Dorms

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“Hey Collins, I waited for you yesterday at our usual spot, but you didn’t show up. Is everything alright?”

After she ghosted me the whole day yesterday while chatting with her boyfriend right in front of me, she expects me to act like everything’s cool? That’s what I wanted to say so badly. But instead, I said, “I was really tired from the screening.”

“Did you get in?” she asked.

“Of course I did. Did you?”

“Yessss! I did! And I’m already interviewing to be one of the fashionistas to represent our school,” she said excitedly.

I was surprised. Is she that good?

“Wow, congratulations! What about you, Jeffrey? You got in?” I asked.

“Yeah, I did. I was the first person,” he said.

Another shock. This is crazy.

“Tell us about your interview. I’ve seen some videos going around,” he added.

“Videos? What videos?” I asked.

Apparently, some guy recorded more than half of my fight in the boxing club, and it’s been gaining some traction.

“Let me see, let me see!” Aalia said, trying to get a view of the video he was showing me. But she was too short, so Jeff had to lower the phone for her. He played the video again.

“Damn, you’re strong, gee,” Jeffrey said.

“I didn’t know you could fight! I thought this fit body was just from working out. Turns out, you’re a boxer,” she said, teasing my arm and feeling my muscles.

Not gonna lie—it got me excited. Maybe she liked me after all. I mean, if she’s taken time to notice my body... I have a sleeper build, not really noticeable unless you stare intently.

My phone rang. It was Coach.

I picked up, and he informed me about a competition to select the best boxer to represent the school. The State Championship is starting in two weeks.

“That was my coach,” I told Aalia, noticing her curious look. “He wants to see if I can represent the school.”

“So you’ll be fighting?”

“Yes. As a matter of fact, tomorrow. Y’all can come watch.”

“I can’t, man,” Jeffrey said. “I’ve got music practice. The best represent the school.”

“Are we just lucky or are we actually this good?” I asked.

“Man, I think luck is the right answer. And I’ll need a lot of it—there are 50 of us competing for the same spot,” Jeff said.

“That’s crazy. I bet you’ll win.”

“We’ll see,” Jeff replied.

“I’ll come,” Aalia said. “I’m free tomorrow, and since the gym’s inside the school, it’ll be easier for me.”

“Easy? How?” Jeff looked confused. So was I.

“I’m living in the dorms now.”

“No fucking way!” I blurted.

“Why?” they both asked, confused.

“I just moved in too,” I said happily. “My dad said school was too far and the road’s dangerous. So he got me a dorm room.”

“Maybe I’ll move in too,” Jeff said, and we all laughed.

Pumm pumm—a car horn blew.

“That’s me. Gotta head home,” Jeffrey said.

We said our goodbyes.

“I think we should meet up tonight,” Aalia said out of the blue.

I didn’t say anything. I was dumbfounded.

“Or… are you busy?” she asked.

“No, no! I’m free—very freeee. I think that’ll be great,” I replied, stammering.

She smiled. “See you later, then,” she said, walking away.

She always wore gowns and a hijab, and I’d never seen how her body looked. But right now, I could see the silhouette beneath the fabric—she’s like an hourglass. Every step she took, her hips swayed, and I swear her ass jiggled a little. It made me fall for her even more.

I can’t wait for tonight.

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