A week had passed since the fight with Presley. Lucy had thrown herself into her work and bettering herself. She knew in her heart that a lot of the things Presley had said about her were true. She wanted to better her life, and maybe she’d have another shot with Presley. First, she would start bettering her situation, and that started with her job and education. She had sent away for some University freebees, and a package had arrived on her door step with a sample test.
Lucy had always been pretty booksmart without having to put in much effort, she was surprised how easy it was. She was offered a small Scholarship to study medicine.
She left that following day after telling her boss she needed to take a leave of absence to further her education. Her boss assured her that when she graduated, she was welcome back with open arms. Lucy was greatful that she had such an understanding boss.
It was a beautiful campus. Rolling green hills, and sunny skies with just a hint of crispness in the air. As she drove she watched a hot air balloon in the distance. She felt a little tremor of excitment run through her body like she had just touched a live wire. This really was a huge step in the right direction for Lucy.
Her taxi dropped her off at the dorms. She was the new girl all over agian, she didn’t like that feeling…She looked around at the sea of faces and felt lonely.
Lucy felt her face turn scarlet as a hottie waved at her with a little wink. His body and his clothes screamed Jock. She had to mentally slap herself, she was here to study, not study the student body…He was cute, that was for sure, but he had that cocky stride nailed down.
“Thats Skip Taylor.” A girl in a green sweater whispered to Lucy pointing at the hottie.
“He’s here studying pre-med, but he’s a player. Watch out for him. He thinks he’s gods gift to woman.”
“Yeah, I got that impression from him too.” Lucy said shooting him a quick glance over her shoulder. She was careful to not look at him directly, that would only feed his ego.
Lucy felt her stomach drop in her shoes. She figured. He was awfully good looking, and in her experience, the good looking ones were nothing but trouble. Presley was the exception to that rule of course, but thinking of him made her heart ache.
Skip gave her a sly grin as she walked past him on the way to her new dorm room. She couldn’t help but return the smile back. He was awfully good looking, but despite his gorgeous face, he might as well had trouble stamped on his forehead, and Lucy definitly did not need any more trouble in her life.
The next few days passed in a blur. She kept busy by logging a lot of hours in the computer lab. Caffinated soda and hot pockets became her breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Coffee was her new best friend. It seemed she was always on the mad dash from one class or another.
She would study late into the night and wake up at the ass crack of dawn to start the day all over again…
On her way down to the kitchen one morning before classes she passed Skip in the hall wearing nothing but his underwear. He obviously was proud of physique, his tight boxer breifs not leaving much to the imagination. But Lucy didnt let her eyes stray, even though she sure wanted too. She wasn’t going to feed his ego. It was obviously already quite large.
“Good morning.” Was all she said grabbing her juice and brushing past him, careful not to take in an eyeful of his impressive abs.
“Lookin’ good Gallagher.” He said in a flirty tone. She blushed. Although she couldn’t afford the distraction, it was nice to have such a fine speciman of the male species flirt with her.
It was true what everyone said about him. He flirted with everyone! Even the girl who warned him about him that first day of school was not immune to his charms. She shook her head. He was such a player.
Later that night Lucy headed downstairs to use one of the dorms computers cause her roomate snored so loud she couldn’t concentrate. It was any wonder at all Lucy could even sleep most nights. Skip looked up when she entered the room and gave her a wide grin.
“Couldn’t sleep huh?” He said running his hands through his thick hair. He must use a lot of hair gel, Lucy thought. His hair really defies all logic of gravity.
“Well you couldn’t either, if your roomate snored like a buffalo during mating season.” Lucy said with a little laugh feeling her face heat up.
Skip threw back his head and laughed. “No trust me, my roomate snores too. Why do you think I’m down here at this late hour?”
“Too study?” Lucky guessed. “Finals are coming up in a few days. I figured since I couldn’t sleep I might as well do something useful.”
“I’m sure there are more interesting things we could find to do then study. You need to live it up a little Gallagher, this is College!” He leaned in close. His close proximity made her feel dizzy.
Brushing past him she grabbed an anatomy text book, and sat down and began to read it, ignoring him completely. He sat for awhile playing games on his smart phone, or texting.
Lucy wondered how he could even pass at all. She never saw him study, or crack a book once.
It was easy to keep her attraction to Skip out of her mind, and easy to stop missing Presley when she had so many classes to keep her busy. All her studying was paying off, she felt confident that she would pass her final exams.
After class that day Lucy was in a great mood. The sun was shining and she had the rest of the day off. She was going to spend that time to relax. She had been working so hard that she deserved to have one day off to relax. But when she got home she saw one of her dorm mates Tad jumping around and screaming like a woman because he had set the stove on fire!
“Someone call 911!” Lucy screamed. The dorm mates gathered, all jumping around and pulling there hair out.
Skip, having the coward trait stepped outside, and fainted from all the drama….
The city fire department was able to contain the blaze to just the floor and a little bit of surrounding smoke damage on the floor. With all the excitment over, the dorm mates disapeared leaving Lucy to clean up the mess. She sighed.
They were always doing this. Leaving dishes to rot on the tables. Lucy will clean it up!
There was no privacy. Taking a shower one night in the girls room, Skip came in, dropped trow and proceeded to give himself a sponge bath even though Lucy was standing right there towel in hand ready to take a shower.
Finally, the day of finals was upon her. She raced across the quad her loafers slapping the ground loudly. She had passed out in her bed wearing her clothes from the day before, and didn’t have time to change. She had to be confident that all her hard work was going to pay off, even though she felt like a total grease monkey.
Her results came back the next day. She passed! Lucy breathed a sigh of relief. The semester was done. She had made it!
Lucy was more then ready to go home. She packed up her things declining to stay the extra weekend for the end of the semester blowout held by the University. Lucy liked to party as much as the next Sim, but she was missing home. She missed her privacy and she missed Presley, even though they weren’t speaking to each other.
So, Lucy said her goodbyes. She doubted anyone would even miss her, and she was ok with that. She hadn’t really been a social queen, taking her studies very seriously, chosing to hit the books instead of the clubs.
University had been a memorable experience, and she was leaving with a lot of fond memories. As she sat back in the cab she breathed a sigh of relief as the taxi pulled away from the curb. She was going home.