Let me start by introducing myself, my name is Sara Longhorn. I am twenty two years old and I am half way to getting my doctorate degree in psychology. Yes, I have always been a book worm and yes, I am somewhat of a genius. I knew from a very young age that I was smarter then most of the people around me and that seemed to make conversations more then alittle boring, if you know what I'm saying. Kids my age always seemed too far behind me to keep up so I just kept to myself. I figured, who needs friends, I can just study my ass off to get where I want to be in life the quickest way possible then things would just work themselves out. Boy was I wrong!
After basically keeping my nose in the books through the entirety of my school years, then on into my first few years here at Stanford, I needed to get out there. I needed friends and I needed them now! I never really stopped to realize how lonely I had been all these years. I just kept my eye on the prize, so to speak. Well not anymore!
It was a typical Friday morning, my roommate, who's name I never bothered to remember, was running late again. I decided that this time I would wake her up then surely that would be the start of at least some kind of friendship, right? Wrong! This girl, laying there half naked with her black hair all tangled across her face, was not happy when I woke her up. 'What the fuck do you want nerd?' she shouted as she pulled her blanket over her head. 'You may want to get to class for your semester exams, if your late again they will surely make the call to your parents. And with spring break coming up you don't want that,' I said, hoping she would at least acknowledge me. 'What do you know nerd?' she spat back.
I decided that it wasn't worth me being late myself so I made my way to class. Brenda, I'm pretty sure is her name, came in about ten minutes after class started. She looked like she just stepped out of a magazine of course. I never understood how she did it, stay out all hours then not only slept in but managed to look like that every day. Here I was, all frumpy and whatnot!
Brenda came and sat next to me for the first time ever and threw her arm over my shoulder, 'Thanks roomy, I would've slept all day if it wasn't for you. It's about damn time you acted like a normal person for once. How about you come to a party with me tonight to loosen up those purse strings?' I didn't know whether to be offended or just go with it so I just nodded at her then class started.
I actually gave in and let Brenda help me dress 'proper' as she called it, for the party. I didn't mind my clothes but she said I dress like a nun so I just went with what she suggested. Actually I went with her third suggestion. The first two made me look like a street walker.
We were at the party for about an hour before I finally gave in and had my first drink. It burned going down but I was able to hide that fact. People were already looking at me like I was a new kid so I definitely didn't want them to know I had never drank before. Hell, I never done anything except study and sleep basically. I didn't know it but that was all about to change, and fast!
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