I don't know why I continue to come here, it's always the same people looking for the same things.
The inside of alpha sigma psi wasn't much to write home about, it was a fairly large dingy walled house with the bedrooms located upstairs. The living room had yellow and brown stains covering the walls with haphazardly placed band posters. The few tattered black couches were covered in college kids who were too drunk for their own good.
An old wooden coffee table sat between the couches covered in red solo cups and various types of alcohol, the music inside was blasted so loud I could feel the bass inside my body.
Jordan was yelling something at me.
"It's your turn! Truth or dare?" Her words slurred thickly. Jordan was my roommate and she was drop dead gorgeous, from her huge chest to her slim waist. She was the 'whole package' as the guys in my college would say, the kind of girl who could have anyone she wanted.But I didn't hear what she said because I was distracted, two people had just come in the door across the living room and one was a face I'd never seen before.
I locked eyes with the mysterious man and got the feeling of ice water dumping through my stomach, he was very attractive in that bad boy type of way.
My eyes tore away from him as Jordan shoved my shoulder, hard.
"What?" I yelled back irritated.
"It's your turn, truth or dare!" She yelled.
Without thinking just to get her to shut up, I said dare and instantly regretted that decision.
"I dare you to kiss Ryan."
Jordan squealed at me with a devious grin on her face.Ryan had the smile of someone who was way too excited over a simple kiss from truth or dare.
I knew what she was up to and it wasn't happening, no amount of alcohol in the world could get me to kiss Ryan. He was a girl's typical definition of a womanizer. He had sandy colored blonde hair with ocean blue eyes and the tan and body of a surfer. She'd been trying to get me to date him for months as he was best friends with her boyfriend Austin."Pass." I screamed over the music and took a shot of tequila. It burned all the way down to my stomach but it was a welcome feeling I had grown used to.
Jordan knew the rules and if she couldn't hook me up with Ryan, at least she could try to get me drunk enough to make the mistake of hooking up with him.
Little did she know, no amount of alcohol could get me to touch him. I knew what type of guy Ryan was and I wasn't interested in him. To be truthful I wasn't interested in dating anyone at all, I had only had one boyfriend before and that relationship broke me in the end.Jordan started to argue with me about being a prude but I didn't hear much of what she was saying, my eyes tore away from hers back to the mystery man who was now standing with a group of guys just a few feet away from me.
It was a face I hadn't seen around campus before.
"Who's the new guy?" I yelled, interrupting her small tantrum. Ryan cut in before Jordan could answer me."That's my old friend Jessie from high school." he said confused as he stood up to walk over and say hi. I never knew much about Ryan except he had grown up very close to here, but at the same time that had been by choice. Ryan wasn't my type of guy as he was very superficial.
I watched as he walked up to his old friend, greeting him excitedly. They began talking about something I couldn't hear and I saw as he pointed back at me and Jordan, Austin had just shown up and pulled her into his lap.
I tried not to look up at the new mystery man as he walked over with Ryan and sat across from me, but of course my eyes couldn't help themselves and I stole a glance.Jessie was tall and very attractive with slightly curly black hair that almost fell into his eyes when he didn't have it pushed back.
He wore an aggressive and powerful stare that pulled women in and challenged men to stay away at the same time. He was very attractive for a guy in the 'bad boy' type of way, from his leather coat to his constant careless expression.
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