Your best friends are the most ridiculous group of frat guys (and some girls). They treated you like a younger sister, protective, sweet—it just happened.

They didn't want you getting wasted at settings like these. That's how you found yourself literally being babysat by Paige at a party.

"You're ain't getting drunk tonight—not on my watch." Paige shook her head, glancing down at you with her arms crossed. No matter how much you whined and pleaded, the tall blonde wouldn't budge.