I hate college, but I love the parties!

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"Where are we going P?"

"To the frat boys.", P said.

My heart started racing. I'm a very shy person. P is the extrovert. Bubbly, confident and charming. So charming that she could literally have anybody wrapped around her finger.

We approached a group of frat brothers. They all started swooning over P.

"Wassup P Baby! You look good as fuck today.", one of them said while licking his lips and rubbing his hands together.

"Cut it out nigga. You know I'm still mad at you!" She said as she shoved him. "Where's Don?"

"He in the back playin director. You know he always gotta make sure everything straight." The guy said.

"Ight, well when you find him, tell him I have someone I want him to meet." She said as she smiled at him.

"Who? Shorty right here? What's ya name? You a cute Lil' chocolate" he said as he glanced at me.

"Reya." I said back.

He nodded his head then looked back at his boys.

"Ight then. I gotta finish settin' up, but ima let him know you lookin' for em'."

We walked away and she smiled even harder.

"He think he so slick, but he is so fine." She shook her head and started laughing.

"Yeah, he's something else. I'm gonna head to class though, I have to talk to the professor about some shit." I said while I looked at the classes on my schedule.

"Well alright. I'm gonna finish setting up my part of the rally. You comin' to the welcome back party tonight?"

I made a thinking face and said "Uhm, I'll let you know.", then hurried off to my class.

  When I arrived, my professor immediately noticed me. "Miss. Miles, please have a seat. There is plenty to discuss.", he said motioning me to come have a seat. I immediately wished that I had stayed outside and helped P with the rally setup. The conversation went on and on about me starting college back up after a year and a half of not being here. I kept zoning in and out.

"Are you listening to me Miss. Miles?", he said as he gripped my desk and put his face to mine.

"Yeah! I'm listening!" I said lying.

Then I suddenly got a text from P. It read:
"Meet me at the cafe!".

I started to gather my things in a hurry.

"Where are you going?!", he yelled.
"I'm sorry sir, it's an emergency! Can we finish tomorrow!?" I said, already headed out the door.

On my way out of the building, I made opened the door quickly not noticing that someone was on the other side.

"Whoaaaaa!", he yelled out.

"Oh my god, I am SO sorry!" I said looking around the corner of the door.

A man appeared from around the door. He was tall with milky brown skin, short curly hair and nice white teeth. His appearance made me stutter.

"I'm s-... Sorry. I'm so clumsy!" I stuttered as I picked up my papers that I dropped in fear. He smiled and helped me pick them up.

  "It's alright. It's not the first time I've been hit with a door." He laughed then handed me my papers. "I'm Don."

I remembered P saying that she wanted me to meet him.

"Oh, you're the famous Don that P wanted me to meet. I'm Areeya." I said back.

"She wanted you to meet me? I wonder why." He then smiled and it felt like butterflies in my stomach.
  "I- I don't know... But I have to go meet her at the cafe so I'll see you later." I said as I tried to keep from smiling too hard.

"At the party tonight I hope" he says back.

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