Jamie POV
I was home alone. I guess the boy went out. You see I live with a fraternity and I'm the only girl in the house. I walked into the kitchen, stepping over broken beer bottles. As I open the fridge door I saw a note.
Hey we went out for the day. Can you clean the house before we get home? Thanks. See you at 6:00 my chocolate goddess. Carter.
You see there's are about 9 of them
Cameron- 24. He got held back. Twice.
Taylor- 23. He knows how to party. But I always have to treat his hangovers.
Carter- 22. We are BFFS and he is the one how said I could live here.
Jack G.- 22. Loves brain games. Things that make you think in a short amount of time
Jack J.- 22. He loves to improv. He will literally make up characters at the most random moments
Nash- 21. He is really sweet until he gets a hold of alcohol.
Matt- 21. He is the manliest form of a sass master I have ever seen. But that's not saying much since I went to all girl school.
Shawn- 20. He is the hopeless romantic. He doesn't hook up as much as the other boys because he is waiting for the 'one' supposedly.
Aaron- 20. He is just plain crazy
Hayes- 18. He is the youngest. The baby but he is a BIG flirt.
I looked around at the house filled with empty bottles, old pizza boxes and the strange smell of college boy. It's 2:00 P.M. Ugh, I better get started. Plugging in the stereo, I blasted my music. I danced while picking things up. The music seemed to match perfectly.
"Hard out here for a bitch." I sang along. Before I knew it I was halfway done. Hard out here was on repeat for about an hour.
I was picking up trash and saw what looked like a balloon. "Eww a condom" I squealed.
"It's hard out here for a bitch" my iPod sang as I flung the used condom into a bag.
"You've got that right." I grumbled
After finishing I had about an hour until the boys came home so I figured to ah a little fun. I stunk into Shawn's room and grabbed his electric guitar from the closet.
"Mwahaha" I laughed evilly.
Carter POV
It was 2:00 am and we all had a hangover. We were sleeping peacefully until the loud blast of a guitar woke us up. I looked to see Jamie with guitar at the end of the hall with a bunch of amps.
"Payback is painful." She chuckled before strumming the guitar to a familiar song.
"Ah" Hayes winced.
"Who the fu-" Shawn storms out of his room to see Jamie playing his guitar.
"Shawn pass me an acoustic." Jamie shouted. Shawn obeyed coming back into the hallway with an acoustic guitar.
"Why?" Nash asked puzzled.
"Maybe next time don't make me pick up used condoms."
