The Frat Boy

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The weekend finally came which mean that the first week of school was done. I woke up Saturday morning kind of excited for the party. Partying isn't typically my thing but this was different. Maybe it's because Demi will be there. I didn't tell Alyssa about that because I didn't want her to make the dumb comments about her that she does. And it makes me feel awkward. She's my teacher for crying out loud.

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The day went by fast and it was now 7:30pm and I was almost ready to leave. Campus was an hour away and Alyssa wanted to be there by 10. My phone vibrated. It was Alyssa saying she was on her way. One final look in the mirror and I looked good as hell. I had on black ripped skinny jeans, black and white nike jacket and my all black nike shoes. I put in my diamond earring and finished off my look with an all white nike hat. I looked like a nike spokes girl but I looked good doing it.

"Damn baby who you tryna look good for?" Alyssa said in her 'ghetto' voice as she walked into my room.

"Well, I may have forgotten to mention this before but Demi will be at the party." I said giving her an awkward smile.

"WHAT HOW DO YOU KNOW DUDE THIS IS AWESOME" she screamed.

"What's so awesome?" My mom said walking into my bedroom.

"Your daughters crush is gonna be at the party." Alyssa said to my mom.

"I came in here to talk about the party. You girls are 18 and I respect that. But no drinking and no smoking. And if you decide not to follow my rule then you can always call me to pick you up." She said winking then walking out of my bedroom.

We both knew damn well my mom didn't care if we drank or not. She just says that stuff to make my dad happy who was more strict on the drinking rules but he wasn't home so it didn't really matter. She just did want us to drink and drive.

9:00 finally came around and we headed out the door. I kissed my mom goodbye as we got in the car.

The whole way there all we did was blast music to get ourselves hyped for this party. Alyssa kept handing me beers to drink and I only got 2 of them down in the whole car ride. I didn't need any music or drinks to get me excited though. I was excited enough knowing Demi was going to be there. Which is sad really. I'm excited over a teacher for once in my life.

We pulled up and parked a block away. I noticed the car in front of us looked just like Demi's.

"I think that's Demi's car." I pointed and looked at Alyssa.

"Oh good. Then your girls already here." She smiled at me.

I got so nervous. This had to be the most inappropriate thing I've ever done. Something about being at a frat party with a teacher and alcohol being involved, didn't sit well with me. 'fuck it. It's Saturday night. It's gonna be fun' I thought to myself.

We got out of the car and headed for the front doors of the huge frat house. This place looked like a mansion. You could hear the music blaring from down the street but surprisingly there was no one outside except for 2 guys at the door.

"Names?" One of the guys says.

"I'm Alyssa Mathis, this is Emily Robins."

"All set. Do you plan on drinking?" The guy asked.

"Hell yeah." Alyssa replied.

"Alright we'll take your keys then."

Alyssa handed over her keys and the guys opened the door for us. This was a rager like I had never seen before. People everywhere, alcohol everywhere, 3 tables of beer pong, 2 tables for flip cup, flashing lights, a live band. And as I was noticing the dance floor, I saw Demi, dancing looking more beautiful and natural than I had ever seen her. She was wearing loose jeans, a white jacket that was hanging off of her shoulder and a white tank top underneath. She had a drink in hand so I figured she was already drunk.

"HELLO EARTH TO EMILY!?" Alyssa screamed over the music directly in my face. "have a drink!" She handed me a cup and I took a sip. Definitely tasted like cheap vodka and some sort of juice. But it wasn't too bad and after 2 beers I wasn't that drunk.

Alyssa grabbed my hand and wiggled her way through everyone to get to the dance floor. I had lost sight of Demi by that point but I knew that she was somewhere in this crowd. Music stopped and we looked around. Wondering where it went. The band left the stage leaving the music to the DJ.

"ARE YOU ALL READY TO FUCKING PARTY!" The DJ yelled into the mic and everyone cheered back in excitement.

He started the music playing a throw back that everyone seemed to love "Trap Queen" by Fetty. Everyone started dancing and Derek made his way over to Alyssa. They started dancing and I looked around for Demi and saw her dancing on some frat boy. With that, I chugged the rest of my drink now feeling slightly buzzed, and left the dance floor to get another. As I was pouring the vodka I felt someone's presence behind me.

"Are you old enough to drink?" I heard that sweet voice say from behind me.

"I am tonight. Are you?" I smiled back at her not feeling nervous because the alcohol kept me calm.

"I am actually. And not just tonight. Just turned 21!" she laughed.

"Are you drunk?" I asked.

"Buzzed but feeling good. You dance?"

"I have a feeling that I'm going to." She grabbed my hand and lead me back to the dance floor and I tried not to spill my drink, she as well.

We were dancing not touching each other. I was afraid to. Afraid someone here would know that she was my teacher other than Alyssa and Derek. They didn't care though. The song ended and Best Love Song by T-Pain came on. Another throwback. and Demi turned around and faced me.

"This is my fucking song!" She screamed over the intro of the song. I loved the sparkle in her eye.

She started singing along with the song but I couldn't hear her because the music and bass were so loud. She moved in close to me, still singing and started dancing. While looking up at me in the eyes giving me this sexy look that sent chills down my spine. Both of us drunk at this point, and throwing our cups in the air. We started lip syncing to each other. I guess we were causing a scene because everyone started cheering and forming a circle around us and some people joined in acting as our back up dancers and it was badass as fuck. Demi started and I started to back up allowing her to control the circle. She started with the first chorus.

Demi's part:
"It's gotta be the crunkest
It's gotta be the loudest
It's gotta be the best, the best love song she's ever heard in her life
I gotta tell her how I feel
I gotta let her hear,
the best love song she ever heard in her life
No need for me to write it,
I just gotta picture her smiling,
And if you feel that way,"  (she pointed at me)

She got in my face for this part and tugged on my jacket and smirked while she sang and that got me incredibly weak.

"go ahead and kiss your baby
Now we've got the whole stadium in love like yeah"

Accepting her challenge, I jumped on the stage and grabbed the mic actually singing along with the song now.

"Turn up the lights, give me a mic
I'm bout to sing it to her just how she likes
Jump off the stage bombs away,"

I literally jumped off of the stage and walked up to Demi returning the favor of getting in her face.

"Crowd surfin' all the way cowabunga
You know it's right, just do the wave (I winked at her)
Girl just move your body like a snake
And if you wanna get with me
Put your hands in the air, show me that energy"

During the next chorus and verse we just danced along with everyone else still formed in the circle around us. Demi pressed her body on mine and and slowly dropped to the floor with her hands on my stomach and slowly danced her way back up. I couldn't take this. I was drunk and I just wanted to fucking kiss her.

"Go ahead and kiss your baby and now we got the whole stadium in love like" she sang along to me. I assumed she was dropping a hint but I ignored it and continued dancing. I grabbed her hips and she wrapped her arms around my neck as she was grinding on me. Once again she sang that part to me, smirking and I gave in. With my hands on her hips and alcohol in my veins, I looked her straight in her eyes and pulled her in to me, connecting our lips. It was a beautiful feeling and everyone cheered us on.

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