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Better Study Habits (Parts 1-4)
by Vanessa White
Travis packed the last of his few possessions into his car and then gave
his buddy Jonas a hug.
"Dude, I can't believe I'm moving out of the Party Zone. Two of the best
years of my life, bro."
"I know, bro. But you still have a key. You know we'll be here for you
whenever you want. But if you get kicked out of school, that would be
really shitty. It's for the best, dude. Get your grades up, move back
in. We still got two more years."
And that was the long and short of it. Travis had spent the last two
years at university doing nothing but partying. His grades were
terrible. He had no self-control, no discipline whatsoever. His parents
told him he had one more semester to get his grades up....or else no more
money for school from them.
So, in an attempt to restrict himself from temptation, Travis was moving
into a house a little ways off campus with two girls, Karen and Rachel.
He had seen an ad at the student union for a male roommate to live with
two girls off-campus and he thought that might be the ticket for him. He
could be far enough away from the temptations of the central campus party
scene.
He met the girls once and took a tour of the house and he was more or
less sold. The girls were nice enough, and though both somewhat
attractive in a modest way, neither one were at all close to what you'd
call a party monster. They both seemed kind of square and very focused
on studying. And though that was counter to his normal living situation,
for this predicament he found himself in, that was exactly what he was
looking for.
The house was the exact opposite of the Party Zone Casa. It was
extremely clean and well furnished and there was no mistaking that girls
live there. There were lots of flowers and plants and art on the walls
with pictures of girls in dresses sitting outside European cafes.
But Travis was happy that he was going to have his own room for the first
time in two years at school. He was moving into this girl Nicole's room
while she was spending a year abroad as an exchange student. Even though
it was as girly as the rest of the house....at least he would never have
to worry about Jonas stumbling into his bed drunk in the middle of the
night.
Karen was there to let him in when he got there with his stuff. Karen
was a junior and she was studying art history. She was a very stylishly
dressed girl with a short bob hairstyle. She wore lots of black eye
makeup and bordered on having a goth look.
"Hey, there roomie!" she said as she opened the front door. "Do you need
help with your stuff?"
"Nah....I don't have much. Just some clothes and my books. I am leaving
most of my other stuff at the old house. I'll probably be going back
there next semester."
Karen smiled at that. "Yeah, probably." Then she yelled up the stairs,
"Rachel....Travis is here!"
After a couple of seconds, Rachel came down the stairs. Rachel was....
different. Travis thought to himself, "I have never met a girl who wears
more jewelry and girly shit than her." She was covered in rings,
necklaces, what have you. He didn't understand how she could even
concentrate on walking or studying with all that stuff hanging off her.
And she wore a ton of makeup too. He couldn't believe she took the
effort to dress like that every day.....and she didn't even look that
good. But whatever.....she seemed nice enough. And after all, he was
not there to socialize.
"Hey, dude," said Rachel, her bracelets rattling as she moved down the
stairs. "Hey, so before you move your stuff in, I just got an email from
Nicole. She said she left you a surprise in her room.....er, your room.
Anyhow, she said she remembered the day before she left, she won a
hundred bucks in the lottery. She forgot to cash it in before she left.
So, she wanted you to have it. But she won't say exactly where it is.
She's like that. She likes playing games and stuff. Anyhow, it's
somewhere in her room. She says you have permission to hunt for it."
Travis laughed. "Yeah, okay. I'll see about that when I get a second."
He just wanted to move his stuff in and then get back over to the Party
Zone later that night. He had a couple more days before classes started
and there was going to be a raging party tonight.
He dragged his stuff into the room and flopped on the bed. He thought it
was pretty ridiculous that he was going to be spending the whole term in
such a girly room. But he had to admit it was the most comfortable bed
he'd been on in a long time, probably ever. The comforter was like
purple or lavender, but really soft and warm. He just lay there for like
ten minutes and took it all in. After a while, he felt really relaxed.
He had been having some concerns about going a bit crazy living away from
his buddies and with these lame chicks, but laying there on the comfort
of the bed made him feel okay about it.
"Not the end of the world, dude," he told himself. "Get your shit
together....and get out of here. You can do it."
He came out into the living room to find Rachel and Karen putting pink
flowery covers on their textbooks. The thought of taking the time to do
something like that had never even crossed his mind.
"Big party here, I see," Travis said, trying to break the ice.
"Yeah, that's us," chuckled Karen. "We're not that exciting."
"Tell me about it," he thought to himself. Then he said, "So, I'm
heading back to my old house for the night. We're....er uh....they're
having a party. I probably won't be back till tomorrow. You guys got
big plans for the night?"
Rachel said, "Nope, just probably gonna drink some hot chocolate and
watch a movie. Like Karen said, we're not that exciting. But tomorrow,
I'm definitely gonna go shopping all day.....no homework and all."
"I might wash my hair and color it. That's about it for me." She
grinned. "Welcome to the Karen and Rachel show!"
"Cool," he said instinctively. "Well, okay then have fun with all that.
See you tomorrow."
They both smiled happily and waved good-bye. It seemed to Travis like
they were really happy to have a guy around for a change. He was
probably the first one that set foot in the house in a while.
Part Two
It was getting to be about that time in the night when the hours seemed
like minutes. Travis had done about 6 shots of Jagermeister and probably
had about twice as many cups of beer. He was feeling good. All his boys
were here.....Jonas, Big Brad, Mattie D., all those guys. It was a great
night.
This chick Wendy was here too. He had fucked around with her last year
at another party and she was looking even better now. Travis could tell
she was looking to pick up where we left off. He kept trying to figure
out where he was going to nail her now that he didn't have his own bed in
the house anymore.
The music was on real loud....they were playing a lot of Van Halen....a
lot of the old shit. Did he just make out with Wendy???? It's hard to
tell. Maybe he was just imagining it. The time was slipping on
by.....the room was spinning.....
The sun was now up and he's got that cottonmouth thing going. What time
is it? Maybe one or two in the afternoon? Big Brad is still passed out.
There's some chick walking around picking up bottles.
He needed some food. He put his shoes on and went down to the falafel
stand on the corner. He ordered two falafel sandwiches and gobbled them
down in record time. He felt like shit. He needed to get to a bed.
He drove back to my new house and Karen was there in the living room
watching television and reading. He flopped down on the other couch as
fast as he could. He couldn't even make it into the bedroom.
"Hi Travis. Ohhhh, you look like you had an interesting night," she said
in a friendly tone.
"Yeah, sorry. I know I don't look so great right now. I went overboard.
I just need to rest."
Before he knew it, she was sitting right next to him and she began
scratching his head softly. If there was an instant that he found that
to be a tad weird, it quickly disappeared because of how good it felt.
"Ohhhh, poor baby. You shouldn't feel so bad. Doesn't this feel good
at least?"
He shut his eyes and drank it in, it felt so good. So warm, so tingly up
and down his body. Her nails felt incredible as they lightly massaged
his scalp. "Oh.....yeah.....wow, Karen. That's really something."
"Doesn't it feel good to have your head scratched? That's what these
long nails are for. It feels sooooo good doesn't it? My mom used to do
this to my sister and me. Sometimes Rachel and I do it for each other.
Don't tell her I told you that though."
"My lips are sealed. Oh....don't stop. That's incredible." Travis
could smell her perfume as well and it was kind of turning him on. He
was just feeling so.....relaxed and peaceful. Within a few minutes he
forgot he was hungover.
"Yessssss, shhhhhhhh," she purred. "Maybe you should move into your new
bed? It's really comfortable. You can sleep it off."
"Oh, but I don't want you to stop.....this feels so good." He could
barely speak. He couldn't believe how good this was making him feel.
"Nope, let's get you to bed. Nicole's bed is sooooo comfortable. You
know you just want to get under that soft lavender comforter and just
drift off......"
"You've got a point there," Travis muttered. He slowly stood up and made
his way into the room. He looked at Karen and asked, "That was
incredible though. I might be asking you to do that again."
"No problem, anytime," she said softly. He was beginning to think there
was a side to her that maybe was a little more than met the eye. Seconds
later he was flopped down on the world's most comfortable bed and asleep
before he knew it.
He slept for about two hours. After he awoke, he just lay there
spreading out under the covers and feeling the warmth and softness. Then
he remembered what Rachel had said about a hundred dollar lottery ticket
being hidden somewhere in the room. He thought to himself, "What the
hell? Why not? If it's really here somewhere, then I gots me some extra
scratch."
He stood up and surveyed the room. There were a couple of dressers. One
had a bunch of perfume bottles and boxes on top. The other had a vase of
flowers and then a rack from which a huge collection of necklaces hung
down, and more boxes. He decided to start looking through the boxes.
As he suspected, it was just an endless collection of rings, earrings,
bracelets, more necklaces. "What was it with these girls and their
fascination with jewelry???" he thought to himself. Rachel and Nicole
seemed as if they were competing against one another.
Nicole seemed to be into pearls....and butterflies. Lots of both. "But
seriously, how much money had she spent on this crap? Probably
thousands. Imagine how much beer you could buy instead!!!!" he thought
as he continued to paw through her collection.
He started rummaging through the drawers. Bras, panties, socks, shirts,
pants, skirts, sweaters. Lots of pink. Lots of black. Lots of red.
No lottery ticket.
He then moved to the other dresser. More boxes. More jewelry. Lots of
silver. This girl must have had a hundred rings. Twice as many
bracelets. Next he went through her makeup, opening and closing the
makeup containers. "Good Lord, if she left all this behind, what did she
take with her to study abroad?" thought Travis.
Next, he moved into the closet. She had a billion pairs of shoes. He
went through all of them. No lottery ticket.
Then onto the endless sea of hanging clothes. Tops, blouses and a ton of
dresses. He went through every pocket. It seemed like it took forever
there was so much silky, flowery fabric. But no dice.
Exasperated, he laid back again on the bed. Then he noticed on one of
the dressers, there was a small picture frame, with a picture of the
three of them together, Nicole, Rachel and Karen. They were all hugging
and smiling. It was sickeningly cute. He didn't know why, but he had
this feeling that if he looked between the cardboard backing and the
actual picture.......
Sure enough there it was. An Illinois Lottery ticket.....and a
handwritten note, in typical girly cursive handwriting:
"Travis. Have a great semester and take care of my girls for me.
Welcome to the family! If you get cold at night, don't be shy about
bundling up in one of my sweatshirts. They're soooooo warm. LOL! JK!
Anyway, don't spend all this money in one place! Nicole."
His head was still reeling from the scavenger hunt through the girliest
room in existence. He put his shoes on and grabbed the ticket and
headed out the door. Rachel and Karen were both in the living room now.
Rachel was showing off her bounty from her shopping spree to Karen.
"Hey Travis," she said. "Isn't this dress sooooooo cool?" She was
holding up a black dress with flowery print on it.
"To tell you the truth, I'm all dressed out. I just went through an
entire department store in there......to find this!" He held up the
lottery ticket boastfully.
"Oh cool, you found it!" giggled Rachel. "Are you going to cash it in?"
"Yup. I'll probably just go up to the Walgreeen's down the street. They
do lottery. And beer."
"Say.....since you're going to be over there, can you do me a big favor?
And if it's too weird for you, don't worry about it. But I forgot to
pick up some things I need. I need some mascara, liquid eyeliner and
some nail polish remover. I can write down the brands I am looking for.
You don't mind going to pick up things like that for me.....unless you'll
be embarrassed."
He thought about it. "I have a hundred reasons to not be embarrassed.
No problem."
"Cool! I'll write them down real quick for you," said Rachel.
While she did that, Karen asked, "Doesn't Nicole have such awesome
taste? I love her style. Don't be surprised if I come in there from
time to time and borrow her stuff." She giggled.
Rachel handed Travis her shopping list and then he headed out the door.
When he got to the Walgreen's, the first thing he did of course was
collect his hundred dollars. Next he went and picked up a case of Bud
Light and some pretzels. Finally, he went over to the cosmetics aisle
and, after checking to see if anyone was watching him, he picked up a
Maybelline Ultra Lash mascara, a bottle of Sally Hansen polish remover
and some black Revlon liquid eyeliner. When he took everything to the
checkout person, he immediately made sure to tell him the beer was for
him and the rest was for his female roommate. The guy didn't seem to
care.
He loaded everything into the car and then started the engine. Before he
pulled out of the parking lot, he noticed that he had left Rachel's
shopping list on the passenger seat. He had never even bothered to look
at it.
"Fuck," he thought. "What if I bought the wrong shit? I just grabbed
stuff without thinking." He opened the note she had given me. It read:
Sally Hansen Nail Polish Remover
Maybelline Ultra Lash Mascara
Revlon Black Liquid Eyeliner
"No way," he thought. "There's no way that just happened. I probably
glanced at the note as she handed it to me and......yeah...."
Part Three
It is the Thursday night of the first week of class. Travis is laying on
the sofa and Karen is taking a break from studying to scratch his head.
It has become a routine and he is certainly not complaining. "This feels
soooooooo good," he thought to himself ash she scratched away with her
long red nails. "I could lay here all day."
"Sooooo," she says softly in her soothing, raspy voice. "Rachel and I
were talking and we know how you are trying to improve your habits and
get your grades up this term."
"Uh huh....." Travis managed to get out. Her fingernails felt sooooo
good on his head. He was bathing in the warm fuzzy feeling he was
getting all through his body.
"It's really all about having the right discipline and the right habits.
Maybe you should start by staying in this weekend with us and getting
ahead of your work. I mean, that's what we do and it works. You'll find
you do much better if you are ahead of everyone else in your classes and
you don't procrastinate."
"Yeah, but...." he stammered, "it's only the first week of classes. I
mean....nothing is due yet. And there's a big party this weekend....."
"Shhhhh....," she said. "I know. But if you are serious about wanting
to do better, you have to believe me, this is the way to do it. I mean,
me and Rachel got all A's last term. But it doesn't happen by chance.
You have to work at it."
He thought about what she was saying. "She's got a point. But I mean,
this was only the first week of class!"
Travis said, "I appreciate your concern, Karen. I really do. But I
gotta get my partying in when I can before I really get busy with
school."
"Shhhhh," she said again. "Doesn't this feel sooooo good, my long
fingernails on your scalp. So tingly and warm."
"Oh yeah," he said, closing his eyes.
"Stay in this weekend. It's for the best. I'll scratch your head like
this whenever you want. And it's not like we'll be studying the whole
time. We'll probably make hot chocolate and popcorn on Saturday and
watch some movies.....put on our warm pink pajamas......"
"Mmmm," he said mindlessly. "I'll think about it. Maybe you're right.
Maybe I should be a little stricter on myself and not always do whatever
I want. I guess it does make sense that I could be ahead of the game
if......"
He caught himself. What the hell was he saying? This wasn't him!!!!
"Ahead of the game???? Who the hell wants to be ahead of the game when
they can be on the receiving end of a beer bong?????", he thought to
himself.
He just lay there silent from that moment and let her continue to scratch
away. It felt sooooo good. But deep down, he felt like he needed to re-
evaluate what was happening here.....he wasn't thinking like himself.
Part Four
Travis was sitting right next to Jonas in their History lecture and they
were texting each other.
JONAS: Dude, we got 4 kegs tonight....possibly 5 if Brandon comes
through
TRAVIS: Sweet!
JONAS: I also got some kind bud. Come over before shit gets going and
we'll smoke!
TRAVIS: Sounds good, bro, but I'm gonna do a little reading at home
first. Part of my rehabilitation.
JONAS: Sucks, dude. But I understand. Just don't front on the party.
TRAVIS: No way, bro. Party Zone 4eva!!!!!
A couple hours later Travis was back at his new house. It was 5 p.m. He
figured if he could get in a couple of chapters of Economics, that should
do it. He was proud of himself. He had never even thought about
studying at any point of a Friday before.
He sat on the couch and tried to concentrate on the pages in front of
him. But minutes would go by and he'd be stuck on the same paragraph.
He just kept thinking about how high he could be getting right now and
how much fun it was just to get crazy with his boys.
The front door opened and Rachel came strutting through, with a couple of
shopping bags. As usual her bracelets were audible clanking around from
100 feet away, and he could hear the click of her boot heels on the
steps, so he already knew it was her.
"Oh, hey Travis!" she said when she saw him. "I like what I see. You
getting your study on and it's Friday night....yeah!"
"Trying," he said. "I've been sitting here for a half hour and I've only
read two pages."
"Well you have all night. You'll get through it."
"Well, no.....my old house is having a party. I'm actually going out in
a couple of hours."
Before Travis knew it, she was right next to him and her long red nails
were gently massaging his scalp. This was the first time that Rachel had
done this and the feeling was like when Karen did it....times ten. The
waves of tingling warm pleasure immediately started coursing through him.
The clanking of her bracelets ringing like chimes in his ears.....her
perfume, so intoxicating.
"Shhhhhh," she purred. "Doesn't that feel sooooooo good?"
"Oh, man," he stammered. "What is it with you girls? I
mean......how....?"
"Don't worry about it. Just let it happen. It feels soooooo good,
doesn't it?"
It wasn't long before he didn't care about anything else. He just wanted
to feel her long nails gently scratching on him.
"It's so fun being a girl," she said. "You get to have long pretty
nails."
"Uh huh..." he managed to get out. "It feels really good, Rachel....."
"Yesssss. Hey, so I have an idea to help focus on studying. You do want
to get better at studying don't you?"
"Uh huh.....yeah. I need to do better," he said.
She stopped scratching, but grabbed my hand and then used her other hand
to gently rub my back and shoulders. Travis felt so.....safe. "Come on
up to my room. I want to show you something," she said.
They went upstairs and she sat him down on her bed. Her room was like
Nicole's, only larger, with more stuff. More flowers and more girly
items all over the place.
"So, if you haven't noticed," she said, "I'm kind of into jewelry. It's
like....my thing. Other than kicking ass and getting all A's. Tee
hee....jk."
He was still feeling so calm and peaceful. He didn't respond.
"The thing about it is, it's just so fun to be a girl. I looove love
love wearing beautiful jewelry. It makes me feel......beautiful. And
that's really important to a girl. Feeling beautiful." She continued
scratching hi head.
"But," she continued. "There's more to it than that. I'm a firm
believer that certain pieces of jewelry have a sort of power. That it
can give the girl who wears it a powerful confidence, or a power over
men.....things like that. Do you know what I'm talking about?"
"Uh.....yeah....er.....not really. I never thought about it," he
admitted.
"There are certain gemstones, like onyx for instance, that can give the
person who wears it a clearer head, more focus, a better ability to do
things like study....and learn. Now we know someone who could use that,
don't we?"
"Yeah," he muttered. "I can't focus.....for shit....."
"I know," she continued, gently scratching his head. "But I can help
you. I just happen to have an onyx necklace here that I will give to
you." And with that she produced from a jewelry box a silver chain with
a relatively large black heart charm that was encased in silver. It was
definitely not meant to be worn by a guy.
"Oh, but...." Travis said.
"Shhhhh....." she purred. "I know. It's for a girl. But you can wear
it underneath your dirty stinky boys' t-shirt and no one will see. It's
just for tonight and I won't laugh at you. I just want to help you
study."
"Uh.....Rachel....no....it's embarrassing......"
"No it's not. I won't laugh. And I'm the only one here.....just wear it
tonight and I think if you go downstairs and start reading, you'll find
you are able to have a clearer head and do better. It always works for
me. And I get straight A's remember......"
She continued to massage and scratch his head with one hand and before
Travis knew it, she was placing the woman's necklace around his neck with
the other. He was in such a daze, like he was outside his own body.
"There," she cooed as she clasped it around him. "That's it. And it
only took a week with you. With Karen, I think it was two weeks before
we got to this point."
Travis was confused. "Uh, what do you mean?"
"Don't worry about it. It doesn't matter now. It's not so bad wearing
the pretty necklace, is it? You can barely notice it's there. It's all
going to go so much easier for you now. Now just tuck it under your t-
shirt and no one has to see it."
He did as he was told. He had never worn any jewelry of any kind ever in
his life. It was a bit strange, but after a couple moments, he didn't
even notice it was there.
"Now, let's go downstairs and hit those books. I'll make us some nice
warm hot chocolate and we can be study buddies. Yeah!" She pumped her
fist in the air and then started giggling.
He got back down to the sofa and Rachel went into the kitchen to turn on
the hot water for the hot cocoa. Travis pulled his knees up into his
chest and got all comfy on the sofa and opened up his history book.
Somewhere after he got through about 30 pages on the Great Depression,
Rachel came in with his hot mug of cocoa. They sat there for the rest of
the night reading. He got through 3 chapters of history and 2 chapters
of economics. At around midnight, Travis got sleepy and went to his
comfy, comfy bed. Before falling asleep he thought to himself, "It's
nice to know that I got so much work done."
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