I dare you.

Chapter 9

I wake up at what seems to be around 6am in a pool of sweat and in someone else's clothes. At first I think... okay I've done it again. But when I notice the strawberry lube on the bedside table, I realise exactly where I am. 

"You're up nice and early!" Markus teases. 

"Uh... yeah, sure. Why am I here?" I stammer, trying to wrap my brain around what events happened last night. 

"I wish I knew!" He exclaims as he walks over to the bed and sits down, "You were mumbling something about Lady under your breath last night though... I think. The nights a blur." 

"Hm," I sit up and begin to search the bed for my phone, I find it at the end of the bed and check my messages. Nothing. "She hasn't messaged or called me... pretty weird." I hiss. 

"Do you remember ANYTHING from last night?" Markus questions.

"Do you seriously think I do?" I chuckle, pointing my finger at myself before plopping it back onto the bed. 

"Yeah, me too," Markus laughs as he gets up from the bed and walks over to the door, twisting the handle. "Breakfast?"

"Do you reckon all the boys are awake?" I question. 

"I doubt it, they all sleep in. Then again... it is Monday. Do you have any classes?" Markus questions, raising his eyebrows at me.

"Not till later, Let's go." I lie, knowing he would force me to go if I told the truth. I'm way too hungover to go to class right now. I get up from the bed and we head downstairs, walking past a few girls doing the walk of shame. I spot Ari walking down the hall from what looks to be like room 1. She winks at me and walks in the same direction as Markus and I. 

"You know... I've never liked her." Markus whispers as he points at Ari.

"Why?" I ask. To be honest, Ari isn't an easy person to be friends with. To shorten down a long story... she's a bit of a twat. 

"She's got that I-would-fuck-your-boyfriend type of vibe," He shrugs, "It's gross. It's almost like she's the old you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I snap. We reach the bottom of the stairs and head over to the kitchen. There's a few boys sitting on the stools eating breakfast, apart from that the house is pretty empty. I spot Christian from the corner of my eye, cleaning up last nights mess. 

"Well, who do you think egged your parents house?" He teases. 

"That was you!?" I yell, slamming my hand against the cold counter, "What the hell Markus?" 

"You were a man-eater! All over my eye candy!" 

"None of them were gay you moron!" I bite back. 

"Well they were in my mind." Markus snaps, holding his hand up to end the conversation. It's something we do to prevent an argument. 

I walk over to the fridge and grab a bowl of fruit. It's pretty big, more than enough for Markus and I. As I turn around, I see Ace walking over to the frat house gym wearing just boxers. He looks over at me and glares at me before disappearing into the gym. From seeing him, memories flood into my mind from last night. I rub the back of my head which is throbbing from being practically thrown against the wall last night. 

"How are you holding up?" A familiar voice chirps from the other room, I see Christian from around the corner, he comes in and rests his elbow on the counter next to the other boys. 

"Not the best but not the worst." I shrug, I walk over to the counter and place the bowl of fruit in-between Markus and I. 

"Good to hear. Have you seen Lady?" Christian stutters, seeming concerned.