Just Friends

Part 2

"Let's go to this cool party tonight!" You offered, lifting half of your body from the bed. Michael is playing League of Legends with Calum, Luke, and Ashton. "Can't. Busy." He says, pressing hard on the keyboards. "Fine I'll go by myself. I seriously have to make friends here. I don't always want to be stuck with you." You tease, "send my regards to the boys." You got up completely and made your way to the comfort room. You straightened your hair before applying subtle eye make-up. You put on a shimmery black dress that had a deep V cut on the front and back. As you stepped out, you could've sworn Michael stopped playing. His eyes were glued to you. "So? How do I look?" You ask as you twirl around. "Uh.. Uhm, I honestly think you're asking for it." He said. You went over and smack him on the arm. "Yeah I know, that's why I'm contrasting this dress with those." You pointed at the all-black, low-cut Converse he gave you for your 18th birthday. "Well, okay. That sounds alright. Come back before two." He said. "Yes dad." You chuckled. Once you were out, you admire how beautiful the university looks at night. It's amazing. You headed to the first sorority house you saw, loud electro music blasting from it. The house was filled with colliding bodies, 80% of which are naked men and women, and the smell of booze. So Michael was wrong. You are underdressed.