"Sigma Alpha Epsilon is where we are going? Like right now?" I ask Brooke. I have a bad feeling about this, maybe I'm just overthinking this but, this doesn't feel good. Somethings going to happen, I know it in my gut. I hate this, I hate this feeling.

"Yes Ellie and you don't need to complain we look hot" I just glare at her. I hate parties, no despise them more like it. I've never been in the popular crowd and that is not going to change now.

The biggest and drunkest fraternity possible, wonderful really, great actually. I just fiddle with the ends of my black dress that is way to short and keep quiet the rest of the ride in her car to the house. I feel like an underdressed whore, all of my body is showing.

I put on some heels, and Brooke did my makeup but, I don't feel pretty, what girl at 17 is over six feet tall in heels? I just don't feel comfortable with this situation. I'm not skinny and this doesn't make me feel good.

"What type of frat house is this?" I ask as I see athletes and cheerleaders but then also a few pretty guys. They are in stripped dress shirts with backwards hats and tall socks and I immediately want to chuckle. I waited on a group of guys like this one time, and they left their numbers as a joke but I just laughed at them, it was probably for the other girl I was working with.

"Umm, some of the football team, mostly just the seniors" she tells me as I nod. I look around as she pulls away. She looks out the window as she sees a truck and her whole face brightens. As we park down the street I realize how big this place was. It looks like a mansion with people coming in and out.

"Brooke, I really don't like this" I mumble under my breath as I see people passing a blunt around near the cars.

"Look, I know it look bad but there are some really great guys here" she says as I stare and lock my jaw.

"I'm not looking for a guy and I don't like this please let me go home" I demand as she hugs herself into my chest.

"Ellie please, for me?" She demands as I look around. I already like Brooke and I know she's going to push me out of my comfort zone but I just don't like it.

"A hour only" I demand as I watch a few girls walk in half naked. They look like they need to wear something more than that. We aren't at the beach so something with as much coverage as a bra and panties doesn't look good in my opinion.

We walk our way on to the sidewalk while a drunk girl is puking her guts out in the grass on the lawn. I look at my phone and see it is just now 9:30, no way should she be that drunk. That's horrible, I hate this already. She could get hurt.

"Only an hour, and just to see if we like it. If not, never again. Come on lets go get a drink!" Brooke says and grabs my hand as we walk into the house. I see people in every corner of this house, they are laughing, smoking, playing games, and doing drugs, I hate this.

It's extremely loud with the music and it smells like vomit, sweat and alcohol, not a good combination if you ask me. I see people grinding and dancing together in the living room on the way to the kitchen. They look like they are having sex, they need to stop.

"Brooke!" a very manly voice yells behind me. We turn around and extremely hot guy comes walking up to Brooke. He is tall muscular, fit, and has the whole good boy gone bad look going for him with his long blonde hair and light brown eyes.

She lights up in the face and smiles, "Hey Duke, Thanks for the invite, This is my roommate Ellie."

I smile "Nice to meet you" and shake his hand. He has a firm grip, rough hands, long fingers, and big feet. I know why Brooke is currently smiling, they've totally slept together, I wonder what that feels like to sleep with someone, I'm not ready though. This is why she wanted to come here, she wanted to see him.

"So how do you two now each other?" I ask questionably. Brooke blushes and Duke will not look me in the eye. I just laugh, Duke finally breaks the ice saying, "Old, Friends" while winking. She smiles and holds his arm as I look away from them, it looks kind of early here so it's not as full as it could be. It's huge though, it looks like and old plantation house or something.

I look back over to them as he rubs his hand across her back and smiles down at her. Oh yeah, they've definitely had sex. She's supposed to be my sweet innocent roommate but, by the looks of it she's far from that. I know he's not her boyfriend because she said it was complicated but I know they are close.

"Do you want to get a drink?" he asks her. She looks at me sadly, thank God! I'm about to run out of this place as fast as possible. This is where I do the good roommate thing right? She looks at me sadly and almost says no until I grab her quickly.

I pull her to the side and push her hair strand out of her face, "He is literally the hottest guy in this room and you two totally have had sex previously, you better go get a drink with him before someone else does. Don't worry about me okay? Just go!" I push her towards him. I want this for her, she looks so happy. He's really not my type but I think I she's just wanting to make sure I'm okay.

She smiles and states "Thank you, I love you, you are the best and he's Mr. Complicated" she adds as I smile. He makes her happy so whoever he is better love her like she deserves.

"I don't want to leave you here alone, I know that you don't feel comfortable" she whispers as we stand beside the staircase.

"I'm going to go back to our room after you leave with him" I demand as I see him talking to a few guys with football shirts on.

"Are you sure?" She whispers as I nod and rub my thumb across her eyelid and fix the little eyeshadow that has smeared.

I just laugh, "Yes, now go!" and tap her butt to sending her off in a minute. I smile as she blushes and walks towards Duke.

When she reaches him and whispers in his ear his face goes blood red and he smiles; before I can blink they are walking out of sight together. I see them walk into the living room as I smile.

I turn around happy for them and am about to leave when my phone starts ringing. I look down and great it's my dad, fucking shit. I want to talk to him honestly but, I'm in the middle of a frat party. Of course my bad luck would hit me square in the ass. The first time I have the chance to talk to my dad in weeks and I'm here.

I remember texting him and asking if he would call me after I found his new number in the garage a few days ago. It was crumbled under the many boxes of old stuff that my mom put his clothes in. He has to call right now though?

Where do I go? I look around and hear cheers and shouts and then look out the front door and see more people, I'm screwed. I run up the stairs because that is the closest quiet I can find, I probably could go outside in the backyard but, I doubt my dad hearing drunk kids jump in a pool would go over very well. I can't escape the noise. I open a random door and answer the phone as quickly as possible.

Covering up my breathe, from being completely out of shape, I click the button to answer the call.

"Hey Dad, what's up?" cool Ellie that's unsuspicious. Totally believable, I roll my eyes and palm my forehead. He hasn't talked to me in so long he probably can't tell though.

"Nothing kiddo just checking to see if you are all moved in before classes start Monday, I'm glad to hear from you" he responds. I love my dad, he's amazing.

"Yes sir I am and my rooms all done I'm just chilling right now, I'm watching TV" I lie while gripping the wall in my hand. This wall is dirty you'd think it would be cleaner than this.

"Good well, since your mother and I can not talk for more than five minutes I figured I would call you" he says while chuckling. I miss his laugh and smile. He is and always will be the guy I look up to.

"Well, I'm all good thanks for checking on me dad. I'll see you when I come home in a few months for Christmas break, but I promise I will call you before then" I tell him. I will call him, everyday, I love talking to him.

"Good kiddo, I'm proud of you and remember to call me" he tells me sternly and fatherly. I smile as I hear him talk and I immediately feel teary eyed, I missed this so much.

"Okay, bye dad" I say slowly "bye kiddo" he says as he hangs up. I hold my phone to my chest as I take a breathe, I am so happy I got to talk to him, even if it was in this awful frat house.

Finally looking around to where I am I see a figure sitting in the bench window. Surely this can not be his room he does not look like a polo and kaki kind of guy. He does not look like a guy at all he looks like pure man.

I look around and see that it is basically empty minus a few cups and cigarettes, and of course the window bench. I look over at him again, as my breathing becomes faster.

His back is sculpted, His legs are showing muscles through his jeans, his arms look big enough to be the size of my head, his jawline is perfectly defined and I don't know what he even looks like in the face all I can see is his side profile and body. I don't like guys like this, I have never looked at a guy like this. I've obviously seen good looking men but nothing compares to this side profile.

He must feel my presence because he quickly turns around and I see him, his full glory. He is gorgeous, his eyes are a bright hazel and a green color, his lips are full and plump, his hairline in perfectly sculpted and pushed back and his golden skin looks like it has been tanned by the Gods.

I feel something in my underwear as I look at him and I have no clue what it is. I feel turned on.

My panties instantly flood with wetness from my arousal, I just can't stop thinking about kissing his body and running my nails down his back marking what's mine. He's breathtakingly hot and I am not this type of girl. I just stare at him as I feel the sweat come on.

I'm not a stranger to dirty books that I stumbled on in the library, but I don't know close to anything about sex. All I know is that I'm supposed to feel good and right now I'm close to that already. He just looks like a character from a movie, the hot guy that knows how to make his wife happy, or the hot guy that takes what he wants.

He finally meets my eyes and speaks "What the hell are you doing? and What do you want?" He shouts while continuing to look out of the window. His voice is enough to make me weak in the knees with its raspy low noise, but he is not going to know that. I will not fall for this, I can't, I will not be that girl, I came to college to study, not fool around with a guy.

He must have this effect on every single girl that looks at him, he's the sexiest man I've ever seen. He has a face that looks eighteen, but he also looks mature enough to be thirty, and his body, oh my god his body.

They surely must give him what he wants, he's so hot I know why. I can't even function. Is it normal to want a guy this bad? I love his eyes and plump lips already and I know he's a major player and jock just from his looks, clothes and attitude.

I will not give him me, he will not have this effect on me, I can't have him.

"I needed it to be quite for a minute to take a phone call and this was the closest room I could fine" I finally state back. He just looks at me funny and says "you can go now" and sits down further into the bench while turning back around.

He looks extremely agitated and mad, but he looks like something is bothering him.

I contemplate my options and I decide to calm him down before I leave, he doesn't need to be here alone even if I don't know who he is, nobody deserves that. Having courage for the first time in my life I go to the window bench and sit down next to him. I can feel my hormones mix with the heat from his body.

Either he's extremely hot internally, he's angry, or he wants me. I hope it's the last one a little, no. No, I don't.

"What do you want?!" he states angrily at me.

I smile at him to get a reaction and say "For starters don't talk to me that way because I did not do anything to you for you to act like a high demanding asswipe and the second thing why are you so angry? We are at a party it's suppose to be fun" I poke his elbow with my elbow smiling more. I can't believe I just called him and asswipe, he deserved it though.

He looks away out the window behind us for a few seconds calming his face and stature down and then looks into my face and my world stops.

I can't deny that he's the most beautiful human being to ever walk this earth. He's so handsome and his small grin that appears on his face melts my heart. He's everything perfect, he looks fake, maybe I was drugged and he's my imagination.

He states "Sorry I was rude, just not feeling the party" bringing me out of my daze. Good, calling him and ass worked. I completely understand that but, I can't shake the fact that a guy like this would be up here so angry.

I look up at him smiling and say "Okay but, that means we are friends now big guy".

He flashes me a smile with his pearly white straight teeth. He is so handsome I would let him do anything right here and right now, no, no I wouldn't. He is inches away from me when he states "You are going to be trouble".