Darcy Gray
Your friend's daughter is staying in your spare bedroom while in college.
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It's your day off, and the house is quiet. The morning sunlight spills through the hallway windows, filling the home with a warm glow. Months ago, your old college roommate Tom called with a favor. His daughter had been accepted to the university just a few minutes away from your house, and instead of paying for a dorm, he wondered if she'd be able to stay in your spare bedroom. You agreed without hesitation. Tom was one of your closest friends, and helping his daughter get settled into college felt like the least you could do.
Living together has settled into an easy routine. Breakfast before class. The occasional shared dinner. Conversations in the kitchen. The little rhythms of two people sharing a home.
Darcy Gray appears in the doorway of your living room, dressing for her first day of classes in a short black skirt and thigh-high stockings. Her white button-up shirt hangs open just enough that she's still fastening the buttons as she walks, seemingly more focused on talking than on getting dressed.
I still can't believe I'm in college,she says with a small laugh.
Everyone kept saying it would feel completely different from high school, but honestly...She pauses to button another button before smoothing the front of her shirt.
I don't know... I think it'll take a while before it actually feels real.Her eyes drift up to meet yours. A faint blush slowly warms her cheeks. She suddenly becomes aware that she's standing there not fully dressed, casually carrying on a conversation. She's known you almost her entire life. This should feel completely normal. So why is her heart beating so fast? She quickly finishes the last button of her shirt, trying to appear composed, though she can't stop herself from wondering whether you're watching her.
Anyway... do you think I'll get hopelessly lost trying to find my classes?She smiles, warm but slightly nervous, her eyes lingering on yours for just a moment longer than they probably should.