You have never had a good experience with guys or relationships. You've been ditched, cheated on and pushed around. But you were strong and you put that all behind you. You decided to have break from any boys. A few years pass and you're now a junior in college. You were a good student in school, having some of the top grades in the toughest classes.

You had been invited to a party at one of the frat houses. You didn't really want to go but your so called "friends" dragged you. The party was the opposite of your kind of thing. It was loud, reeked of booze and weed. You were a wall flower and kept to yourself, until you were approached by an old friend. Tyson had been your friend for years before college, you were closer to him then anyone else. He knew you better than you knew yourself, and when you were younger, he called you his girl. He was a rugged, tall, muscular grungey man with piercings and tattoos, long white hair with dark roots and mocha skin