The Pet Shop – Graduation Day

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Evan rose proudly as they called his name, he’d worked hard for this moment. Top of his class with more than a few job proposals lined up in the future, his plans for the summer involved endless conquests. He surveyed the crowd of beauties parading before him. The campus was large enough to house over 30,000 students. Evan was sure he’d become acquainted with most of the student body but there were a few girls scattered through he knew he’d never seen before.

Kali Samson

Sentiva Smith

Sanura Stephens

The three young women rose almost in unison, single file towards the podium. Evan noticed the one in the front first, she never looked up from beneath her brown bangs. Shook hands quickly before moving quickly down the steps. Her photo taken she seemed to vanish into the crowd. The two women behind her disappeared just as quickly.

He could spend his last few moments as a student playing detective or celebrating his achievement. His frat brothers would be waiting, surely the campus was crawling with scantily clad female graduates.

The campus had erupted, it was graduation day, it was the end of finals it was the calm before summer session started. Students both new and old spilled into the Quad in droves. Some to wish congratulations others to be apart of the party following shortly.

Each year the local night life through a weekend long series of festivities to celebrate the graduating class. This year would be no exception the class of 2016, had been the most explosive class the university had seen. Evan had single-handedly been responsible for some of the campuses most memorable moments. Like the Bikini Wrestling Wet T-Shirt event, he’d been inspired, all wet t-shirts got in for free.

His agenda, to be young, wealthy and desired. Having no family to tie him to one spot he was free to follow the money. The money would be taking him to the West Coast in September. He had a month to prep and pack.

Evan had managed to make it back to the fraternity house in record time, the mass exodus of students fleeing collegiate life  made traffic lighter than  normal during the school year. He’d earned his bachelor’s and was ready to take on the world, waiting at the red light his eyes roamed over the buffet of women passing in front of the intersection.  Amidst them all his gaze maneuvered to the young woman standing in the intersection. The unknown beauty from the ceremony. Flanked by the two women who’d been behind her, they were all animatedly chatting while crossing the street. No one turned in his direction. He’d considered lifting his foot off the brake just slightly to garner their attention. As he pondered the young woman looked in his direction.

Her green eyes were the last thing he recalled. A horn blaring angrily behind him shook him from his thoughts. He couldn’t remember her face but her eyes, had indented his brain he could feel her eyes everywhere.

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