Chapter 3

Alex

The beer was cold against my throat as I took another swig. I surveyed my party and nodded my head. Another success. With the music pumping and the unlimited booze flowing, this was bound to be another fantastic night. Every girl that walked by drew my attention. Freaky Friday always brought out the best in campus creativity. The girls always went the extra mile which made their costumes short on fabric and long on bare skin.

Every single one of them looked my way as they passed. Whether or not they knew my status in the frat, my costume matched theirs in many ways. I needed a distraction from failing out of business school, so I attached a lion’s tail to a pair of bright yellow briefs and wore a pair of furry ears. The ladies loved checking out my toned body as much as I enjoyed checking out theirs. I had my pick of the crowd; I just had to find the lucky girl.

“Another beer?” one of my pledges asked.

“Sure, Greg,” I said without looking at him.

Tonight they didn’t fall in with the theme of Freaky Friday. They were here to advertise our fraternity by wearing our letters on their bodies. When anyone took photographs, our name would be all over this epic party.

He handed me the red solo cup and scooted away, off to find another brother for a refill.

The two girls from my Cost Accounting class just came out of the house. I had invited them after class that morning. I quickly texted two of my brothers and let them know the girls were here. Their costumes left little to the imagination, and I knew I’d never be able to look at them the same again. They were on the hunt tonight, and I knew two guys who were going to have their hands full with them.

Typically, I’d picked a girl by now, but tonight something was off. That asshole Tarrington got into my head about failing class.

I finished off my beer and tossed the cup into the garbage can nearby. I needed something harder tonight. Something to take my mind off of that dumb class and get me in the partying mood. I didn’t see any pledges nearby, but that was okay. Maybe another stroll around the party would give me another look at the girls. One of them would have to catch my eye, or I’d pick someone random. I needed to get school out of my head.

I was halfway across the yard when a pledge came running up to me. Brian was his name. “Do you need a refill?”

“It’s about time,” I said, pretending to be annoyed. I had to keep up my reputation for the newbies. Deep down, I was a softie.

“Yes,” I said. “Vodka soda.”

He bobbed his head. “Right away.”

There were several empty chairs near the dance floor, so I made my way over and sat. With my vantage point, I was sure to find a girl for the night in the mass of gyrating bodies.

I was momentarily distracted by a curvy brunette when something landed in my lap. No, not something, someone.

I leaned forward, protecting myself as a head of blonde hair writhed around.

“Whoa, there,” I said, helping her sit up. She was light in my arms.

She sat up and looked at me, her blue eyes wide and frightened. I could see down the front of her lab coat. Underneath she wore only a pair of black panties and a bra.

Suddenly, my briefs were too restricting.

“Sorry,” she said, fumbling to move away from me. She was clearly too young and inexperienced to be here. Definitely a freshman.

“Here,” Freddy, one of my sophomore brothers, said to her. He tried to help her up with one hand while he thrust a solo cup into her free hand, beer spilling over the side. He drenched the front of her lab coat.

“Shoot,” she said, settling on my lap, attempting to wipe off the liquid.

I licked my lips, watching Freddy try to put the moves on this freshman girl. They were prime pickings for my brothers, but for some reason, I didn’t want him to have this one. There was something about her that I wanted for myself.

I wrapped my arm around her waist, drawing her close to me. Her skin was smooth under my hand, and I stroked the top of her leg as I told Freddy to get lost.

Wiping the boozy smile from his face, he walked away, his shoulders drooping. I felt no remorse. He’d have no problem finding someone else.

“Thanks,” she said, trying to sit up straighter. I held her against me still and reluctantly loosened my grip a little.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

She shoved her blonde hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ears. The tips curled up brushing against the bottom of her ears. “His dancing was a little too enthusiastic for my taste,” she said with a little laugh. “I’m sorry I tripped over your feet. Hope I didn’t break anything with these spikes.”

Even though I wore flip flops, she barely grazed my feet earlier. I wondered how drunk she was. Though, she didn’t have the same squinted eyes and slurred speech that most of the drunk girls got after several drinks. Was she just clumsy?

“It’s fine,” I said.

“Good,” she said, her eyes avoiding mine.

I released her from my grip completely, tilting her head up to mine with one finger. “Do I know you? You look very familiar. Were you at another party this year?”

“I’ve never been here before,” she said evasively.

I shook my head. Not from here, then. “On campus?” I couldn’t imagine that she was in any of my classes, she was clearly a first year.

She licked her lips, trapping the lower one under her teeth.

How I wanted to drag my teeth over those lips too.

“We’re in the same Cost Accounting class, I think,” she said.

She didn’t think, she knew. And so did I. Realization flooded my mind. The little blonde that sat in the front of the classroom. That’s where I recalled seeing her twice a week for the entire semester. In her sexy outfit, she looked much different than she did in class. My need for her grew as a plan formed in my mind.