I can't believe it. He knows, he knows about the vibrator, and worst, he has it.

I'm staring at him, not knowing what to do or say.

"Kels, let's go!" Dani calls me from the living room.

I start walking, but I can't stop staring at him. I'm surprised, perplexed. My head turns to keep my eyes on him when passing the door.

He's staring back at me with that stupid smirk on his face. He only gives a little space for me to go through the door. I'm obliged to rub against him when I do. The sensation of him so close to me is alluring. The simple touch of my arm against his gives me goosebumps. I know he's playing with me, and well, it's working...

***

I fall asleep with Andrew in my head. The images my brain creates are... disturbingly dirty. With his simple touch he has set me on fire. And I wonder what would happen if we do more...

The alarm sounds again too soon. I wake up sweaty, not remembering what my dream was about. The weather is not that hot, but I guess my dream was. And if I could continue guessing I would say Andrew has special participation in it.

On Tuesdays, I have Introduction to engineering mechanics and Physics class in the morning. And Brandon, my ex, is in both.

It will be the first time I'm going to see him since we broke up. I wont admit it, but it's the reason why I pay extra attention preparing myself this morning. It must be something related to pried and a need to do my best to make him regret it. I apply a bit of makeup, which I never do. Attempting to make my skin look healthy and hiding my light dark circles.

I chose my clothes carefully. I don't want to look like I'm trying too hard, but to look hot. I go with a pair of skinny jeans and a white crop top that shows my shoulders.

I arrived at my class only one minute before it starts. I spent more time preparing myself than I'm used to. Brandon is sitting on his usual table, on the back of the classroom, left side. The place we used to sit together.

I walk uncomfortably to the front of the class, being sure he sees me. But I don't acknowledge him, going directly to take a place. I avoid any eye contact, leaning against the back of the chair with my bruised ego. It doesn't matter I didn't love him anymore, my feelings were hurt when he broke up with me.

I greet Steve, one of my classmates, who is sitting close to me. He replies me with a small smile, and then glances between me and Brandon, wondering why we're not sitting together.

The class is soon finished and I grab my things slowly not wanting to cross Brandon's way. I don't know how to face him yet. And as I prepared myself to leave, Steve approaches me.

"Physics next period, right?"

"Yeah, want to go together?"

"Sure."

Steve is a nice guy. I've always seen him as shy. He's never comfortable when speaking in front of the class, yet he's one of the smartest students. He has always 'As' in his exams.

We have twenty minutes to spare before the next class starts, so we sit on a bench outside to enjoy the sunny day.

"If you don't mind me asking,m. Are you and Brandon ok?"

"We're ok...just not together anymore."

"Sorry about that."

I give him a small smile, and we continue chatting.

"Hey man, what's up?" Mark, a guy I recognize from physics class, cheer Steve. He seems to be cool, yet he's the type of guy who likes attention. He's always surrounded by people and he loves to make jokes.

Steve, on the other hand, gives the impression that he would rather hide under a bench than get a lot of attention. Watching both closely I perceived, physically Steve is prettier than Mark, but the different way they both behave makes Mark more appealing. Is just missing something on Steve, maybe to have more attitude, not sure.

They keep talking. I'm not really paying attention though. Not until Steve calls my name.

"So, Kelsey? What do you say?"

"Hum?" I respond coming back to reality.

"Oh, you were not listening to us, were you?" Mark asks giving me a small smile.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I fell bad for not paying attention; "I got distracted."

"We are going to play pool in the pub close to campus after class. Want to join us?"

It has been a while since the last time I played pool. I used to love it.

"Sure, I have soccer practice after my afternoon classes though. I'll finish at six. At what time you'll go?"

"Six is good. I have to catch up on some essays anyways." Said Steve.

***

The physics class was simply hilarious. A replacement teacher named Mrs. Moura has animated the class about Electromagnetism.

"Today we'll learn to calculate the magnitude of a cylinder's magnetic field." She explains observing everyone in the room while she is taking something shiny in her hand from a box.

"To learn about it, we need first to know how to calculate the cross-sectional area of this format." She raises her hand for everyone to see the metal cylinder that she's holding. It's quite big, bigger than her hand. She starts walking, with her hand wrapped around the big cylinder. The size of it makes it looks like a dildo, a big one.

My mouth drops open and I repress a laugh. 'WOW', I can't believe what I'm seeing here.

She's passing her hand on it while talking. I honestly don't think a single person is listening. The whole room starts to laugh out loud. It really looks like she is touching a penis, worst, caressing it. She is now in front of everyone, in a classroom, explaining the magnetism of a material touching a cylinder as if she is touching a lover. The odds of it. It's really magnetic, and the poor woman is clueless about what she's doing.

"Of course, it's important to know the parameters as diameter and length. The bigger they're bigger the magnetic field will be."

The class couldn't stop laughing and shouting at this point. It's too much. The class is over before it should be, the poor teacher couldn't bring us back to paying attention to her. Although, I never laughed so much inside of a classroom before. I'm sure I'll never forget this lesson.

After Physics class the day passed really fast. Steve tells me they'll meet me at the soccer field to go to the pub together.

The soccer practice is hard. I should have eaten better last week. I couldn't keep up with the team, all the fat I ate was slowing me down.

Playing in the left side position means I have to run A LOT. And it's unacceptable being breathless before the half time. I wasn't in the game today, not being able to focus as I should. I discern the disapproval on the coach's face informing me I'll have to do better next time.

We usually have practices Tuesdays, Thursdays, and some Saturdays. And we had matches on the weekend, but we've been eliminated from the small championship we attended this year.

After the shower I found the guys waiting for me just as they said, on the side of the soccer field. They have a third guy with them who they presented me as Lucas. I think he attends Physics class as well.

We proceed to go to the pub close to the campus. Almost all students are used to going there. It's the spot to have drinks and play pool for a good price.

We arrived early so we could find a pool table available. Lucas arranges the balls on the table while we decide the teams. Steve will play with me and Lucas with Mark.

Steve brings beers to everyone before we start and while we're cheering Mark pronounces:

"C'mon guys, hold your hands on the cue as our physic teacher does with her dildo... I mean cylinder!"

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