You and your best friend decided to split off, going to two different colleges. But that never meant you guys didn’t see each other. Like tonight, she invited you out to her one of her colleges many fraternity parties. You weren’t a party girl, but— hey, there’s a first for everything.

You two ended up arriving a little late. But that’s typical. Your friend was comfortable, conversing with everything since she new all of them. But you were an outsider, someone from a different college. And it was kind of nerve wrecking.

The house reeked of alcohol and weed, some rooms more gassed and foggy than the others. You decided to take a minute, and stand at the kitchen counter with a deep breathe.

“I’ve never seen you before.” A masculine voice spoke from behind you, before Chaz rolled up on your side. A unopened cold one in his right hand. His other hand empty, and resting on the counter. He seemed like a sweetheart, and he wasn’t drunk..yet. And Only if you knew he was this colleges hot shot football player.