Mmm, now that's a good feeling.

Consciousness slowly comes back to me as the morning light shines in from my dorm room window.

I can't say that I hate the feelings I'm having right now. It's been a long time since I've been able to feel like this. I'm not even sure I know the last time I felt like this. Like waking up wasn't just something to resent and be angry about. Almost like I have a reason to get up and enjoy myself. Even if I can't remember when, I still kinda remember feeling it. It was a good feeling. It IS a good feeling. I really need to do something to make sure I feel like this a lot more often.

The warmth of the bodies next to me has me squirming in a mixture of satisfaction and pride.

And they're the reason why. I wouldn't be feeling this way if it weren't for them. I can't thank them enough for this feeling, although after last night I probably won't have to. Everything about it was exactly what I wanted to happen. I felt everything I wanted to feel. Enjoyed everything I wanted to enjoy. It all happened exactly as I planned.

Eventually, I open my eyes and drink in where I am. On one side of me is my roommate, the other is the wanna be hero. Both of them sleeping peacefully.

Now I just have to make sure that the morning happens exactly as planned.

For a while, I just enjoy the feeling of both of them before peeling myself away from them. My movement has them both stirring and I sit back against the headboard as they wake up.

This is going to be so much fun.

I watch as they look at each other from either side of me before realizing I'm there. Both of them eventually look at me and then move to sit up on the bed, somewhat uncomfortably. It makes me smile.

"Hi..."

"Hey... Dawn..."

"Uh, hi..."

A long silence follows and the smile on my face just won't stop while neither of them seems to know what to do or how to feel.

Okay, I guess I'll start again.

"Last night was fun."

The comfort level between them seems to continue to drop.

"At least, I had fun. Did you guys have fun?"

More long silences until the halfway decent stud speaks first.

"Uh... yeah... I had... fun..."

He turns to my roommate.

"Did you have... fun?"

She doesn't respond right away, looking between us for a few seconds.

"Yeah... I... had fun."

They halfheartedly smile at each other as they shift uncomfortably on the bed.

"We should do it again some time."

Again neither of them is entirely sure what to say to my statement until the wanna be hero stands up off the bed in his boxers. I can't help but enjoy the sight of his butt for a moment.

You know, this whole guy thing is actually kinda fun now that I'm thinking about it. He totally got the job done with both of us. It might be interesting to find out how well he does one on one. I might even give his gender a second shot for a while.

"I don't know. I mean... sure, it was... you know... fun. But I don't know if it should be a regular thing."

My roommate just sits on the bed next to me, looking back and forth between us, not sure of what to do. When she looks at me, I put my hands out in a bit of a shoving motion as if I'm encouraging her to get involved in the conversation. She gets the message and stands up in her panties. It has me looking her over from behind as she focuses on him.

Which is not to say that I'd give up on the whole girl thing. They're still very much in prime position in my book. I actually quite enjoy the taste and feel of a hot lady in the sheets. It's hard not to with all they have to offer.

Meanwhile he starts to get dressed, it draws my attention for a second.

But it's nice to know that I have options.

"Yeah... he's right Dawn. I... you know, I enjoyed it a lot don't get me wrong. But I think this was more of a one time thing. Unless... you know... either of you wanted to."

He pulls his shirt over his head as she picks up her pants and starts to put them on.

"No, you're right. College is about experimenting, like Dawn said. At some point, experiments end. I'm much more into the whole monogamy thing."

I shrug.

"Maybe you're right."

My roommate looks at me for a second and I point at him to encourage her even more.

"I... I wouldn't mind seeing each other again though. Specifically, you know, you... Connor."

He looks at her and kinda smiles at the idea but it quickly turns weird. The smile that his look gave her too also turns weird fast.

And there it is.

"Uh, sure, I mean... when you're up for it."

Long moments of silence follow where neither of them is entirely sure what is going on.

"When I'm... up for it?"

My roommate looks at me, not really knowing what's going on. It has me shrugging as if I don't know what's going on.

"Well yeah I..."

He turns to me and sees my shrug. It isn't long before both of their looks at me turn upset. My roommate is the first one to say anything.

"But I thought..."

It seems to come to him first enough for him to turn to her.

"You're not... still getting over someone are you?"

"No... and you're not...?"

She doesn't have to finish the question, the answer is obvious on his face. It's not long before they both look at me.

"You... bitch."

"Dawn, how could you? We're... roommates."

I stretch myself out on the bed, enjoying working out all the overnight kinks not to mention the feeling running through me. From the way they're looking at me, I can see that the grin on my face doesn't make them happy.

"So, maybe I stretched the truth a little."

"A little?"

"Okay, a lot, but I didn't lie to either of you."

"Yes you did."

"No, actually, I didn't. There was someone last night who needed to get over someone. That person was me. And thanks to both of you, I feel much better."

"But... why?"

He seems to think he has the answer for her.

"Because she's a bitch."

That makes me shrug.

"Maybe, but honestly? It's actually all your fault."

"My fault?"

"The both of you actually. You did this to yourselves."

They both have the same thought.

"How?"

"The way you were with each other. All love-y dove-y and cute? It was annoying."

"So you tricked us into a threesome?"

Again I can only shrug. They start to put the rest of their clothes on, clearly hurrying.

"It seemed like the thing to do at the time. I couldn't let the googly eyes continue, it was going to make me sick if it went on much longer. So I had to put something between you... literally."

I take a deep satisfied breath, letting it out in an obvious way.

"I figured why not scratch two itches at the same time?"

My roommate is the first one to finish getting dressed.

"You really are a BITCH Dawn."

He finishes getting dressed not long after.

"I've known some screwed up people in my time. I've even been one, but you? You don't really care about anyone do you?"

They both head for the door. I make sure they can hear me on the way out.

"I care about the person who is really important. Me!"

The door slams behind them and I can't help but stretch myself out on it even further, enjoying the feeling.

I was right, this was a lot of fun.

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The beat pounds through the room and I can't help but jump with it.

Oh my god... I love this feeling.

I raise my arms with the rest of the frat guys and sorority girls at the party as the song continues to pound and everyone keeps to jumping.

I remember this feeling. I can't believe it took so long for me to feel this way again. I should've done this a long time ago. Probably before I left for college. I might not have hated my first few months here if I had. Maybe I should've gone out and found some hot chick and screwed her brains out instead of spending all that time moping and whining and complaining. I could've been having so much more fun if I'd just taken a second to at least play with someone.

Then again, if I had, the bitch and my sister probably would've tried some kind of stupid intervention to get me to stop. And that wouldn't have been any fun at all. It was barely fun in their obvious attempt that they did try. As if it wasn't obvious what they were doing when she showed up to try and help me even after she refused to get back together with me. But it didn't work, and I didn't do it.

And if I had, I wouldn't be having as much fun as I'm having right now. This morning wouldn't have happened and I wouldn't be having the best time ever right here right now. Which is the only thing that really matters in the end. What's happening now and whether it's any kind of fun, which it totally is.

I look around at the crowd of frat boys and sorority girls in the room, all enjoying themselves just as much as me.

Who wouldn't be having fun?

Besides, all that moralizing and attempting to get in the way probably was just a cover so they didn't have to feel guilty. They wanted to make it seem like they actually cared and wanted to help so they could get it on after I left. They were probably on each other and tearing each other's clothes off the second I left. But as long as they tried to help they could say they tried and not feel guilty about it.

So why should I care? They get to have their fun and so should I.

The song shifts and I stop jumping, wiping the sweat off my face and looking around, trying to decide what I should do next. I see the keg and decide to head that way.

Maybe I could do what they did to me to someone else. Get on with the having of actual fun that college is supposed to be. Find some cute, unsuspecting girl, hang out with her, get to know her, become her friend, then take things further, make her fall in love with me, get in her pants, and then leave her for someone better. It's only fair right? All this time, I've only really been interested in getting some, but what happened this morning was a lot of fun. What if I did it on a larger scale?

I get to the keg and he hands me a beer, which I immediately take a drink of.

Sure it would take a long time and a lot of effort but it would make the time in between so much more fun.

My head starts to spin and the room gets a little blurry.

Whoa... what... I mean, I know I've had a few but...

"You okay?"

I wave off the guy who asked.

"Yeah, yeah I'm... I'm fine..."

I take another drink of my beer to show him that I'm fine.

"See?"

He walks off. My head goes from spinning to swimming and I'm not sure how I'm still standing up. Then suddenly I'm not, but someone catches me.

"It's okay, I got her."

I try to shake off the blurriness but it just gets worse, fading in and out. I manage to get upright with the help of whoever caught me. Turning to them, I expect to see some weirdo guy looking to score but instead it's some blonde chick that looks familiar through the blurriness.

"Hey, don't I know you?"

She smiles.

"No, you don't. But to be fair we never really got a chance to."

I manage to bring her into full focus despite the world spinning and it's obvious who it is.

"You did get me killed after all."

It's her... it's...

"Sarah..."

Again I fall over but she catches me just as everything fades to black.