The rest of Friday I just ate unhealthy snacks and watched my season 3 DVD of The Big Bang Theory. Hayle came in a little after I received that text from Niall, and started talking about a party going on at one of the fraternity houses.
I know people talk about how the greatest thing about college was the crazy parties that went on. Alumni would talk about how drunk you would get and have hook ups with random people only to have to wake up the next morning with a massive hangover but at the same time realize you had the "time of your life". Even the movies nowadays show that aspect of college parties being the only thing to look forward too after Highschool. I felt like some people only went to college just so they can go to the parties. Me on the other hand didn't feel the need to go. I didn't think that the way to have fun was to get drunk and pass out then wake up with a headache and fuzzy memory of events of the pervious night. Staying cooped up in my dorm watching my season DVDs of The Big Bang Theory was good enough for me.
While Hayle was getting ready I paused the TV to hear her ramble on about what she heard about the party.
"The party is at the big frat house like 5 blocks from here. A lot of people were talking about in my world history class today so you know what that means?" She turns around from in front of the big wall mirror to look at me with a mischievous grin.
"No please enlighten me." I say sarcastically in a monotone voice. I could really care less about what people talk about.
"Boys. Frat boys at that. I saw a couple boys with the frat necklace on earlier today and let me tell you they were all fine pieces of ass." She tells me seriously.
I grimaced at her for her choice of words. Clearly seeing how unimpressed I was she scoffed and turned back to apply her make up.
"I honestly don't know what's wrong with you." She says with one eye open trying to put on mascara.
I shrug and resume the TV show while stuffing my face with fudge covered Oreos.
Once Hayle finally left after nagging me for a good 5 minutes before she left asking if I was sure I didn't want to go I was finally left alone.
I sighed and wanted to call someone up to hangout with me but I realized I didn't have anyone. I had Hayle but me and her had different likings. I was kind of wishing I made more friends instead of worrying about what Niall was doing.
I wonder what he was doing now?
I still never texted him although I wanted to.
Around 3 am I was getting close to the end of season 4 and was starting to drift of to sleep until Hayle barged through the door. I saw her dark figure stumble through the door.
I got up asking if she needed help since she kept running into things. I didn't need her recking the room especially any of my stuff.
"Oh my god El!" She hiccuped. "You missed the best party. It was unfuckingbelieveable." Her words slurred together as she talks. She also couldn't stop giggling. I helped her to her bed and took her shoes off. I didn't even bother helping her change into pajamas assuming she was probably too drunk to care.
"The music was great. The boys were great even though I didn't get to sex any up." She whined and pouted, sticking out her bottom lip. I just shook my head and walked back to my own bed getting the remote and turning the Tv off.
"Oh my god Ella there was a fight!" She yelled.
"Hayle go to sleep and shut up."
"No need to rude party pooper." She giggled while popping her p's.
