That Frat Boy { Jack Gilinsky Story }

Beatrice walked through the Frat House. Music blasting out the large speakers which were set up in the downstairs living area. The music was so loud, you'd swear the ground was shaking and honestly Beatrice wouldn't be surprised if it was. You don't usually attend Frat Parties since you're still in Highschool, but your friend dragged you to the party. Beatrice would honestly be killed if her parents found out that she was here or even if her brother caught her.

"I really don't think we should be here" I shout over the music, trying to get Mackenzie's attention. The stares of the college boys were really making her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Mackenzie arched her brow, trying to focus her attention on Beatrice but her gaze kept following the shirtless boys which were exploring the Frat House. "Yeah! I know it's great!" She said. She obviously completely misheard Beatrice. Beatrice felt like saying something but stopped wherever she noticed a guy walking towards the girls.