My College Years Part 22

By Corbin

How life tests the endurance, patience, and sometimes faith of one young 
Woman.
 
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I love the summer...actually I love all the seasons, but my friends 
sometime complain that it's too hot outside...YEAH!!! I wish it was hotter...I 
love the heat.
 
Speaking of hot weather, the thing that makes me feel the sexiest is my 
dolphin pro-back suit. Huh? What's that? It's a one piece swimsuit goof 
balls. It's not lined :) but that's okay.
 
I simply cannot explain eloquently enough how wonderful it feels to swim 
or lounge in the hot-tub after a workout, ohhhh muuuyyy gawwwdddd...that one 
piece suite, I love the feel against my skin and because there is no lining it 
sticks to my torso like a second skin, the dark blue enhances my abs, ahhhhh the 
lingering stairs. Hey, I work damn hard for this body so if I show it off now 
and again, so be it.
 
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Well, for the rest of the day everything was going quite well, until later that 
evening...
 
"What?" I snapped in an agitated tone, nothing polite, just a swift 'what?'
 
"Just me." came the meek reply on the other side of the door. Hmmm, it 
was Sharon and her tone had a little somberness to it, now my curiosity 
was peaked. God what a contrast in appearance, Sharon dressed up in her 
black short dress and heels, then there was me, well, me standing there 
looking like I had just showered, wearing one of my soccer jerseys and a 
pair of grey sweats. How's that for a sexy image?
 
"Hey Sharon, what brings you..." I was trying to ask when I was forced to 
take a startled step back into the room as Sharon brushed passed me.
 
"We need to talk." and the brunette ran her fingers thru her hair, up and 
over her left and right ears nervously, looking up from the ground into my 
hazel eyes, a pair of eyes that had just a glint of irritation.
 
"What's that look for?" Sharon said defensively. God what a brat, she 
barges in and then gets defensive, gheesh.
 
"Well, you just barge right in." I huffed, waving her left hand from the 
direction of the door towards where Sharon stood, my gesture conveying 
one of disrespect on Sharon's part. Yeah, that told her off, humph that 
will teach her, yeah right!
 
"I used to live here too, you know, remember!" Sharon pointed to the 
empty bed on her right.
 
"USED TO, are the two key words to remember Sharon." I shut the door 
firmly. "Look, I'm sorry Sharon, I don't want to fight I'm just..." I 
shrugged and took a couple of steps towards my bed and sat down. I did 
that allot when arguing, I always felt that sitting down was a good way to 
disarm a potentially volatile situation.
 
"We need to get allot of stuff in the open, so if you want to say 
something, angry or not that's fine, because I'm fed up with this tension 
that's between us." Sharon swept her right hand from left to right as if 
cutting the very air in front of her.
 
I looked up just a little stunned at Sharon's directness, more so in the faint 
quiver now moving over the bottom of Sharon's lip, "Well look Sharon, I 
know we've..." I took a deep breath, "...we've not had a lot of time together."
 
"No time!" Sharon snapped.
 
"We'll look, it's not my fault!" I looked up angrily and then quickly looked 
away, "Sorry" I moaned. Ah fuck, there I go apologizing again, I always 
do that, I don't like fighting with Sharon as she is really a soft, sweet 
caring person and she always has my back.
 
"Don't be sorry damn it!" Sharon took a step in closer, her voice raising, 
"I'm pissed off at you, at me and this whole situation."
 
"Stop yelling." I looked up, another glint of irritation in my eyes.
 
"Or what?" Sharon placed her hands on her hips, to which I just looked 
away and nervously clasped my fingers together in front of me, 
periodically wringing them together. 

Sharon watched me, studied me when I suddenly looked up at her, "You don't think 
I've missed you too?" The glistening in my eyes and blushing of emotion in my 
face caught Sharon totally off guard. A tell tail crack in my voice was there as 
well, but then in total frustration I started to shut it all down emotionally as 
my blonde head turned away to take several deep, calming breaths.
 
"Look at me." Sharon leaned down and forcibly cupped my cheeks trying to pull my 
head around, but when I didn't want to do something physical it was next to 
impossible to make me. Finally, I relinquished my resistance and my head tilted 
up still in Sharon's grasp, but I artfully dodged eye contact.
 
"I've missed you too." Sharon voice came down to something a little softer 
and then her grip slowly eased slipping away from my cheeks, slowly rising back 
to her full 5' 8" height.

"We'll thanks Sharon, I know you mean it, but..." I lowered my head while 
running my fingers thru my hair, "...don't you have to get back to your 
party or whatever you took time out from to come over and deliver this 
little speech." I just sat looking down at my bare feet, curling my toes 
nervously waiting for Sharon to explode at that sarcastic comment. But 
their was nothing, just dead silence and I slowly looked up just to make 
sure Sharon was still there. She was alright, just standing with her hands 
to her sides as tears streamed down her cheeks, tears that had not been 
there a few seconds before.
 
Sharon took a deep breath and a sob came out as she went to try and speak, 
"Fine..." She choked back on her anger and sadness, "...fine you want to hurt 
me, hang me out to dry?"
 
"You're the one that moved out!" I snapped, jabbing my finger at Sharon's 
empty bed as my face glowed red with angry emotion, much in the same way a 
lawyer in court singles out a critical piece of evidence. It wasn't even a 
conscious decision, but the next thing I knew I was leaning forward to stand up.
 
"Well why didn't YOU say something!" Sharon yelled back and quickly 
stepped in pushing on my shoulder, forcing me to sit back down. My eyes grew 
wide with a bit of shock and dismay, Sharon had never gotten physical in one of 
our arguments before, maybe playing around when we've wrestled but not while 
arguing, it took on a whole new meaning. 'Well, we've never really had anything 
this bad before' I thought. 

"What the fuck! Why did you do that?" I looked up defensively, referring to 
the shove against my shoulder as I adjusted my butt back towards the edge of the 
bed. 'I'll give Sharon credit for one thing, she is one damn spunky girl and not 
afraid to get in anyone's face when she felt compelled to.'
 
"Because! Because!..." Sharon stuttered in a huff, her face and voice 
flustered, "We need to get this out in the open and I am getting fed up with 
you holding back on me!" Sharon stomped her right foot, "And if I have to 
kick your ass to get you open up to me then so be it!" 'Sharon was always 
threatening to kick-my-ass, she never followed thru on it, but it was her way of 
maintaining some dominance in our friendship....another odd aspect that slowly 
developed over the years. That was just who she was, she liked bossing people 
around, making threats, that was just her style and I never took it personal but 
others did and understandably so.'
 
"What do you want me to say? Tell me! What am I going to say now that will make 
it all better?" I yelled back and suddenly bolted to her feet before Sharon 
could push me back down and started making small pacing steps, that nervous kind 
of pacing that one does to relieve tension.
 
"Tell me that you want me to stay!" Sharon demanded and decided to take a step 
in, giving me a little less maneuvering room. I froze with a look of shock at 
how 'in your face' Sharon was now getting. 
 
"Sharon look, we both make choices to pursue things in life and sometimes it's 
going to pull us apart and then..." 
 
"Then what?" Sharon jumped in, "Don't you think our friendship is more 
important?" Sharon pleaded.
 
"Do you?" I angrily snapped again, "You're the one so busy, busy, busy 
with your stupid Sorority and whatever..." I flipped my hand at Sharon as 
if I had enough and turned to my left as if she was going to walk out the 
door.  But Sharon leapt in front of me and slammed her palm against the 
door, just in case she thought I might try and leave.
 
"Oh no you don't!" Sharon hissed.
 
"Oh please...I'm not going to leave, so stop with the drama." I cocked an 
eyebrow.
 
"Well, I wasn't sure" Sharon sighed and slowly removed her hand from the 
door. "But look, I'm here to try and fix things since you won't come to 
me. " Her voice wavered with emotion and leaned her head forward until it was 
but a few inches from mine.
 
"I've missed you too Sharon, but I'm not going to beg and plead for you to 
stop what you're doing just to spend time with me. That wouldn't be fair to 
you, regardless of how I feel about your parties and Sorority stuff." I shrugged 
and leaned my right shoulder against the wooden door, my head tilted soon after 
to rest. It's true, I despised the giddy/goofy/Sorority-Fraternity world.
 
It wasn't the angry tide of emotion that caused me to finally tear up, but the 
way Sharon's face suddenly lit up with that infectious smile of hers. For 
whatever reason I felt at peace and could even recall that it was so reminiscent 
of the look Sharon had given me when we were on the field back in High School. 
Sharon quickly reached out and pulled me in close, "Come here" Sharon whispered, 
and tilted her head to kiss my tear stained cheek.

"I'm sorry" Sharon sighed and lost her composure and took me by the hand or to 
my bed. Sharon kept my right hand clasped within her left while patting and 
stroking my arm and fingers. "We're still friends, you're still my best friend." 
Sharon pulled my hand up and kissed the back of it. "And I hope you still think 
of me that way as well?" But a lingering crack in her voice reveled she was 
still emotional as well as a bit unsure, feeling as if she had been replaced 
by Nikki.
 
I smiled and looked up, "Of course I still think of you as my best friend." 
'Uhhh, that wasn't the total truth, Nikki and I were really close at this time 
and I knew in my heart that the two would never function together socially, 
their personalities were so at odds with one another, so I was torn. Stupid huh, 
I sat there making amends with Sharon while contemplating a future tragedy; that 
I was going to have to let one of them go.'
 
"Great, then we need to start making time for one another. Because honestly, 
fuck school, boyfriends and whatever, this is the most real thing I've ever had 
in my life and nothing will get in the way of it again." Sharon smiled.
 
"Until the next Sorority Party needs to be planned." I grinned and couldn't 
resist the taunt.
 
"Oh, ha...ha...ha..." Sharon mocked, faking a look of hurt.
 
"Just kidding" I sighed as Sharon teasingly bumped her left shoulder into 
my right.
 
"Seriously, it means so much to have you come by and talk." I pulled my right 
hand free from Sharon's grasp and wrapped it around her back. Sitting together, 
we clung to one another for several more seconds, simply enjoying the silent 
moment of reconciliation. 
 
"Oh well, stupid pride you know?" Sharon moaned.
 
"I know" I replied, "But I really didn't want to bother you because you looked 
like you were so happy with how everything was going".
 
"Thanks," Sharon sighed, "But what it did to our friendship wasn't worth any of 
it".
 
"It hurt pretty bad for a awhile, I didn't mean to ignore you or blow you off 
but it was the only way I could cope." I said.
 
"Oh sweetie" Sharon's face winced like she might cry again and pulled away, 
gently stroking my cheeks, "Why oh why didn't you call me sooner?"
 
"I dunno, I think I just wanted prove I could stand on my own you know, after 
having such a hard time fitting in the first few weeks." I shrugged with 
a smile and that was the first time I ever admitted that, the fact that I was 
struggling to find my niche in school.
 
"And look at you now, my god! You're on the Soccer team, academically stellar 
and dating one of the hottest guys on campus, seems like your taking over!" 
Sharon smiled broadly, her blue eyes lighting up with pride. I blushed and 
smiled form ear to ear and spontaneously kissed Sharon's right cheek in 
appreciation, but paused for an uncomfortable second. Was Sharon a little 
freaked out? She did suddenly pull back some, and I thought Sharon looked a bit 
nervous. It was just the emotional heightened state, that's what made my 
friendly kiss on the cheek feel more then it probably was. 'Yes, that's it, just 
high emotions, nothing romantic here' I told myself. 'Yeah you can tell yourself 
that all day long but I knew I was treading on dangerous ground here. I mean 
what the fuck? I have a boyfriend! I need to just focus on him, yeah focus, 
focus, have to focus. But damn the hint of Victoria Secret scented bath oil on 
her neck and cheek, her hair and makeup. The tan skin...god dammit! What the 
fuck?!' My eyes were blinking and sweat was rolling down my face, 'You don't 
look at your best friend this way! Shit I'm messed up in the head, now you're 
looking at Sharon funny? First Nikki...NOW Sharon?! I'm doomed, you're bisexual,  
no I'm not, yes you are....' oh no I'm arguing with myself in my head now.



  
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