Bring It // EDITING

Ten

"You should wear this." Cami said, holding up a black dress.

"Cam, I wear that to funerals." I laugh. She rolled her eyes and set it down. "You are so difficult."

"Hey! I'm not always difficult."

"You are today."

I threw some socks at her. "Shut up, ginger."

She ducked, laughing. She searched through my clothes as I searched through hers. She squealed, turning to me. "You're wearing this!"

She held up black leather shorts that I didn't know I had and a white high low tank top that showed off a bit of my stomach. I laughed, grabbing the outfit I had for her, which was a black crop top with Jean shorts. We swapped outfits and changed. I redid my makeup, making my eye shadow a bit darker, and put eyeliner and mascara back on, rubbing lip gloss on my lips.

"Ready?" Cami asked. I looked at her and whistled. Her shirt showed off her stomach, which was very toned. Her hair had a messy look to it, making her look wild, but intriguing. I nodded, slipping my white converse on my feet, grabbing my phone.

As we were leaving, I took one last look in the mirror and scrunched my nose up. I curled my hair a bit, then put on a black bandana, tying it at the top.

I climbed into Cami's car that she actually happened to get yesterday. The seats were plush and soft. I sighed happily, sinking into the passenger seat. Cami laughed and climbed in starting it up.

"Are Sophia and Michelle coming?" I asked her. She nodded. "They're getting ready, Michelle texted me saying to just go ahead, And that they'll be there soon." She explained. I nodded and turned the radio on, humming along to the music.

We arrived at the Frat house, the music shook the ground beneath my feet. I smiled, this out to be a fun night.

We walked inside, being crowded by already drunk students. Louis walked by, then noticed me by the door. He grinned, jogging over and attacking in a bear hug.

"Hey babe!" he yelled over the music. I hugged him back, smiling. "Hey Lou, you didn't tell me you lived in this frat house." I said. He shrugged. "Sorry, didn't really matter to me at the moment." he laughed. I smiled. I turned to invite Cami, but she was talking to a few guys, so I let her be.

I followed Louis to the kitchen, where others were talking and laughing with each other, some more drunk than most. Louis made a drink and handed it to me. I looked down the cup, a dark pink liquid. I sniffed it, smelling pineapple and cranberry juice. I tipped my head back, taking a drink. It was pretty good.

"Hey, there's Liam." I pointed. He stood at a table with a few more people, laughing. I grabbed Louis' hand, pulling him to the table.

"Hi Liam." I chirped. He looked down and smiled. "Delaney, you made it." he said, hugging me. I hugged back, drinking. "This drink is amazing. Louis, what is it?"

"Wet Pussy."

I coughed, choking on my drink. "Excuse me?"

Louis smirked. "Wet Pussy."

"What the fuck?"

"You're drinking a wet pussy. Good huh?"

I looked down into my cup. "Um..."

"Louis, what the fuck?" Liam glared. He put his hands up in surrender. "It's just the name of the drink."

I set the cup down, observing the scenery, seeing red cups lined up in a triangle.

"What's this" I asked. "Beer Pong, have you ever played?" Liam pointed to the game. I shook my head. "I haven't."

"I call next round!" Louis called.