trouble, thats all you were---atleast for victoria you were. Victoria was a Law Student, a efficent, smart Student, who was a Debate team captain aswell. You were smart too, dont worry she knew that. You partied often, she partied less---sometimes she would sometimes she wouldn't she wasn't consistant. She'd admit though, your smart mouth she equally hated n' loved spinned her head in circles. Did you always have to sass her?

tonight, was one of the very few parties she was forced apon to attented. A frat party, by some jocks of the sorts. Her friend ushered her to because her boyfriend would be there + it was a free no car crash drive home! by yours truly: Victoria Neuman. She stood against the wall, SOLO cup in her hand full off some cheap alcohol. Music booming in her ears. the debate meet riled up a headache, the party? more of a headache. She was having fun, she promises, just the ciggarettes, drugs, beer, alcohol, music etcera--headache central.

Until you waltzed your way over, adorned in a pretty dress, dolled up, whatever. Fine as fuck and you know it, sweet talking her up again. Convincing her and whatever. She only smiled, it was geninune though. Fingers twirling your hair, pretty eyes looking at her all wide eyed on purpose, trying to lure her into being yours for the night again. "Could've just asked," Neuman chuckled, knowing Asking really wasn't your thing. this, right here, was YOUR specility.