Chapter 2

Chapter 2
This Chaper WILL HAVE; sexual scenes, a bit of swearing and nudity. Viewer Discretion Is Advised.

She looked amazing. Long tanned legs, thin, big bust and a gorgeous face. I swallowed and took a step forward, sweat breaking out on my palms. Brushing them against my jumper, I held out my hand.

'Hi, I'm Harry Simmer,' I introduced, holding out my hand. She hesitated and I watched her eyes dart over me. Her bottom lip pouted a little but then she brushed it off and grasped my hand.
'Heather Cardinal, so nice to meet you,' she answered, lowering her eye lids seductivly. I gulped and quickly sat down on the sofa. Heather sat on the other one and looked over at me.

'Would you mind answering a few questions of mine?' Heather asked. I shook my head and shivered a little. 'Are you single?'
'Yes,"
'What registra are you doing?'
'Physics'. She was silent for a few moments.
'What rooms mine,' she asked, pointing upwards.
'Up the stairs and on your right,' I answered. She sniffed and stood up.
'Oh I might be out late tonight, so don't wait up for me,' Heather then vanished up the stairs.

I stood up and staggered through to the kitchen. I looked down at my large stomach and my heart plummeted. Heather was a pretty girl and I still had a whole year of college ahead of me... Then it hit me. 'I'm going to lose weight!' I whispered to myself. My mobile bleeped, making me jump out of my skin. I read the message, 'Class In An Hour,'. I sighed, opened the front door and began the long walk to the university. 

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Physics class was okay, I didn't really make any new friends. I'm sitting on my bed just relaxing and watching Mythbusters. Heather hasn't come back yet, no that I care or anything! Oh what am I kidding, I like her, she's sweet, funny and really pretty. I heard the front door open and the sound of muffled voices and I think making out!? It was followed by stumbling footsteps up the stairs and multiple crashes into walls. Eventually, whoever it was, made it into Heather's bedroom.

Slightly concerned, I heaved myself off my bed and staggered through the bathroom. Heather had left her door to the bathroom wide open, maybe as a sign... As if. I peaked around the corner and almost gagged at what she was doing.

Her and the drama teacher Proffesser Goop were having sex on the floor! He wasn't even naked! I felt vomit rush up from the pit of my stomach and I vomited in the toilet, knocking off a plastic container on the way. Prof. Goop must of heard me, cause he stood up and stumbled to the door.

'What the fuck are you doing, perv!' he slurred in my face. His breath reaked of alchohol, he was obviously drunk. It didn't prepare me though for what happened next.

He grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me across the bathroom and back into my room.I heard Heather scream and then I hit my head on the door frame and knocked myself out, apparently. All I remember was waking up, sprawled out on the floor with a pretty face, eyes full of concern, looking down at me.

'Are you okay?' she whispered. I sat up, wincing at the pain in my head.
'I'm fine, just a head ache,' I replied, trying to sound brave. 'Why were you with the Professer?'
She sighed, 'I need better grades and thats the only way to do it,'
'I could help you study?' I offered. Heather smiled and her eyes brightened.
'I'd love that,' she murmured softly, right next to my ear. She battered her eyelids and left the room.

I fell back onto the floor and gazed out of the window. My belly wobbled a bit and I let out a snort. 'It's time to lose you!' I muttered. Heather had finally won me over with her amazing looks and personality, she wasn't a lost cause just a girl that needed help. Maybe I do still have a chance with her. I struggled back into a sitting position and pulled my cellphone out. First things first, a treadmill must be ordered, I told myself. Soon, soon I wouldn't be fat and Heather might choose me!