Pinhole, Higher Learning
Copyright© 2024 by Fanlon
Chapter 6
I woke up excited to start the day. Today was the first day of my new life. Not really a new life, but it was the first day of my new photography class at the University of Nebraska. I couldn’t wait to find out what that was going to be like. What I was going to learn and more importantly, what and who, I was going to be taking pictures of—college girls! I couldn’t wait! I am not ashamed to say I might have dreamt about several scenarios that were incredibly stimulating involving sorority girls, lots of them, and each one of them wanted me.
In my anxiousness to start the day, I realized I woke up much earlier than I had intended. I took my time getting ready, showering, and getting dressed. I did all the normal things a high school kid did in the mornings before heading off to school. I had a bowl of Captain Crunch for breakfast and still ended up sitting on the couch for twenty minutes before Dana finally showed up.
When I saw the headlights of her Beretta, I jumped to my feet, slung my backpack over my shoulders and raced out the door.
“You need to calm down,” Dana complained, sounding still half asleep as I flopped down into the passenger seat and shut her door with a little more gusto than was traditionally required. “There is no reason to be moving that fast this early in the morning.”
“Yes, there is. Today’s my first day of my new photography class.” I smiled brightly but Dana wasn’t impressed.
“Whatever, it’s still too damned early,” Dana grumbled, putting the car in reverse, and backing out the driveway.
Dana, wearing her customary pajamas, changed in the parking lot of the high school when we got there. I am proud to say that I didn’t even look, not once.
“You didn’t even look!” Dana complained and protruded her lower lip in a childlike pout. I was confused by her reaction and gave her a look that showed as much.
“Like you said, I’ve seen it all before,” I answered matter-of-factly when she didn’t make a smart-ass comment about my sudden confusion.
“No, you have not!” Dana snapped.
“I’ve seen your...” I pointed at the first one and then the other of her now covered breasts.
“My tits?”
“Yeah, I’ve seen them before. No big deal.” I even smirked, which didn’t get the reaction I was expecting.
“Are you saying my tits are ‘no big deal?’” Dana demanded, her voice hard, and accusing.
“They ... well, they’re uh ... you know they’re—”
“That’s what I thought,” Dana cut me off and smirked. She started giggling, her chin raised high as if she were proud about getting me tongue tied and started walking towards the doors. “It’s okay to look, Josh. Just don’t stare like a creep. At least this time you don’t have to adjust your jeans.”
I blushed and sneaked a look down at my jeans. I knew nothing was happening down there, not enough for it to show anyways, but I still checked, just to be sure.
The school day started like any other day. The halls filled with students, some in a hurry to get where they were going while others procrastinated for as long as possible at their lockers or in groups before heading off to the classrooms. I went to Mrs. Peterson’s classroom like normal. She smiled and gave me a nod as I entered but didn’t say anything else to me directly for the rest of the period.
After the bell rang, that’s when everything changed. All my core classes had moved, starting with my second period. They had to so I could still take the required coursework before lunch and then head to campus every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoon for the rest of the school year.
The strange thing was that on Tuesdays and Thursdays, my high school schedule ended after lunch. What I was going to do on those days, I had no idea. That was something to think about tomorrow. Today, I was going to be a college student ... who got a ride to class from his mom. Not exactly cool, but no one was going to pay attention to how I got there.
I was lucky enough to get to have lunch with Laura and Dana. Adam had somehow talked Dana and Laura into joining us, which I wasn’t really fine with, but said I was when I was asked if it would be cool with me if he joined us. Initially I thought that meant he would eat a few slices of pizza with us like he normally would. I was surprised when it was the four of us heading to Burger King in Dana’s car.
The issue there was simple, her car as always filthy and today was no different. We could get around that by having Laura sit in my lap in the front passenger seat. I wasn’t going to have Adam sit in my lap. That meant he got to sit in the back seat, which wasn’t much of a seat if you’ve ever been inside of a Chevrolet Beretta.
“Where am I supposed to sit?” Adam complained, looking at the random paper bags, Coke cans and discarded clothes piled in the back seat.
“You wanted to come with us, figure it out.” Dana shrugged.
“Do you have a trash bag at least?”
“Sure, one second.” Dana smiled and hurried to the trunk.
She did indeed have trash bags back there, as well as a small toolbox and jumper cables, amongst other things.
“Here, this should work,” Dana said, offering Adam a huge black trash bag.
He took it but remarked, “You can at least help, it’s your car.”
“You don’t have to come with us,” Dana fired back as she leveled a hard glare at Adam.
I knew what that look meant and kept my mouth shut and watched the exchange. Adam said something under his breath, but I couldn’t make it out. Dana just stood there, her arms folded across her chest as she watched Adam stuff handful after handful of trash into the plastic bag.
I was going to stand there and wait, but it was obvious that if I didn’t help, we wouldn’t have enough time to go eat and get back before the next class started. With that in mind, I moved to the other side of the car and started helping Adam fill up the trash bag and before long, the back seat was clear enough to fit two people. The car wasn’t clean, not by any stretch of the imagination, but it was straightened up enough, barely.
“Are you ready?” Mom asked as I climbed in the van.
“Yep!” I grinned like it was Christmas morning as I buckled my seat belt. “This is going to be so much fun.”
Mom laughed at my obvious excitement, shaking her head slightly from side to side as she shifted the van into gear and pulled away from the school’s loading zone.
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