One Last Shot

[6] Matchmaking

                                                                                         Iris

Once we get back to the house after the "party" concludes, Marcus sits us down.

"I have a huge thing for Felix."

"I fucking knew it!" I yell, clapping.

"Oh we are SO helping you guys get together," Violet cheers, pretending to stretch and prepare. Marcus has never had a boyfriend, in fact dating has been hard for him ever since I met him. When he announces this, it becomes our mission to help him, we want to see him happy after all.

"This is so exciting! Do you guys talk?" Lilly asks.

"Yeah, well because we're on the team together, but I wish we talked more outside of school and basketball and stuff."

"We're going to a party then! Invite that whole house, we're going to get you guys together one way or another," Lilly smiles. Marcus shoots an invite out and I start getting ready, throwing on a tight pink mini skirt and black corset top. Someone is totally fucking me tonight. I leave my room, and Lilly, Violet, and Marcus are all ready.

"No Thomas?" I ask.

"He's home visiting his parents, just us tonight!" Lilly smiles. So, no sex tonght, but I'll survive. The doorbell rings and the rest of the guys are here, we're all carpooling. I grab my bag and head toward the door, only to catch Liam staring at my legs.

"My eyes are up here buddy," I tap his chin up to meet my eyes and he rolls his own in response. We all get to the party, Lilly breaks into the alcohol, and I break into the water. I like to stand in the corner and allow people to approach me, I don't do the whole pining thing.

"Hey," fluffy brown hair, basic but cute, with blue eyes, approaches me. "I don't see a drink in your hand."

"I don't usually have a drink at a shindig like this," I look him up and down. He's dressed casually, not too impressive but it could suffice.

"Afraid you'll do something you'll regret?" He leans closer, leaning into a playful smirk on my face.

"I don't need alcohol for that," my words are slow, on purpose of course, seductive. "Iris." I extend a hand, cutting the moment like a knife.

"Chad," he shakes it back. This has to be a frat guy.

"Are you from Alpha Nu Omega?"

"How'd you know!" Of course he's a frat guy. I'm not looking to contract an STD tonight, so I think I'll pass.
"Lucky guess," I mumble, walking past him.

"Hey! Where are you going?" He grabs me by the waist and spins me around.

"Frat guys aren't my thing, flattered tho," I peel his hand off my waist and continue walking.

"But you're just my type."

"Chad?" No way in hell. Liam is standing a few feet away. "Dude, what are you doing?"

"You know him?" I snort.

"He's on the team," Liam eyes him suspiciously.

"You know her?" Chad asks. "Dude please tell me you've tapped that." I scoff, of course a frat guy would say that.

"Why would you talk about a girl like that?" I can tell Liam is offended, and he's not even the girl being referred to.

"Calm down hunny," I say, walking over and placing my hand on his chest, my back to Chad. "All guys say that."

"No, not the good ones."

"I'm just making conversation," Chad shrugs.

"Yeah, sure. You could make conversation a little nicer. You know Marcus is here? If he heard that you'd be dead meat, Iris is his best friend."