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Infuriated, Jill and I had gone up to the rooftop to bitch about Roger and the other guys in our classes who had similar arrogant attitudes.
Jill fumed, pacing like a lion. “Why does Roger assume we suck at programming? It’s so fucking misogynistic and unfair.”
“Why do you think?” I said.
It was mid-day and the sun beat down hotly on our heads. Figuring that because it was a Sunday and no one could see me up on the roof, I peeled off my shirt, boobs encased only in a bra.
“Really Mia?” said Jill, making a funny face. “Really really? Bra only?”
But it was just us girls on the rooftop with no one around. So why not? I was hot and Jill had seen me in a bikini numerous times.
“Don't mind me,” I said. “Keep going. I’m just getting some sun.”
And ever game to get a tan, my friend snapped her fingers.
“You’re right, healthy and bronzed is way better than pale and doughy. Okay, I’m doing it too.”
And with that, the blonde slinked off her shirt so that we were both in bras only. Looking sideways at Jill, I marveled at our differences because even though we’re best friends that doesn’t mean we’re anything alike. Jill was thin and tiny, her boobs the size of mosquito bites. Me, on the other hand? I’m full Double Ds, the scale tipping to the big side. Yep, my girls are large and in charge, and right now, the bra was barely keeping them in place, the creamy mounds luscious.
But I felt like we were fine. It was just us with no one to see. So I leaned back, savoring the warm afternoon rays.
Unfortunately, Jill was still worked up. Biting her lip in thought and narrowing those blue eyes, the blonde huffed again, still pissed off by Roger's comment.
“I mean, he has no idea how good you are,” she complained. “He's never seen your code or seen what you can do to be such an asshole like that.”
Throwing a handful of Lucky Charms into my mouth, I shrugged closing my eyes and leaning back to enjoy the sun on my face. “It doesn't matter. Good code is good code. If he sucks, one day he’ll be found out. It's freshman year. Who knows if he is going to make it all the way through?”
Jill stopped pacing. “You're right.” She picked out a few marshmallows from the bag.
“You’re violating rule number one of Lucky Charms contraband. Do not pick out marshmallows!” I joked. “I’ll let it pass since you’re upset.”
Jill laughed as she chewed. “Sorry!” She paused and started to pace again sending her blonde ponytail in a jaunty swing. “You know, one of Roger's brogrammer friends, Isaac, refused to be my partner in our Machine Structure class.”
I got angry myself. A brogrammer is a term we used for asshole programmers who somehow still thought computer science was an exclusive field just for males. I sat up watching Jill pace. “What do you mean he refused?”
Jill threw her hands up. “He said he didn't want to be partners with a girl because then he'd have to do all the work.”
Anger crept up spine. Gritting my teeth, I asked, “What did you do?”
Jill put her hands on her hips. “Well, Danica is in my same lab section. She paired off with her boyfriend, Ryan, but she switched so she could be my partner just so Isaac would shut up. It was sad. Really, really sad.”
I stood up and started to pace, too.
“Who the hell does that? What an asshole!”
“I know, right?” said my friend. “But trust me, it happened.”
Shaking my head, I spoke then.
“You know what we should do the next time a brogrammer says something stupid? I’ll tell you what.”
I raised my fists up into the air and screamed to the skies.
“FUCK YOU!”
Wow, that felt good.
My voice echoed in the courtyard below; a few passerby turned their heads quizzically. Fortunately for them, my shout made just a faint noise, nothing too outrageous.
