Exactly four days since I stepped foot on to the holy, STD infested and cultural grounds of my college, and what have I achieved? I moved into my apartment, worked a shift at the diner to pay for college and that crappy apartment, got late in class because I accidently locked myself inside that same apartment, got late again because of some trouble at the coffeeshop, spilled a girl's coffee on the floor of the coffeeshop, bought my first friend coffee because I spilled hers on the floor and got an invitation form my new friend to a college party. Life at college wasn't really going according to plan. I just wanted to get through college mostly invisible to everyone around me, but my clumsiness had different plans.

I was getting ready for my first ever college frat party and I stumbled across the biggest problem since global warming. I didn't know what to wear. It was all about how I wanted to come across and what temperature the house would be and for both I didn't have a clue. Putting on a dress would scream party girl and that's not what I am. Putting on a hoodie would scream slob, also not what I am. So I went for jeans and a white t-shirt and a pair of high top converse at my feet. Really can't go wrong with that, can I? I put on some eyeliner to extenuate my green eyes and pulled my blonde hair from my ponytail straightening it out with my hands. Good to go and just in time as I heard my new friend knock on my door.

"Hi, Isabella. You look stunning!" She said hugging me tightly. Mia Davis was always in a good mood, at least for the last four days I have known her. I didn't look stunning though, I couldn't. I'm just average little Isabella, even my name sounds innocent.

"You should look in the mirror, you look fine yourself!" I told her. Mia is tall with jet-black wavy hair and blue eyes. She would look stunning wearing a paper bag. Being around her, every girl would consider taking a dip in her genepool, including me.

"Are you ready to go?" She asked smiling from ear to ear, clearly unable to hide her excitement.

"Just let me get my stuff." I grabbed my bag and walked to the frat house. It was a twenty minute walk, but I liked the fresh air on my face causing my cheeks to blush. When we arrived at the frat house Mia didn't hesitate and dragged me in while texting some people. The house was packed with people dancing and drinking, especially drinking but that wasn't a surprise. Mia dragged me into what looked like the kitchen. In the middle, a group of people who clearly knew each other. They were standing in a circle chatting and laughing except for one guy. He was sitting on the counter with a girl, dressed... well, barely dressed, kissing his neck while he was speaking with someone from the circle. Jeez, get a room. He was wearing jeans and a grey t-shirt. His black messy hair, greyish eyes and plump lips caught my attention. Can someone be more perfect?Where the girl was kissing his neck I could see a tattoo peeking up his shirt and I could only wonder what it was. I also seriously needed to stop staring at this guy.

"This is Olivia." Mia said gesturing to a brunette with legs for days and piercing blue eyes. I smiled at her but she gave me a once over and scoffed. Oh okaaaayy. Be nice it doesn't hurt, I wanted to say, but I decided not to. She was already bitching and I hadn't even said a thing. "This is Jason, my gorgeous boyfriend." Mia continued gesturing to a tall blond guy with a very cute face wearing a hoodie. He didn't come across as a slob though. "Next up is Ben." A handsome guy with tattoos all over his left arm and blue eyes held up his beer to me. Well, that must be Ben. Oh hello Ben. Aren't you cute.

"Mia, what the hell did you drag in this time?" The guy sitting on the counter spat. "The charity shelter is on the other side of the city, you know."

"Is that where you met your date?" I said to much surprise of the circle. Even I was surprised at that comeback.

"She's a keeper, Mia." Ben yelled while clapping his hands out of amusement. One person wasn't so amused. The guy jumped off the counter pushing his date to the side before walking towards me. Trying to intimidate me? Pfff what a poor attempt.

"Who the fuck are you?" He said gritting his teeth.

"Isabella Clarke."

"Isabella, I think you are too much of a stuck up bitch to join our group. So, I suggest you walk away now." He said pushing me back with his forefinger while cocking his eyebrows.

"Shut up Lukas Kane Davis." Mia swatted at the guy's arm. "Bella don't mind him. He's my moody, asshole brother." No fucking way...

"Wow, are you two even related? You are so nice and he's-"

"Trouble, he's trouble." Mia cut me off and we both, burst out into laughter.

"Hey, snowflake! You would be happy to get in trouble with me... But you're not my type though. I don't usually go for the whole Mother Theresa vibe. You wouldn't even know what to do with my di-"

"Come near me with it and I'll rip it off and give it to your charity shelter." I cut him off and the entire kitchen burst out into laughter.

"You have a big mouth on you, Isabella. You should watch it, it doesn't suite your dull exterior." He yelled while walking out of the kitchen and I was taken aback by his insult. I wasn't dull. I didn't look like the average college slut ,yes, but I wasn't dull.

"Forget about it Bella, he's a dick." Mia said while jabbing and elbow in my side, pulling me out of my head. "Come on we're going to play a game upstairs."

"What kind of game?" I asked curious.

"Truth or dare." She said before smiling mischievous.

This could get interesting...