The Professor

Chapter 7- The Professor

Chapter 7

We walk up the huge sorority house, seeing people passed out on lawns, solo cups everywhere, and loud music coming up from the house.

I'm positive this will be the craziest night of my life because 1) this is a college party and 2) this is the first actual party I've ever been to.

As Grace and I walk inside, we come to see people grinding up on each other, people downing vodka and other types of alcohol, people dancing on tables and counters, and most of all, people making out?

Honestly, just have sex right in front of me, you're close enough to it.

"Let's get some drinks!" Grace tries to yell over the music along with my barely understanding her.

Why not drink? Even though I'm only nineteen and it's illegal, there's free booze and people my age are drinking already, so therefor. Why the hell not?

As we move between people, some puts their hands on my waist, I can basically feel the bulge through this guys pants.

My eyes widen as his hands move further down, I turn around to see a very, very hot guy, but unfortunately I don't know him, and I don't like random strangers hands on me.

I grab his hands off of my waist and throw them to his side, I then put my hands on his chest and push him away from me along with him stumbling backwards.

"Hey!" He yells. "I was just trying to have some fun, you know?" He says, running back towards me.

As I'm still trying to follow Grace, i run my hands through my hair along with the hot stranger following me. "I don't like random strangers feeling me up, now I think you're wasting your time."

I can basically smell the alcohol and cigarettes coming from his breath when he breathes. "C'mon babe." He says, putting his hands back on me.

I grab his hands and push him once again. "No means no, I suggest you go feel someone else up." I say, people start to stare at me and cheer me on as if I did something good.

"New freshie has guts, guess she doesn't know who he is." Someone says loud enough for me to hear them.

I shake my head and stand on my tippy toes, trying to find where Grace went, I find someone with a drink in their hand. "Where's all the drinks?" I ask.

The person points straight ahead to a room, which I'm guessing is the kitchen. I quickly walk down the hall in and out of people, trying to get through.

I see Grace mixing some drinks together, she sees me and smiles. "Bon Appetit." She says as she hands me my drink.

"What's in it?" I ask, smelling the red solo cup, whatever is in it, is strong as hell.

"Ninety five percent vodka and five percent cherry juice." She says, downing her drink.

Did I mention that Grace is a partier too?

My eyes widen. "I've never drank before, is this safe?" I ask.

"Well, you'll have the worst hangover ever, but why not? We're in college baby!" She screams over everyone talking, people start to cheer her on.

I bring the cup to my lips, taking a small drink. I instantly widen my eyes, is it okay if it burns? My idea of fun is learning science and watching Netflix, I didn't sign up for this partying shit. But who the hell cares now?

I walk into the group of people grinding up against each other and dancing, everyone dances to the song 'Skateboard P' along with the song blaring through the house.

I let my body dance to the rhythm, downing the drink with an aching pain, wanting to throw up. But because I'm living my life, I go and get more.

It had to of been a few hours later, and now I'm drunk as hell, while dancing on the table in the kitchen. People scream and cheer me on as I down the vodka bottle.

Once I'm finished, I hold it up and scream. "Say cheers to college!" People scream until they're out of breath.

Because of how drunk i am, i can barely stand up. My world is spinning and i feel like I'm about to pass out. But college life is fucking amazing, I'm glad I'm out of high school because honestly, this is the best place ever.

I get down off of the table, slipping and falling on the floor, the crowd goes silent, but somehow in hell I get back up.

The crowd goes wild, while i move in between a lot of people, I move around everyone until I'm outside on the front lawn.

I trip a lot as I walk down the side walk, I look down and realize I'm missing a shoe. When did that happen?

My body feels like it's going to tip over any minute now, I feel like I'm floating up in the air and gravity isn't pulling me down.

My eyes are about to shut any minute now, but I feel the need to go somewhere and that's exactly what i do.

Somehow I get back to my apartment complex, still wobbling, along with a lot of people staring at me. Oh man will Grace be pissed that I left her, but oh well. She's probably having sex in some bedroom with a hook up she found because that's what Grace is like. I love her anyways.

I go to push the elevator button, but I end up punching the wall instead of the button, I get up closer to the wall and finally see a blurry button going up.

Once it opens I walk slowly into the elevator and press floor six, thankfully the buttons are bigger.

Wait a second, how will I find Bryant's apartment if I don't know what room? Guess I'll just have to knock on certain peoples doors.

After knocking on several people's doors saying that 'Bryant Johnson' doesn't live here, I come to the end of the hall.

He has to live here.