#{guest!threads:zephyr}

“i got in trouble. again. for my uniform. again,” zephyr sighed with a follow-up roll to their eyes. they sat down onto the bed of their dorm mate and blew a few stray blonde hairs from their bright eyes. “i keep saying- not my fault these pleated skirts are not for people with a thick ass, but they are just not hearing it. that or maybe the dean is just looking for an excuse to have me in there. wouldn’t surprise me. he seems like the type. he’s a dean for a catholic college after all.”

the closet door was closed shortly after the two of them had pulled themselves in. it wouldn’t be long before their classes got out and droves of college students would be roaming the halls. all the better for the moment. zephyr smiled to the other, locking the door behind them, hands pulling off the plaid tie and slipping it off the white collar of their uniform. “you’re eyes have been on my ass all day. i think someone has something they want from me,” the blonde whispered in a husk, stepping forward and daintily rubbing the other’s neck.

“i’m sorry. my parents aren’t home,” zee answered the door like that a lot. when a strange, older face appeared, the blonde knew what they were going to say. blair was hidden away in the house, the two of them just having returned home from college. they weren’t even changed out of the stereotypical catholic school girl’s uniform. “did you want me to take a message for you?”

“yoga. remind me to give you a call when i’m settled away from school and i’m in need of an instructor.” they had done it a few times, as much as the school and their parents would allow. but then came the comments from the other’s in the class. apparently yoga pants showed off too much of zephyr’s curvy form and they wanted them nowhere near lustful eyes. “pretty much. i’d love to explore more. see more. i want to be an expert before i pull my sister out. she’ll have a rougher time with it, but i know she’d enjoy it just as much as i have so far,” zephyr had no shame in smiling at taliyah at that moment. they weren’t as naive as their sister- this could end right here and now and zee would accept it. for the most part. but that didn’t mean they weren’t enjoying every bit of this. small fingers took the new drink, grazing over the fingers of the bartender as they did.

they truly weren’t sure what had possessed them to do it. the last few messages between them and their parents obviously hadn’t been the best. but they weren’t harder over the line. conversations with blair had been normal lately. whatever the reason, the college student had found themselves in a dive bar a mile away from their school, bags in hands, still fresh out of the class with the trademark plaid skirt, white button, stockings, etc. despite the unknown smells and sights as they opened the door, there was a shock of rush, a feeling of something new and dangerous in the air. using that, they stepped in and up to the bar, bright eyes up and looking at the various bottles behind the shelf.

zephyr, or zee as some of their friends called them, glanced down at their test one more time. it had the unmistakable hand writing of their teacher of having them after class. right next to the circled 100. a perfect score. something they had been working towards for a damn good reason. it was a sign in this world that they would be used freely between whomever wanted. for the evening, for more perhaps. one hand raked through the blonde hair, making sure that the play on a catholic school uniform was perfect. short, tight plaid skirt? check. white thigh highs? check. tight white button down and little tie? check. as they knocked on the door, it opened slowly and the blonde stuck their head in. “hello? i am here because of your note.”