You were just a freshman in college and had no idea what to expect. Obviously you have seen the movies and read the books; they make it seem like it's party central, but the memes that you see plastered all over social media say otherwise. Lets just say that you were going to keep an open mind.
"Hey Y/N, are you going to come with me?" Your best friend, Allyson, asked.
"Where?" All you had planned for the night was to unpack and probably do nothing else. It was your first night on campus.
"There's a frat party that I was invited to and was told that I could bring someone."
You got up, deciding to go, and began to get dressed. You wore a white v-cut cocktail dress, put on a pair of black studded high heel ankle boots, and applied some make-up to finish off your look. When you and Allyson arrived at the party, of course she disappeared. The music was so loud and the bass pounded in your chest. Sweaty bodies were lingering everywhere, some were drunk, some were stoned, some were even both drunk and stoned. You weren't much of a drinker so you brought your own water bottle and steered clear of the marijuana.
All you were doing was walking around being an outcast and not really feeling in the party spirit. You decided to go back to your dorm and do what you had planned. At least you tried, right? You remembered that you came with Allyson so you were trying to find her to inform her that you were leaving. You couldn't find her amongst the hundreds of people crowding the entire flat. Surprisingly you were able to hear her yell above the music blasting.
"I said no. Get off."
You ran towards her voice to find a drunken man running his hands all over her body and kissing her neck. She looked really uncomfortable so you grabbed the guy by his shoulder and forcefully turned him around to face you, "Hey asshat, I believe she told you to get off."
He shook your hand off and looked you up and down with an amused look on his face, "I didn't think it was any of your business."
"She happens to be my best friend. It would be a shame if I had to break a nail while knocking you on your ass," you threatened, not standing down.
The man laughed at you, not even paying any attention to Allyson now, "Listen here, babe. I'm a 6'5, 280 pound, tight end football player for the team. You can't do shit to me besides giving me your fine ass body upstairs in an empty bedroom."
You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and shoved him up against the wall but he shoved you back.
"You better stop before you piss me off," he growled.
You turned your head slightly to the right, "I don't think you want to piss me off but you already have. You're about to be embarrassed in front of all your mates." He gave you a smirk and rolled his eyes before he went to slap you but you grabbed his arm and within seconds you had flipped him over and his body crashed onto a glass coffee table that had shattered.
Everybody stopped what they were doing and stared. The music was cut off and silence filled the air. Well, other than the groans of pain coming from the man that just went through glass.
"What the fuck did you just do?!" You heard a thick Australian voice yell. Your head shot up in the direction the voice had come from.
Another tall and muscular man came in view as he pushed his way through the crowd. He had short, brown, curly hair, tan skin and hazel-green eyes. He looked very familiar, you just couldn't figure out why.
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