A year of change

Expectation

I was sickened to the stomach when I realized that I had signed up in an institute that supported Chicken Week.

Heading to morning class as I normally did, I saw a big group with signs and...feathers at the big building also known as the head office, and they were shouting the cheer of Chicken Week.

"EXCUSE ME!" Riley screamed, as she pushed people aside and I followed behind her, naked bodies hitting us and I tried not to grimace when my face hit a smelly, hairy armpit.

"IF Y'ALL ARE GOING TO PROTEST NAKED AT LEAST HAVE THE DECENCY TO PUT SOME DEODORANT!" Riley yelled, and I tried not to smirk as she had read my mind.

"Support the cause!" A guy said from behind me.

I shook my head and eyed the feathers in his hands, "no thanks, unless you guys are offering food then maybe I'll reconsider."

He smirked at me and before he could utter anything else Riley threw a glare at me and snatched me away once we reached the exit of the swarm of bodies.

"No." She snapped, and I sighed.

"Chicken Week is known for being a monstrous week full of humiliation, and anything worth ruining your repuation here. So stay out of it." Riley scolded at me, and I bit my lip.

Mom had told me all about Chicken Week once I had started my first day here, and she said that it was the best week of her life.

Maybe because she got to skip a week full of assignments and tests, but I sure as hell didn't really find it that interesting, not after looking through her photo album.

Let me explain what exactly is Chicken Week. A week full of races, testing the level of stupidty, and free food.

I'm kidding about the free food.

Basically it was a week where anyone qualified in the freshmen year would put their name in this bix piñata and if your chosen, the seniors would make up this impossible challenge in front of the whole campus. Almost lile truth or dare. Except there are no truths, just dares, and the only thing that can save you is having your name all the way at the bottom.

If you refused a dare, you were stuck either with feathers all over your body or dressed in a chicken costume for a whole month.

It may seem not much of a big deal but whatever has happened inside that costume...well I wouldn't be surprised to find used condoms in there.

The dares were utterly horrifying as they would go to such lengths to make sure you were either embarrassed or manage to pull it off. It was a loose loose situation.

But whatever happened last year seemed to tick the dean, and they decided to cancel Chicken Week this year.

"Would the guys even bother trying out Chicken Week?" I asked Riley.

She snorted and started fixing her hair.

"I would bet every single nerve in my system that they would. Will would be tje first one putting in his name in that stupid chicken piñata."

I laughed and waved at Riley as I headed to English, ready to see what else my professor would pile on me.

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Chicken Week managed to come back.

I gritted my teeth and stared in horror at the sheet waiting for anyone to pluck a paper off and slip their name in the piñata.

"Are you going to risk your reputation by putting in your name or are you going to chicken out?" Will said from beside me, and smirked once I let out a small growl.

"No. I'd rather get through my first year by not participating in irrelevant stuff like this. How was Mr. Tao persuaded so easily?"

Will shrugged and nodded at Vincent who was ready to slip his name in the big piñata.

I rolled my eyes as they fist bumped each other and heard two familiar couples bickering at each other.

"If you do this Josh, we aren't having sex for eight months do you hear me?" I cringed and Will bursted out laughing, Vincent chuckling quietly.

"Babe...the other guys are doing this."

"So what if they are? Your manly enough, so don't do this to prove a point."

I could hear Josh sighing and they finally arrived where we were.

"So Josh, you want sex in five weeks or until next year." Will said, trying to control his giggles.

He glared at him and glanced down at Riley pleadingly.

"No."

"My name won't even be called out, it's just to show my spirit in this place."

She shook her head and glared at him.

"Remember what I said, and if you want to be eating stale bread for a month your more than welcomed to shove your name inside that piñata."

Seeing this was causing me a big headache and I shivered.

"Will can you put your name in there again, please?" Josh finally said.

He shook his head, "no can do bro, my name is already in there for six chances to get picked. I've reached my maximum."

Josh sighed and glanced at Vincent who also shook his head.

Knowing that Josh wouldn't glance at me, is what made me do the next thing I did.

Without even thinking twice I grabbed three white slips and filled my name on each sheet, and I could hear Riley's gasp from behind me.

"Are you insane?"

"No, just not a chicken." I replied.

Closing my eyes I did the deed, putting in the three slips that would determine my name and I felt someone patting my shoulder.

"Out of the two thousand names in there, I hardly think you'd be chosen Violet."

I sighed and glanced at Josh, "let's hope so, otherwise I'm gonna be stuck in a chicken costume for the rest of this semester."

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Very short guys but I came out of my writers block.

I promise next chaptet is gonna mention more about school,work and overall life, it's pretty late so I have to go to sleep soon.

I'm sorry in advance for any typos I'm just really tired to go back and read zzz.