My Second Week

CJ's pov

Mondays always made me sick. Who am I kidding I hated every fucking day of the week and nothing made it more fucked up than the fact that I was at college.

It wasn't Highschool, finally got my ass out of that hell hole.

It was just my second week in college and I was already thinking of when I would be out of here as well. Unlike every new comer I was already frustrated.

I had plans for my life at this college, I'm going to make a name for myself either its the school's bitch or the class nerd I didn't give a fuck but I'm sure you have an idea. I'm going to make sure no one messes with me, Never again.

I got out of my slick red Porsche and grabbed my art supplies. Walking into the school was easy because I know the drill, people would stare. Why? Because I'm gorgeous. And I dress really well. Just because I don't give a damn about anyone doesn't mean I should dress like shit to try to prove my point.

I was walking like a bad ass until someone decided to bump into me which made me land on my ass and obviously dropping my supplies.

"Oh I am so sorry" he said "That was totally my fault"

"Obviously " I said

"I am really sorry " he said offering her his hand to lift me off the ground.

I slapped his hand away and got up myself "Next time look where you're fucking going"

"Yeah I'm so sorry" he packed my supplies and handed them to me. "I'm Nathan" he said offering me a hand shake.

"Like I give a fuck" I said then walked away. My second week and some dumb ass is already on my nerves.

I ended up getting late to painting class, I know I'm supposed to be a bitch about it and not care but I also plan on being the best student there, so when I'm bitchy no one would think to use my grades against me. "Fuck it" I told myself then walked in.

"Miss Dunbar, glad you could finally join us. Here at Prenton University we don't deal well with tardiness.

Take a seat next to Mr. Michaelson" referring to the guy who sat at the back. "So class, as I was saying, welcome to Prenton University, the school of Art. As you all know we also have Prenton University the school of Science, the school of Technology and so on. In this college we only deal with making our students comfortable with showcasing their artistic talents. There are different courses like Theater Art, Photography, Performance Art, and so on. Why you chose Fine Art, which is under the Visual Art category, is what I wish to know. Anyone? Miss Dunbar? And please don't give me the because I love painting and drawing speech"

"No sir, not only do I love painting and drawing but I dream of painting the world in my perspective. How's that for an answer?"

"Beautiful" he said, I could tell from now on he was going to treat me differently. "So moving on. In this class I want your imaginations to run wild, so the theme I want painted on your canvas is how you see your life at this college. The overalls are at the corner so get started"

I had to admit the idea was brilliant I guess the people at this school do know what they are doing. I brought my own overall, it was dark blue and was fitted perfectly to my body and short too. Yeah I like attention.

"Oh, that's hot" said the boy I sat next to.

"Fuck off, fuck boy" I said to him. All he did was laugh.

His name was Cole Michaelson, at least that's what it says on his Art supplies.

He was good looking. Almost as good looking as Nathan. Wait, why the fuck do I remember his name. Cole had Blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a tall lean figure. And that smirk was a major turn on.

"Nice to meet you too" he looked at my supplies "CJ, it has a nice ring to it. The hot girl named CJ, I like it" he added paint to his work "How has your 2 weeks at this Prestigious University been?"

"I think you mean Prenton University, the school of Art" I said with my best Mr. Robinson impression. Making both of us laugh.

"Sorry, my mistake".

"My first week really sucked, and I think the second week might just be worse" he smiled at me "Yours?" I don't know why I was still talking to him, usually I would just ignore any guy who starts a conversation the way he did.

"Well mine wasn't too bad, I got all my friends here" he said.

I don't really like making friends but there's this one person who seems to have made a permanent hole in my heart. I know how cheesy it sounds but it's true. Nicole. You can't imagine the kind of person she must be for her to have me as a friend. No, she isn't the blonde, social media queen or the total air head like they portray the bitch's best friend in movies.

"I can introduce you to my friends if you introduce me to yours" he offered.

"No thanks, I've got all the friends I need or friend" I corrected "And I doubt she would be into you, besides I don't plan on making friends"

"Everyone is into me" he said with that smirk on his face "Don't worry my friends are cool, I think you would really like them"

"Like isn't really in my vocabulary" I said adding more red paint to my canvas.

"I've never met anyone like you before"

"I could say the same thing, I don't think I have ever had a longer conversation with a guy without getting the urge to kick him in the balls" he laughed but I wasn't joking.

"Glad I could last this long" then I laughed. He actually seemed nice, for a boy this handsome he's meant to be a total ass hole. Then I looked at his painting when he made the finishing touches. The painting illustrates a bunch of girls dressed in different clothing, some not dressed at all, standing outside a door with the numbers 230, which I'm guessing is his dorm number.

'Boys will be boys' I thought to myself.

"I like your painting" he commented. I painted a finger lifting the school. Yeah it looked awesome.

"Thanks, I have no comments for yours though" lifting mine and walking to submit it, a few seconds later he joined me at the teacher's table to also submit his.

"These look good guys" Mr. Robinson comments "You should go get ready for your next class"

Some of the others were still working on theirs, while the rest of us took off our overalls and left with our supplies. We walked over to our cars at the parking lot. I wanted to introduce him to Raiden, my car but I just met the dude. I'll save that for later.

We walked back into the building both heading for site seeing class.

"So tell me about your friend" Cole said.

"Her name is Nicole, she's under the Performance Art category studying Dance, she has long curly hair, hazel eyes, beautiful dark skin, short legs, she's fun, a bit shy and crazy once you get to know her"

"Wow, you really know your friend"

"Well, we've known each other since forever, the least I could do is master her features and behavior"

"Suddenly I feel like I don't even know my friends at all"

"Don't feel bad, Nicole and I are just really close"

"Okay, tell me about your room mates"

"I already told you about Nicole, there's Asher and Imogene"

"Asher? Asher Withmore?"

"Not too sure, but she's got an afro, dresses all dark and mysterious. Like a goth."

"Yeah, that's definitely Asher. And she's your room mate?"

"Yeah, and then there's Imogene, she's not bad to look at and she seems like a bitch. She's got wavy hair and seems wild considering the fact that wen I first got here she ran out of the dorm room in a bikini shouting 'who wants some'"

"She sounds fun" he said with an approving smile. Perv.

"Well I don't like her very much. This morning when I was done dressing she gave me this irritated look"

"Really? I don't see anything wrong with what you're wearing"

"I asked her to fix her face before I fix it for her"

"What did she say?"

"The bitch didn't say anything"

"She's probably used to it"

"Yeah, probably"

"Well, Asher isn't like that, you'll need some time to get to know her"

"I don't really care, as long as she doesn't get in my way"

We got to the door of our next class, where we were stopped by a casually dressed man. He waited for the rest of the students before he started his own speech.

"Hello class, I'm Mr. Collins. I would be your site seeing guide. You see site seeing isn't really a course but an adventure, we would be visiting different places both inside and outside the country. We would also be joined by the Photography and Architecture students. I have a list of the people who signed up for this course, since today is our first class we would stay on school's grounds. Let's move out"