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Christina's POV

Hard lemonade... check
Apple cider... check
Beer... check
Snacks... check
Decent looking self......

"Will! Where did my eyeliner go?!" I scream. I need my eyeliner. It's one of the only thing that makes me look remotely good looking. It's an essential.

"Babe, you look great. you don't have to cake your face with makeup." He replies as his arms snake around my waist from behind me. He kisses my neck, but then I break away from his grasp.

"Now isn't the time and I don't want to go any further right now. We're already pregnant."

I run into our room and grab all of my makeup. I just apply beauty base one. Simply eyeliner, eyeshadow, and lipstick. Two minutes is all it takes to apply it all perfectly, and in approximately 3 minutes people should be getting here.

When I come out of my room, there's already 4 girls sitting awkwardly on my couch. It's those initiates that I invited. I can only remember Taylor though. She has the striking blue highlights all through her hair.

"Hey girls!" I say rather cheerfully. Taylor gets up with another girl that looks sort of like her, except with brown hair. I think her name was Mak.

"Thank you so much for inviting us! I can't wait for everyone to get here so we can play." Mak says.

"No problem. It's my honor to host you guys." I reply. "So how about we get to know each other a little better."

We all take a seat. They sit on the couch they were previously sitting on, and I sit on a leather chair that is placed diagonally from the couch.

"So how old are you, Christina?" A blonde one asks me.

"I'm 21 years old, and I have a gut feeling that y'all are 16." I answer with a smile.

"Actually, I'm 17." Says Taylor. Now I'm confused as hell. How the hell can she be 17 and in initiation? My confusion must've been very evident, because Taylor explains to me her story. And I thought losing my eyeliner was bad.

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