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I wake up to loud rambling downstairs, I mean, I know live in a sorority with like 25 other girls but things just seem a little bit too hectic, even more than usual.

I lazily get up from my bed and walk to the bathroom, dragging my feet on the floor since I'm still half asleep. For some reason, I still have some mascara on and my hair is a complete mess, but I'm not planning on going out of the house today so I just remove the smeared mascara, wash my teeth and go downstairs. Even though my hair looks super messy, I just opt to put it in a bun to try and delay my very much needed shower.

I let out a loud huff as I exit the bathroom and begin my journey downstairs to find something to eat. I'm sure food and an aspirin will cure my disgusting hangover.

For some context, the sorority I live in is a three-story house, the first floor being just the kitchen and living room and the top two just full of bedrooms and bathrooms. It is quite spacious and even though there are literally so many girls living in here at the same time, you barely even notice since it's hella comfortable.

I was lucky enough to be given a room in the middle floor, I can't even imagine having to walk up and down two stairs every time I either need to go back to my room or go somewhere else. Or, when I'm drunk, oh especially when I'm drunk. After a couple of drinks my motor skills tend to drastically decrease, so I may or may not have fallen down the stairs a couple of times when returning from a party.

But hey, at least I fell from one flight of stairs and not two, right?

As I make my way down the stairs, the hecticness seems even more major, and by now I'm intrigued. All of the girls in the house are running around just moving the couches and putting the tables against the walls.

"Hey Charlotte" some girl shouts. When I turn to the side I notice that Vicky is waving at me. I get off the stairs and walk towards her.

I would consider Vicky a good friend, clearly not as close as Angel, but we get along pretty well. She is a sophomore just like me so we share a bunch of classes and exchange notes from time to time. She's very smart and dedicated to her studies, which I appreciate... even more when I skip class and she is kind enough to lend me her very well written notes.

"Hey Vicky" I say greeting the short brunette girl "What's up with the mess, what is going on?" I ask

"Didn't you read the bulletin?" Vicky chuckles, "We are hosting a party today, you know how everyone gets, they want everything to be perfect"

I can't hide the disappointment on my face after the mention of yet another party, and VIcky must've noticed since her express turns quite worried

"What happened? Is everything ok?" she asks and I nod

"Yeah" I answer, trying to not worry her "It's just, I'm still hungover and tired from last night's party" I add

See, I love partying and I actually enjoy myself doing so, obviously excluding last night. That wasn't so much fun. However, hosting them? That's a complete other fucking story. Besides having to clean up everything the next day, this includes spilled drinks and random people's vomit, I have to make sure my room is locked.

"Oh nonsense" Vicky says gesturing with her hands "Nothing a good lunch can't fix"

But my memory can't help wonder back to that one time. A while back, I forgot to lock my room, some random couple got inside and had sex on my freaking bed. I threw the sheets away since there was no way in hell I was sleeping in those ever again. Clearly I very fucking annoyed over it. Why did they feel the need to do it in my bed? Couldn't they go back to fucking theirs?

As I was fucking rightfully pissed about it, Angel on the other hand, found it hilarious and from time to time just brings it up again and again. I swear to god I'll find out who the couple was, and I'm gonna very angrily explain my discontent.

"Earth to Charlotte...?" Vicky says, waving her hand on my face causing me to rapidly blink back into reality

"Sorry yeah, maybe that's a good idea. I'll probably go later though, I wanted to go with Angel but she's very much likely still asleep" I say, thinking out loud "In the meanwhile... is there any way in which I can help?" I ask Vicky

"Maybe get the alcohol? It's in Sarah's car"

I just nod and walk outside, spotting the car fairly easily. As I approach it, I find Sarah standing next to it. I inevitably make a bit of small talk, there's nothing remarkable about the conversation, not really in the mood to talk. As fast as I can, I get some bottles and start bringing them into the house. In just five trips, everything is already inside and I'm done.

When I check my phone I notice it's already past three and I haven't got that lunch yet. Maybe I should call Angel and see if she is awake yet, she better be. However, before I dial her number, I find her standing behind the kitchen counter, right in front of the fridge. This sneaky bitch

I tiptoe around the kitchen island and directly stand behind her

"Angel! Wanna grab some lunch?" I scream and she snaps her head looking at me wide-eyed. Got her. I burst out laughing at her reaction, on her end, she stares at me for a few seconds when the look of shock wears off her face and ir turns into a happy smile

"Hey girly" she cheerly says "Yes please! that way you can tell me all about that blond guy that dropped you off" I laugh and nod.

We decide on walking to a diner that's located pretty close to our place. This is our go to spot after a big party. The food? Chef kiss.

Once we arrive we greet the hostess and she shows us to our table. Ordering the actual food doesn't take to long, we know the menu like the back of our hands and always order the same shit.

After some time with minimal talk, I begin to grow concerned at how collected Angel is. Knowing her, it would expected of her to be bombarding me with questions already. Having someone drop me off is not a very recurring situation. I don't usually talk about love interests.

Love interest?

I just called Clay a love interest, poor dude. He probably just felt bad for me and was doing the right thing by getting me home safely. But Angel doesn't know that, and I have decided over the night that I wasn't going to tell her about the whole bathroom situation. I know she will tell Jake about it, and he will worry, and become so annoying the next party we go to. Angel sometimes can't keep her mouth shut.

Plus, I'm kind of embarrassed over it. I know it isn't my fault and that I shouldn't be... But it's kind of inevitable.

"Now Char, spill, who was the blond dude" Andddddd, the questioning begins

"His name is Clay and..." I stop for a bit, trying to think about what he told me regarding his life. Searching through my memory I notice that there is not much else I know about him just that he is into coding, but I think I'll be keeping that to myself, she'll definitely judge him, and I really value her opinion with boys "... yeah, that, his name is Clay" I say hoping she just leaves it to that

"Nah, I'm not satisfied yet, how did you end up meeting him, did he approach you? OMG did you grow the balls to approach him yourself? Wait, I know! Jake introduced you two, right? No wait, how would Jake know him... Does he know him?"

Questions, questions and more questions, lovely.

"Uhm well, some dude was bothering me so Clay intervened acting like my boyfriend so he would go away" I say half lying, hoping she buys it. I mean, a creep was bothering me, did Clay act as my boyfriend? No. Did he make him go away? Yes.

Let's call it a 2/3 truth (with many skipped key points)

"Wait, what do you mean a guy was bothering you? Are you ok? Did he like hurt you? I'm telling Jake and that fucker is done, what's his name" She quickly says with a concerned look on her face. See? this is what I didn't want

"No Angel chill, the guy didn't get to do anything Clay quite literally saved me. He noticed me being uncomfortable and stepped in, prevented a situation"

Lies

"Ok, good" she says with a slight tone of suspicion in her voice, however, her smile quickly returns, as she goes back to the questionnaire. "Do you think his name is actually Clay? Like, who names their kid Clay, it has to be something more"Did she just- did she just question his name? I start chuckling, laughing by myself as a maniac

"What? Wait... is he the guy that's in thirteen reasons why or something?" she seriously asks and that's when I completely lose it. Angel must've noticed how stupid she sounded and begins laughing as well

"Angel... I don't think he is lying about his name" I say still laughing about it. She looks at me trying to compose herself but fails and bursts out laughing once more.

"Girl, you never fucking know" she huffs "What if he is a drug dealer? OR A HUMAN TRAFFICKER" she shouts, making her hand fly to her mouth, noticing how much attention she gathered around us. Then, getting closer to me, she whispers "Is he a human trafficker?"

"Jesus, Angel, he codes video games he isn't trafficking anyone" I say earning a strange look from her.

I fucking called it earlier.

We spend the rest of our lunch talking about random stuff and by the time we finish it's almost six. Going out really messes up my sleeping schedule but the weekend is coming to an end and everything will just fix itself and go back to normal in the next few days, only for me to fuck it up again next weekend. It's a shitty vicious circle but I don't mind. It's fun! Right?

When stepping out of the diner I bump into someone. I have the habit of walking with my head looking down, so this is kinda not the first time this has happened,"Oh god, I'm so sorry are yo- Clay?" No way I just bumped into him, what a coincidence. He looks down at me and smiles

"Hey Char, I'm sorry I totally didn't watch where I was going there, are you ok?" He asks

"Oh no don't worry, it should be me apologizing, I bumped onto you", I say I tend to walk looking at the floor, and miss where I'm going" He slowly nods, not fully answering , so we are left staring at each other.

"Hey Clay, I'm Angel" Angel says, interrupting our little moment, we both break our staring contest and look over at her.

See, now I'm faced with my VERY nosey best friend, and the guy I just told her about. This can go down in either two ways, one, she questions him til death or two, leaves him be.

"Oh, hey Angel, you must be Char's best friend, right? I'm sure she mentioned you yesterday" A cocky smile creeps up on her face.

"Yup, that's me" she says popping the p. "Anyways, are you doing something tonight? We are throwing a party back at the house you should definitely stop by" I looked at her with some pride on my eyes. Good friend for trying to set me up. Props to her honestly.

"Oh I'm sorry, parties are not really my scene... Plus I need to recor-" He quickly stops himself "Uhh, I need to work tonight, kinda working on a busy schedule lately" He says, looking genuinely sorry.

"What do you mean 'parties are not really my scene' you went to one yesterday didn't you?" Angel playfully says. I know to everyone it may seem as if she was teasing him, but this is her way of gathering information. She is reading him like a book and he isn't fucking noticing. Vicious vicious girl.

"Last night was an exception" he clarifies "An old high school get together if you might"

"Hm" she says, looking at him narrowing her eyes. She's definitely not buying something about his story.

That's when I turn to look at him, noticing him uncomfortably shifting in his place, guess it's time to step in.

"Uh, Ang... I think he doesn't want to come, don't push it" I tell the blonde girl standing next to me and then turn to send an apologetic look towards Clay

I don't blame him, back in high school I was just like that, I didn't like going out that much and hated when people pushed me. And in his favor, he did mention he was kind of dragged to that party because of his friends

"Well... ok I guess, see you around Clay. Thanks for saving my friend yesterday" She says winking at him and walks away a few steps leaving me alone with him to talk. God I love her sometimes

I know she may be too obvious sometimes, but damn is she good at talking to guys.

"Sorry for that" I apologize whilst nervously laughing

"It's fine, my friends are the exact same way, maybe even worse sometimes" he laughs as well and I nod "Anyways, I really got to go, but see you on Wednesday for our coffee... uh... plans" He says smiling

"Yes!" I say a little bit too excited "Just text me the details later" I add, waving at him

Once we both turn around I see Angel jumping up and down clapping, celebrating, making Clay turn around at look at the tall blonde girl just jumping around.

"Oh don't be weird, everyone's looking at you, including him" I whisper-shout at her

"I don't care, it sounds like my bestie has a date this Wednesday with the thirteen reasons why dude" she says, ignoring my petition for her to calm down. I quickly turn back to see if he heard that, but thank god he didn't and is already long out of my line of view

"Please his name is Clay, and it's not a date, we are just friends, it's like you and me right now" There is no way Clay likes me, right?

"Yeah, I'll see about that in a month" she says under her breath

"Whatever" I roll my eyes "Let's get back to the house before the girls murder us for not helping at all" I say grabbing her arm and dragging her down the street

Once we arrive we see that almost everything is set in place, from the DJ booth to the tables filled with alcohol. My house sisters are firm believers of the term "go big or go home", especially when we throw parties, they go all out.

I end up helping with the finishing touches as not to seem too lazy. But I quickly get bored which just results in me excusing myself to go get ready.

This time I wear a tight black skirt and a black bodysuit that hugs my body in all the right places. I look at myself in the mirror straightening any imperfections on my clothes and make my way to the bathroom with my makeup bag.

I'm making this one quick since i'm too lazy to get my makeup off afterwards. I put on eyeliner, blush and just stick some fake eyelashes.

I despise having to remove mascara, it's so difficult, for what??

Once I finish I go downstairs and raid the kitchen by grabbing a couple of snacks for later. I know I already ate but by the time I drink I will have already digested everything, and drinking on an empty stomach is never good. Trust me. Speaking from experience here.

Once I get to my room with all the food I just gathered, I look over at my phone and see that someone texted me. As I look closer I can se 'Clay

Clay<3

Heyy just texted to let u know im picking u up on Wednesday :)

Charlotte

nooo dw abt it

ill just take an uber

Clay<3

Uhhh, no...?

Be ready by 4

Charlotte

clay it's fine

ill uber

Clay<3

And i said no?

Im picking u up

Ubers are dangerous

Charlotte

why are u being so

Clay<3

What? being so NICE

Maybe?

Charlotte

yeah sure babe

Clay<3

Whatever

I'm still picking u up btw

Charlotte

fine

jesus

but only if u turn your auto caps off

Clay<3 (11:37 pm)

Wait whats wrong wuth that

With*

Ok im turbing them off

Turning*

happy now?🙄

You

extremely

we need to work on your spelling next mr "i dont do college" smh

Clay<3

oh come on now

Why was that... hot?

...

You

jk jk...

not really

ANYWAYSSS i gtg I think the party is starting

talk to you tomorrow<3

Clay<3

bye! please be careful and call me if anything happens

I smile down at my phone and walk out of my room locking it, and then double checking if it opens. I'm not risking anything tonight. No one is getting in there on my watch.

For now?

Time to party.

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