Slut School: Year One

The First Day

    Veronica was awoken abruptly by the blaring sound of her alarm: 7:30 AM.  Veronica hadn’t been awake this early since she finished up high school.  She sat up and stretched before taking a quick sip of water from the bottle she’d left next to her bed.  She peered over to see Alice still fast asleep in the bed across from her own.  Veronica quietly headed over to the bathroom, brushing her teeth before moving to the shower.  She peeled off her cozy pajamas, and stepped into the comforting steamy heat of the shower.  She gave her body a total cleanse; shampooing and conditioning her hair, taking good care of her facial skin, and finishing up by exfoliating, shaving, and soaping off her legs, underarms, and p*ssy.  After she was satisfied she wrapped herself in a plush, fluffy towel before stepping out of the shower.  She paused to take a look at the clock; how was it already 8:15?  She hurried over to her desk where she started worked on blow drying her hair.  After finishing, she covered her whole face and body in a generous helping of lotion before doing a full face of dramatic makeup.  She quickly straightened her hair until it was perfectly pin straight.  She stood up and headed for the uniform she had picked out for the day.  As she stood up she saw Alice tumble out of bed and run a brush through her hair.

“Good morning Alice!”, exclaimed Veronica.

“Ugh.  Morning Vee.  Sorry, mornings really aren’t my time of day… ” said Alice, groggily.

    Veronica nodded, understandingly.  She wasn’t much of a morning person either truth be told, but she was beyond excited to begin her new adventure at school.  Alice changed into her uniform of choice: A tight long sleeved black sweater with a deep v-neck with a white tank top to go underneath, and a short black and plaid pleated skirt with warm, thick thigh-high stockings and knee-high boots with a small heel.  She spritzed herself with perfume before returning to the bathroom to check herself out.  She fixed a couple little smudges from her makeup before looking herself in the eyes.

“You can do this Veronica.  You weren’t good at school before, but you can do this.  You have to.  You’re going to go to school, pay attention, and make some friends too.  It’s going to be great, you can do this,” said Veronica into the mirror.  She checked her reflection one last time before checking her watch; 8:55, perfect!  She headed back into the dorm room with Alice.

“Breakfast?”, said Veronica.

“Yeah, breakfast”, said Alice.

Veronica grabbed slipped on her coat and backpack and did a quick double check to make sure she had everything: keys, books, wallet, phone.  She turned around and headed for the door and Alice quickly followed behind.  Alice locked the door behind them.

“Okay, think you can lead us to the caf?”, asked Alice.

“Oh yeah totally, I can do that,” said Veronica, confidently.  Veronica had always been great with directions, she quickly led the way down to the cafeteria, only nearly making one wrong turn on the way.  The two girls ordered breakfast; an omelette for Alice and a heaping plate of pancakes for Veronica, with two tall glasses of orange juice and two cups of coffee.  The girls ate their food hungrily, with hardly any conversation between the two of them as they enjoyed their delicious breakfast.  After finishing and putting their plates away for cleaning, Veronica checked her watch again: 9:45, just enough time to get to class on time.  Veronica and Alice gathered their things and headed off to Consent class arm in arm.

The two were jogging as they grew closer to the classroom; the winter air cut through their skimpy uniforms like a knife, and they were anxious to get into the warm building.  Alice swung the large ornate front door open and hurried Veronica in before quickly shutting the door.  Alice led Veronica toward a nearby elevator.

“So our class today is in room 302.  So since it starts with 3, it’s on the third floor,” explained Alice.

The elevator gave a loud “Ding!”, as the door slid open.  Another girl in uniform stepped off of the elevator before Veronica and Alice stepped on.  As the elevator slowly rose to the top, Alice’s anxiety rose as well.

“What if I’m not good at this?  What if everyone hates me?”, though Veronica to herself.

The elevator’s door slid open again and the two girls stepped off.

“Okay, odd numbers on the left, evens on the right.  It’s 302, so look on the right,” said Alice.  Just a few feet away, Veronica was easily able to find the correct classroom.  She opened the door and headed in and looked around at the desks, many of which were already filled by her fellow classmates; she had no idea where to sit!  Fortunately, Alice motioned toward her and found them two open desks.  Veronica sat down and took her book, notebook, and a pen and pencil from her backpack.  The classroom continued to fill, and most students were happily chatting with their friends. The room went silent a few minutes after 10 when a beautiful blonde woman in her mid-thirties busted into the room.

“Sorry I’m late class, traffic was a bear this morning.  So nice to see you all back in class.  For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Ms. Ross, and I’ll be teaching your class on consent this semester,” said the teacher as she put her coat down and sat at the chair behind her desk.

“Okay, so to start off, who can tell me what consent means?  Come on, anyone, what does consent mean to you?”, asked Ms. Ross.  Veronica shakily raised a hand.

“Yes, you in the middle next to Alice…  I don’t think I’ve seen you around campus, what is your name?  Stand up when you answer please,” instructed Ms. Ross.  Veronica stood up from her desk, knees shaking.

“Um, hi.  My name is Veronica.  Veronica Vixen.  Today is my first day, this is my first class.  Consent means having permission to do something,” said Veronica nervously before sitting back down.

“Hi Veronica, nice to meet you, and welcome to Harlen Academy!  That’s a great answer, Veronica.  Having someone’s permission to do something.  Consent is important in a lot of contexts.  When you’re seen by the nurse you have to sign a form giving the nurse your consent to treat you.  We sign consent forms when doing all kinds of things.  When we’re talking about s*x, consent is the most important thing of all.  Making sure you have consent to do something, and giving consent to someone else before doing something.  Now, let’s watch a quick video…” said Ms Ross, trailing off before turning on a projector.  The class was shown a video that compared consent to tea.  Veronica found it amusing, and felt her understanding of consent had grown after watching it.

“Alright, great, as we can see consent is as easy as tea.  It’s important that while on campus we respect each other and make sure that everyone is consenting to any acts we might partake in,” said Ms. Ross.  She handed out a few homework pages to each of the students.

“Well look at that, noon already!  Thanks for your attention and time today, it was a great class.  I look forward to seeing you all on Wednesday,” said Ms. Ross.

Veronica packed her things into her backpack before heading out.  A few students loitered in the hallway, but most of them had already cleared out before Veronica even made it out of the classroom.  Veronica turned to Alice.

“So, lunch?”, asked Veronica.

“I’m not hungry at all and I’m super exhausted.  I don’t have another class til 2, so I think I’m going to take a quick nap.  You gonna be okay Vee?”, asked Alice.

“Oh yeah, for sure!  Have a good nap Al,” said Veronica.

Alice and Veronica took the elevator back down to the first floor together and headed outside before parting ways.  Veronica headed back to the cafeteria, excited to continue trying all of the new foods available to her.  She rushed through the cold winter air and made her way into the cafeteria.  She ordered Tikka Masala: she had no idea what it was but she was feeling adventurous.  She grabbed her order and another cup of coffee before heading out into the cafeteria.  The room was packed, but she noticed a table for four with only three girls sitting at it.  She felt anxious, but knew she had to start making friends.  She approached the table.

“Hey, um, I just started here and I don’t know anybody.  Can I please sit with you?”, asked Veronica.

One girl at the table looked up and smiled at her.  The girl had curly red hair down to her waist, freckles, and bright white teeth.

“Oh, of course, come sit!  What’s your name?”, asked the girl.

“I’m Veronica, what are your names?”, asked Veronica as she sat down.

“I’m Sadie,” responded the ginger-haired girl.  The two girls sitting across from her looked up from their meals.

“Hey, I’m Yuki,” said a petite Asian woman with sleek medium length black hair and a fashionable pair of square-shaped glasses, before smiling.

“Hi, I’m Rachel,” said the woman with short spiked brown hair sitting next to Yuki; a young woman who looked slightly older than Sadie and Yuki.  Rachel gave Veronica an icy stare without smiling before turning back to her meal.

“Oh, don’t mind Rachel, I promise she’s super sweet, just protective of her friends,” said Yuki with a giggle.

“What did you pick out for lunch, Veronica?”, asked Sadie.

“Uhh, something called Tikka Masala.  No idea what it is but I haven’t gotten to try many foods,” admitted Veronica.

“Oooh, that’s my favorite Indian dish!  You’ll love it,” said Yuki as Veronica took out her meal and took a look at it.

“Smells amazing, I can’t wait to dig in.  So, tell me, how it is here?”, asked Veronica.

“Well, the classes are informative and most of the teachers are very passionate and happy to be here teaching.  The gym trainers kinda suck but their pretty easy to avoid for the most part.  Just do your best and avoid getting in trouble, you’ll be fine,” said Sadie.

“Yeah, I agree.  Plus if you hate it you just have to make it through a couple years, no big deal, and then you’re off to live a life of luxury on some rich guy’s dime.  All in all, it could be way worse,” said Rachel.

“What brought you here to this school Veronica, if you don’t mind me asking”, asked Yuki.

“Well, I was dumped off by the foster care system as soon as I turned eighteen.  I couldn’t get a job or even money to get somewhere else that would have been easier to live, so I was facing homelessness.  And it’s so hard to get out of being homeless, especially here in New York.  I found out about this place online and figured that this would turn things around for me,” answered Veronica.

“There are a lot of people here with stories like that: parent’s kicked them out young, disowned them, or weren’t able to care for them,” said Yuki, nodding her head.

“What about your guys?”, asked Veronica.

“My parents disowned me and kicked me out of the house at sixteen after catching me in bed with another woman.  I had heard of this place before that, and knew that I wanted to be here.  I basically couch surfed and lived in a few shelters until I turned eighteen, and then I came here right away,” said Sadie.

“Wow, that’s an awful situation.  I’m glad you made it through okay,” said Veronica.

“Thanks, that means a lot,” said Sadie before gently patting Veronica on the shoulder.

“I’m here because I couldn’t handle college.  My parents were pressuring me so hard to go through with college, and I knew right away it wasn’t for me.  I failed out of my second semester, so I left them a note telling them that I needed a change and not to look for me, and then I came here,” answered Yuki.

“I’m here because my abusive ex-husband left me and I needed a fresh start.  I want to completely change my life, and this is about as drastic of a change as I can think of,” admitted Rachel.

“Wow, so people come to Harlen with all kinds of backstories,” said Veronica.

“Yeah the school accepts people with all sorts of backgrounds, they’re especially interested in getting people in who are trying to get out of some sort of hardship,” explained Yuki.

The four girls continued their conversation, and at the end of lunch Rachel gave Veronica a tiny smile as Veronica shared her number before they parted ways.  Veronica headed to the bathroom before walking to her next class.  She touched up her makeup, and gave herself another pep talk before heading to the classroom building and making her way to the second floor for her s****l Health and Wellness class.  This class was set up in a large lecture hall, and the large room was packed with students by the time Veronica made it in.  She set down her backpack and made it into her seat right as the clock struck 1:30.  Right on time, and older woman with short gray hair and a thick red sweater stood up from her seat at the teacher’s desk and loudly spoke.

“Greetings, class!  I’m Mrs. Humphries, and I’ll be your s****l Health and Wellness teacher this semester.  I know we have a few new students this semester, so let me explain.  This class is taken every semester because not only do we learn about health and wellness, but we also use this class as clinic time.  It is very important that we are all remaining healthy and safe on campus.  So, the three new students, Veronica, Kayla, and Chase, please head out into the hall, the nurse will be seeing you during most of this time, but you should be back to join us before the end of the day.  It was wonderful to see your darling faces, and we’ll miss you here in the classroom,” said Mrs. Humphries.

Veronica, another girl, and a young man stood up from their seats, leaving their bags and coats behind.  The three students exited the classroom and were greeted by the same woman Veronica saw a few nights ago picking up Plan B.

“Hello everyone, so nice to see you.  We’re going to head just a few feet down the hallway, there are three rooms with lights on, each of you head into one,” instructed the woman.

Veronica and her two classmates headed down and found the three rooms, Veronica ducked into the middle room and was greeted by a young woman in navy blue scrubs.

“Hi hon, what’s your name?”, asked the nurse.

“Veronica Vixen,” answered Veronica.

“Okay, great, hi Veronica!  We’re going to be doing an exam today, figuring out contraception, and I’ll answer any questions I can for you.  Sound good?”, asked the nurse.

Veronica nodded her head before sitting down on the table in the middle of the room.  The nurse quickly took her vitals, took some blood for an STI and pregnancy test, and did a quick physical.

“Okay Veronica, you’re a bit underweight… I’d like you to adjust your diet a bit,” stated the nurse, furrowing her brow.

“Already on it, I was about to be homeless before I came here, I wasn’t eating much,” answered Veronica with a shrug.

“Ah, I see.  I’m glad to hear that you are working toward better health.  Now, it is time for me to do a pelvic exam.  Have you ever had one?”, asked the nurse.  Veronica shook her head.

“Okay hon, it isn’t too bad.  You’re just going to take your clothes off, put on this nice gown, and we’ll get started.  I’ll head out and come back in shortly,” said the nurse before turning and walking out the door.

Veronica complied, she neatly folding and piled her clothing onto a nearby chair before laying back on the table.  A few minutes passed before the nurse returned, this time with the woman from the hallway.

“Okay Veronica, I’m going to be conducting this exam, and she’ll be assisting.  Ready?”, asked the nurse. 

Veronica nodded her head, placing her feet into the stirrups before sitting through the exam.  While it was uncomfortable, it was not unbearable.  After the nurse was finished, the two discussed birth control.

“I highly advise the IUD; it works for up to five years, it’s low maintenance, and it’s more than 99% effective at preventing pregnancy.  At the end of the day it’s up to you though sweetheart,” said the nurse.

“Let’s go with the IUD,” said Veronica.  The device was placed, eliminating all of Veronica’s concerns about accidentally becoming pregnant.  Veronica redressed herself and walked back to the classroom feeling very sore.  She sat back down with her things, and could hardly focus on class.  She scribbled down a few notes but didn’t really understanding a thing.  

When the clock struck 5, Veronica dashed out of the classroom.  She grabbed a to-go meal of sushi and brought it up to the dorm room.  She set it on her desk, tossed off her backpack and coat, and laid down.  She hoped the pain she felt would go away soon.  Veronica grabbed her sushi and scarfed it down.  She tried to start her homework but couldn’t focus, so she set the work back on her desk, covered herself up in her comforter, and drifted off to sleep after an exciting, eventful, and somewhat painful day.