“Yes, it’s nice to meet you.” “I’ll see you guys  later.”

The moment Carmen was out of earshot, Kyla shook her head. “What a kai-kai,” she said

“What’s a kai-kai?”

“You really are from a small town, aren’t you, Miss Carlin? A “kai-kai” is a girl who goes both ways until her prince comes along, and then, all of a sudden, she’s straighter than your mother.”

“No one could be straighter than my mother.”

“Yeah, I bet. By the way I meant to ask you… do you play poker?”

Whitman Hall is the name of Spencer’s dorm and it’s the biggest dorm on campus, housing fresh women and sophomores mostly, one hundred and twenty-two of them.  Spencer accompanied Kyla and her entourage to a room on the second floor that belonged to Kyla’s Big sister Trish and Trish’s room mate Judy.  They positioned them selves politely on various perches about the room like tuckered-out cats yawning, as if to say, “Now what?”

“Ante up,  suckers!” Kyla growled, holding out a shit glass thick and slick with Cuervo Gold to Spencer who had won with a queen high in five card stud.  She took a lick of salt, downed the shot, sucked on a slice of lime and raked in the pot, about five dollars, and a couple of joints.  She had been on a winning streak, and this shot made her feel like she was going to lose it.

“Gotta go,” she said, suddenly rising to her feet a bit wobbly chuckling, “whoa…”

Kyla insisted that she walks  Spencer home to make sure the girl was okay.

Even though Spencer’s day have been busy and she was tired, she couldn’t fall asleep right away.  There was a point during the night where she had a huge head ache and feeling very thirsty. But she was to confused with her new surrounding so she decided to toughen it up and to just go back to sleep.
There was a point where she was almost asleep when she heard a very soft noise.  Because of her headache, it took her a while to figure out where the noise was coming from. She leaned on her window and she saw Carmen standing on the landing of the fire escape below, wearing nothing but a white T, underpants and bobby socks.

Ashley was calling to her quietly from the window, trying to coax her back into their room.

“ Leave me alone.” Carmen said.

“Come back inside please,” the curly hair brunette said.
“No.”

“Come on, Baby C. I said I was sorry.”

There it was again. That weird pet name.

“You’re shivering. Baby, come on in.”

“So what? Who cares? Fuck you.” Carmen cursed.

Ashley stepped out onto the fire escape and took Carmen by the arm to lead her back into the room.

Spencer fell back into bed, in an agitate state, but relaxed somewhat when she heard Carmen giggling, only to find herself tensing up again when, after a telling silence, she heard a moan.

Chapter 3