flowing. Just then the bunk started moving signaling Belle's arrival into reality. Addison rolled back over just in time to see something that would be irreparably burned into her memory.

Belle's bare legs hung over the edge of the top bunk for a split second before the rest of her near naked body followed. Addison saw the navy blue lace thong slicing through the flat, white butt of Belle and immediately hid her face under her purple fleece blanket.

"Belle! A little warning next time."

"Sorry." With that Belle grabbed her clothes to hop in the shower.

Addison heard the door to the bathroom close and the shower water start to run before she ventured to peek out from her purple safe-haven. It had been only six weeks since Addison had started at a new college, in a new city, and in a new state, and getting used to roommates was proving to be somewhat of a challenge. Especially one as liberated as Belle.

Addison looked in the closet mirror as she slipped into some form fitting workout pants, a tank top, and pulled her hair back into her characteristic ponytail and wondered if she would ever truly fit in with the other seven roomies. She knew she would always be close to Raya, after all they had been best friends since kindergarten, but she wasn't so sure about the others.

Since she had arrived on campus, Addison found herself trying to be everything to everyone. She tried to be the athlete to get to know Deidra better, but that seemed to backfire since she wanted to hang out with Jasmine, Belle, and Mona mostly. Addison found it a little depressing that someone she brought into the “roost” hit it off with the girls faster than she did. She became the soap watcher/updater for Tamah who was completely addicted to a new soap called Passions. Her favorite roll, as difficult as it was, had to be the schemer/goof ball which she became to try to fit in with Belle. The philosopher, or at least thinker, was the persona she took on to fit in with Jasmine and Narissa. With Mona, Addison had no clue where to begin and mostly felt uncomfortably awkward. These girls had known each other for at least a whole year before Addison came into the picture, and finding her place hadn't been easy.

Addison was putting her tennis shoes on when Belle walked back into the room. The blue towel was wrapped around her blond hair, turban style. The shower had done a number on the remnants of her makeup from the previous day. Addison had learned she could count on the raccoon eyed Belle to put a smile on her face each morning.

"Where are you off to this morning?"

"Jogging. Do you want to come?"

"As fun as that sounds, I have to be at work by 10:30." Belle worked at Lone Star Steakhouse which fit right in with her interest in country music and her hyper activity.

"How long are you working?"

"I am covering a shift for Lacey, so I will be there till close. Bring on the tips."

"Hope you do well," Addison said as she walked out of the room and headed toward the kitchen. Diedra was still fast asleep, her blond curls looking like a rouge cue tip sticking out of the top of Raya's plaid blanket. Mona had already left, and replacing her was Raya. She sat on the shabby blue couch in her over sized plaid flannel pajama pants, glasses on, reading her devotion. Addison smiled at her as she walked out the back door to hit the neighborhood streets.