Bill grabbed his khakis and pulled them on, bouncing on one foot. “I guess so. Let’s go see the RA.” He picked up his shirt and followed her to the elevator, admiring her slim body and bouncing, blonde ponytail. She was about his size but an altogether different shape.
In the RA’s office, he punched up his computer, made a face and said, “Nope, it’s the right room. What’s the problem?”
“She’s a girl, sir. Didn’t you notice?”
The man smiled. “So she is, but the box isn’t checked so they just read her name. Tommy, right?”
The blonde nodded. “Guess I missed that.”
“You’re on scholarship, huh, both of you are. That’s unusual.”
“So’s this,” Billy said. “Where’s she going to... " He stopped and blinked at her and licked his lips, feeling some very unusual thoughts. His penis twitched.
“Don’t have an open bed. You can give her the room and bunk in the lounge I guess. We’ll get it sorted out by the end of the week. Always some no-shows and some quitters.”
He waved them away.
Back in their room they sat on the wooden desk chairs and looked at each other. Tommy sniffed and wriggled her nose. “It’s your room. You were here first.”
He nodded. “What are you studying?”
“Physics, theoretical probably. Might change; things are always changing.”
He nodded. “I’m into particle stuff.”
“Well, we could help each other I guess.”
He nodded.
“You have a sister or anything?”
He shook his head.
“I’m an only child. I’m only sixteen.”
“Wow,” he said. “I just turned eighteen, last week. You must be smart.”
She smiled and nodded.
“You’re awful pretty.”
“Yeah,” she said. “So I’ve heard a few times.”
“I guess we could both sleep here for a few days.”
“I guess,” she said. “I mean if you’re, you know, not horny or anything.”
Two hours later they went down to the cafeteria, still taking string theory and had their supper.
They watched the news on his Blackberry and then the girl used the bathroom and put on her new flannel pajamas while he looked out the window. It was about 11:30. Billy brushed his teeth, urinated and stripped off and climbed into his bed, determined to quickly sleep, trying to ignore his lusty thoughts.
“Pretty interesting day,” she said quietly.
“Yeah. You sure were calm, I mean I’d probably be yelling and jumping up and down.”
She laughed and inhaled, smiling. “We’re both intelligent. We can work this out I’m sure.”
“I don’t think I’ll write home about it. Nobody’d believe me any way.”
“Right. You’re not on Facebook or anything are you?”
“No, that’s dumb stuff. I look at Physics Today sometimes.”
“Me too.