College Kids (A Matt Espinosa Fan-Fic)

Chapter 2-The Panty Dropper

Emerson's POV

After Matt and Zack helped us unpack and get situated, they left, so, Rylie and I started to talk.

"Are you going to the party tomorrow night?" Rylie asks me.

"Uh, I don't think I was invited." I tell her, unsure of what party she was talking about.

"You don't really get invited to it, idiot. This frat-actually Zack's frat-always throws a big party at the beginning of the year. I've never been, obviously, but I've heard they're legendary. Just come. I promise you'll have fun." She explains and I shrug, unsure.

I've never been much of a party person. They just don't appeal to me very much. Plus I hate beer.

"I-I'll think about it." I say, half smiling.

"Matt will be thereeee." She taunts.

"Is that supposed to make me want to go?" I ask, laughing at her.

"Ohhhh, please. I saw you when he walked in. You looked at him like he was a god." She says, rolling her eyes.

I just scoff at her and make a noise in my throat, somewhere in between a groan and a whine.

"Go. Pleaseeeeeee. For me?" She whines. I huff.

"Fine." I groan. "But I dunno what to wear."

"Oh. I can help you with that." she answers, grinning devilishly.

She walks over to her suitcase.

"I brought a bunch of party dresses because it's college so parties and stuff." She says while rustling through her bag. "Hmmm. Which to choose." She sighs as she holds up a red one and a black lace one.

She hands them both to me. I lay the black one on my bed and walk into the bathroom to try on the red one. I put it on and walk out.

"Eh. Try the other one." Rylie shrugs.

I groan and grab the other one. Quickly putting it on I walk out and Rylie looks over. She raises one eyebrow and smirks.

"Perfect." She says. I look in the mirror. It's nice. It hugs my body in all the right places.

"Ok. Now go put your regular clothes back on. We have approximately 4 hours until we should head over to the party.

I looked over at the clock. It read "4:47". I walked over and started unpacking one of the boxes holding my clothes.

"So that means we should unpack for about two hours and then get ready for the other two." Rylie mumbles to herself. I smile. She seems pretty cool. This year should be fun.

About an hour into unpacking, there was a knock at the door. Rylie quickly turned off her music and I walked over and opened the door. It's was Matt.

"Uh hey sorry to bother you, but Zack found this with his boxes. It must have gotten mixed up." He says, handing me a box labeled "Emerson".

"Oh, thank you." I say, reaching out to grab it. He hands it to me but it slips and lands I'm the floor, bursting open and spilling a bunch of my bras and underwear all over the floor.

Rylie bursts out laughing and I feel myself blush.

Matt turns bright red. "I am so sorry. And I would help you clean that up but I have a feeling you would rather I don't touch your-uh-certain articles of clothing." He says awkwardly.

"Oh Matthew, you're quite the panty dropper." Rylie says with a smug smile.

"Ayyye." Matt answers, winking.

I bend down and quickly gather up my underwear and bras and then put them back in the box.

"Sorry-uh sorry about that..." He says, rubbing the back of his neck.

"No worries." I answer and he smiles.

"So are you guys coming to the party tonight?" He asks, changing the subject.

"Hell yeah." Rylie answers. Matt turns around so he's facing me.

"Are you going?" He asks.

"Me? Oh. Yeah I guess." I answer, shrugging. He smiles and then puts his arm around my shoulder.

"Woop, you're first college party!" He says shaking me a little. I feel myself blushing again and hide my fave in my hands, laughing.

"Stoppppp. You're even worse than Zack." I groan sarcastically. He puts a hand to his heart and feigns pains.

"That hurts. Truly. I am wounded. But, alas I must go and help set up for the party. Seeya guys tonight. And sorry again about the whole "Panty dropper" thing." He says, turning around and then walking out, shutting the door behind him.

Rylie looks at me and wiggles her eyebrows.

"Shut up." I groan.

"I didn't say anything!" She answers.

"Yeah, but you're face did." I tell her and she just wiggles her eyebrows even more.

A/N: GUYS I KNOW IM A HORRIBLE PERSON AND I HAVENT UPDATED IN 64 YEARS BUT I AM SORRY AND IT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN. ILL TRY TO UPDATE EVERY MONDAY FROM NOW ON. AND ILL EITHER UPDATE AGAIN TONIGHT OR TOMORROW

-Allison