All Girls Fun ((for Dysy))

[PsychoHC]

Rossa was a transfer student at the all-girls academy "Charlet Rose". She was known for being sort of a rebel which resulted in her having to switch schools A LOT. Finally, in an attempt to tame her, Rossa's wealthy snob like family sent her to an all girl's catholic school. Of course when Rossa heard news of this she objected instantly and nearly high tailed it out of town but was bribe with a car upon graduation if she attended. Rossa wasn't about to turn down a brand new car even if she did have to wait another year and a half.

Rossa was tall about 5'7, she had long wavy hair that was a deep red color, her eyes were a dark shad of purple which was supposed to indicate passion, but the only thing she was passionate about was skipping school. Rossa had a decent figure with curves in all the right places but what was most appealing about her was her hansom face. She had a way of looking strong which was usually reflected from her attitude. But she also had a way of looking beautiful one moment and like a prince another. In fact she use to use her unique features to play the prince in plays when she was younger but she stopped performing in plays when she became a rebel.

Although she use to go to public school, Rossa most defiantly like girls, boys, or anyone that looked feminine enough to dominate. She had a fun game that she played that involved getting people to fall in love with her...use them...and then dump them before she had any chance to return the feelings. Rossa has went through many girlfriends and boyfriends alike..and never...not even once felt true love for any of them.

It was exciting to get to go to a new school. Especially an all-girl one. Girls were always the most fun to toy with and then leave. She didn't have to try very hard, she would just charm them with her handsome face and to cool for rules attitude and they were hooked. She didn't think that this school would be any different.

When Rossa first found out she was going to have a roommate, she was more annoyed than anything else. But then thinking more about it, she saw it as an opportunity to take advantage of a innocent unsuspecting girl every night if she so pleased. She never really gave a crap about what people thought about her and if she wanted something she sure as hell was going to take it...anyway she wanted to.

Rossa stood gazing up at the large church-looking school surrounded by cherry blossoms and sighed "Well...here it is". She looked around and saw all the girls dressed in there cute uniforms. Rossa kept an eye out for the freshmen since they were the most innocent and fun to play with. "Damn...I guess this won’t be so bad after all" she muttered to herself stretching and then suddenly caught a few girls whispering about her nearby. "Oh my? Who is that? She's beautiful! She must be an upperclassmen" Rossa smirked over at the girls and they quickly blushed looking away. "To easy" she smiled slily before heading in the dormitory to meet her roommate. Rossa was wearing the school uniform which included a pleaded skirt a button down white dress shirt which she kept nearly completely unbuttoned and jacket over it which was also unbuttoned. She decided to add black thigh high socks just to add to the look.

Rossa entered into the room standing strong, confident, and demanding. "Hey" she said in a smooth tone to her new roommate.

 

[Dysy]

It wasn’t that her parents didn’t want her, it was just that hey had her young. Irene was an only child to two very young parents. As a result of her birth, ever since Irene could remember, she was bouncing from school to school while her parents were out – ‘living life’ as they called it. But regardless of how many schools Irene attended she stayed on top of her grades, and kept up the ‘good child’ demeanor for her parents. But this school was different – she had been at the all girls’ school for two years straight – a big accomplishment for the girl.

Irene was petite by all sense of the term, she stood only at 5’3”, and often stood a full head smaller than all of her peers, all of which were female, so she certainly couldn’t blame her short stature on her sex. For all of the two years she had been at the school, Irene boarded alone; her parents had paid for it that way at the request of their daughter. If they weren’t going to be around, they could at least appeal to their ‘baby girl’s’ request from time to time. Irene enjoyed her alone time, but when she had gotten the news of her new roommate, she certainly wasn’t pleased. The school was quite popular amongst girls of all ages, it wasn’t a wonder that they had run out of boarding space, and now those who roomed alone found themselves with almost unwanted company.

Even though she didn’t know it, Irene was quite the opposite from Rossa. She wasn’t quiet per say, but she didn’t stand out. She had a baby face for someone her age, rounded cheeks that were dotted with freckles, and she often got picked on it – because in an all girl’s school you picked on those weaker than you, whether they were or not, it didn’t matter if they didn’t stick up for themselves. Her light auburn hair was cut short, kept near her shoulders so that it wasn’t a hassle in the morning. Irene wasn’t considered ‘pretty’ by most girl’s standards, but she was cute. She didn’t ooze sex appeal as most girls did in their uniforms, the tops buttoned down to show off the curvature of their bosom, or their skirts, hiked up higher to show their thighs, in fact – Irene did the opposite of that too. Irene’s skirt was an inch longer than regulation, her insecurity kept her thighs hidden from sight, and even on the hottest days the female wore a cardigan over her blouse. Even alone in her room, she stood in front of her mirror eyeing her body. She was curvy to say the least, but she certainly wasn’t thin. Her waist nipped inwards, but her hips certainly flared outward to an extent sloping gently down her thighs.

Today was no different, as she undressed after a stressful class, Irene eyed herself in the mirror, standing in a pale pink bra and panties, she frowned uneasily as she slowly closed her blouse. “Thirty four, twenty eight, thirty two…” She mumbled quietly to herself, she had taken her measurements, and it was obvious she wasn’t too pleased with them. But as she lowered and slid her socks off her calves, her attention was immediately piqued by the entrance of her supposed roommate. “H-Hello?” She quirked a curious brow at the female, adjusting her hair behind her ear, “Can I help you? This is my room.” A careful frown crossed Irene’s lips, while she was hardly intimidating she had a bit of a temper when her personal space felt invaded – of course, no one had seen it, but Irene knew what made her blood boil.

The rest of Irene’s garments were quickly buttoned as high as the clothing would allow and her socks were immediately put back on. Eyeing the other female Iren could tell that she was pretty, but she certainly wasn’t going to say anything about it. Often – the prettiest of girls were often the vainest and Irene wasn’t going to stroke anyone’s ego today. “Are you looking for another room perhaps?” She offered quietly, as sweet as her voice could manage. She WAS just barged in on by this unknown female; it was hard for her to keep a polite tone.