My name is Emma (or your name), I live in La and i'm going to school and I'm majoring in film and entertainment. I live in a small apartment with my two friends. Erin and Scarlet.
"Emma, are you coming to that frat party with us tonight?" Erin asked me. She obviously wanted me to go with her, but I wasn't too motivated.
"I don't know guys, I don't feel like getting hungover on the last day to study for my end of semester quiz," I replied. The first semester of my freshman year was almost over, you'd think I would be happy, but I really enjoy school.
"Come on Emma, you never party with us, it would be so much more fun if you came."
"Ok, fine." I finally gave in.
*time skip to 30 minutes before the party*
"Emma, are you almost ready?" Scarlet shouts from the bathroom.
"Yes! I'm just finishing my hair!" I shouted back.
I decided that I was going to flat iron my hair because I didn't want to over dress for a stupid frat party. I was wearing a cropped tank top with dark grey jeans. Not skinny jeans though, I hate skinny jeans. Not because I don't like how they look, just because they are uncomfortable. I am actually really confident about my body. I'm quite skinny, with nice thin thighs. My butt isn't big, but it isn't completely flat. I do have a small chest though. I used to get bullied in high school for my chest, but i've learned to love it. I have thick dark hair that goes about three inches below my shoulder. My hair used to be brown with natural red highlights, but in 8th grade I dyed my hair black and kept it ever since. I have a round face with pale pasty skin and freckles covering my cheeks and nose.
"Emma can you drive?" Scarlet asked, I was still lost in my thoughts and I barely heard her.
"Um, what?" I mumbled.
"Can you drive?" Scarlet repeated looking somewhat annoyed.
"Oh, yeah." I said still not completely hearing her. Hmm I wonder what I just agreed to.
Once we arrived to the frat house, I had regretted my decision on coming. I groaned as we stepped out of the car.
"Don't worry, this going to be fun!" This entire semester Erin and Scarlet had been trying to get me to party with them, but I liked to focus on getting straight A's.
As we stepped into the crowded house I got strong whiff of sweat and alcohol. I scanned the room to try and find a comfy place to sit. I found a nice looking couch and checked if Erin and Scarlet were still with me, but no surprise, they already ditched me to go drink and dance. Typical. I thought. I walked to the couch and sat down, I spent about 15 minuted browsing every social media platform I had to pass the time.
"Hey, you want a drink?" An unknown mans voice asked me.
I looked up and saw a familiar face, but I couldn't seem to remember who it was.
"No, I'm ok."
"Oh, come on just one." He said. Why is he begging me to have a drink, is he trying to roofie me?
"No, really I'm ok." I told him, this time sounding annoyed. I did want a drink, but I didn't trust this guy.
"Alright then, so whats your name?" He asked me as he sat down next to me.
"Emma."
"I'm Bryce."
Wow even his name sounded familiar. Who is this guy? I thought to myself.
"Do I know you?" I asked him. "You look familiar, and even your name sounds familiar."
"I don't think we have met, but I do have quite a following on Youtube and TikTok." "My name is Bryce Hall."
Oh. My. God. I wouldn't consider myself a fangirl so I kept my cool when he said that. Kind of.
"Wow um, um woah." I stuttered. Good job Emma you just embarrassed yourself. As I was stuttering and giggling he grabbed my face and kissed me.

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bryce hall x reader
Hayran Kurgua romantic love story about you (in first person) and sway house member bryce hall. includes friend drama, sex, romance, and more!