ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #11
Date: 6/1/2016,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... shadow blocked his light. "You Hunter?" came a voice from the shadow. The dr*nken frat boy made up the shape of a stocky guy shadowed a bit by the light. "Yup… Who’s asking?" The stranger didn't said another word as he charged the frat boy, pulling him up by his shirt collar. "Tori Vega is the love of my life," Nate said. "Well, that little bitch got fucked good, so… sucks for you, man." Nate practically growled as he pushed Hunter back, and thanks to his inebriation-fuelled clumsiness, stumbled over his own feet and fell hard, smashing his head against the hard brick of the fountain, collapsing with a thud. The muscular high school student stood over the body, breathing heavily, in shock over what he had done, but his instincts kicked in and he quickly lifted the body and dumped it into the fountain before walking away, believing he had cleared the scene. * * *October 31 10:02 pm Scott Hall Room 113 As quickly and quietly as he could, Nate slipped into the girl's dorm and made his way through the first floor, searching for Tori's room. It took a few seconds to makes sense of the labyrinth of rooms, but eventually he made it and with a little help from a credit card, he was inside. Nate was less than pleasantly surprised to see that Kelly had taken over the room basically, with her stuff filling 80% of the room. The sharply dressed Texan found a shirt of Tori's that was really nice, but with a sniff, he realized that it now smelled like pot. ...
... The same could be said of the other clothes he picked up and smelled, and after the 5th piece of clothing, he was pissed. And so his decision had completely been made. Nate had every intention of finding where Beck's room was and poisoning the handsome teen's d**g stash, which he knew he would find if he looked, but his anger toward Kelly reached a higher and higher peak, and so he decided that maybe it might hurt Beck worse if his girlfriend were the one to suffer. It took less than 30 seconds to find Kelly's stash, and with a zip-lock bag of crushed up daffodils that grew around the house, he poured its con-tents into the supply and mixed it up as best he could. Once the deed was done, Nate reached into the back of Tori's drawers and managed to find one old t-shirt that smelled enough like Tori that he could deal with it. Tucking the shirt in his own, he slipped from the room and headed back to the party, his conscience practically clear. * * *Present Day Nate held Tori tightly, still smelling her hair long after the hug had ended. He casually followed Tori down the street, the two laughing like old times, and by the time they had reached Nate's truck, the two had already made plans to see each other again for a movie. "Nate?" Tori asked, snapping him out of his thoughts for a few second. "Yeah?" "You're a pretty great guy. You have no idea what it means to me to have someone that I can trust and count on," Tori said, showing her vulnerability again, ...