It was Friday night, which should have meant a night of fun for Colin. It should have been a romantic night at his apartment with his girlfriend. But instead, Colin was walking around aimlessly, thinking about his shitty week.
Sunday night his girlfriend Theresa called him, "I'm sorry Colin. I just can't see you anymore. I feel like our relationship isn't going anywhere and I need something more". And with that she hung up, not even giving him a chance to speak. He sat there stunned, not sure what to think. He tried to study for his calculus midterm, but it was useless. The only thing he could think about was Theresa. He took his midterm the next morning, knowing he was going to fail it.
To make matters worse, he was fired from his job at the school cafeteria on Wednesday. "We're sorry Colin, but we hired too many workers this semester and have to lay people off". Colin couldn't believe it; he got fired from the worst job on campus, food service. Friday brought about the news he expected, an F on his calculus midterm. The whole week he just thought about how Theresa had dumped him, and the week's events just added to the pain.
"Colin!" someone yelled. Colin looked up to see his buddy Joe running towards him. "Colin, what's up man?"
"Not much Joe, how are you?" Colin mumbled.
"There's a party down the street that I'm headed to, you should come with!" Before Colin had a chance to response Joe started pushing Colin in the direction of the party. Colin looked up to see people coming and going from this house, all with the plastic red cups so synonymous with college parties. As Colin and Joe walked into the house they were greeted the smell of booze and the sound of the bass echoing throughout the house.
"I'm going to get a cup!" yelled Joe. Before Colin could respond Joe was gone, trying to find the guy with the cups. Colin stared around trying to decide if he should walk right back out the door and leave, but the thought was quickly jarred from his head as he looked around. The familiar sight of girls dressed in their Friday's best, low cut tops and short skirts, quickly pushed the thought of leaving right out the door. He had been to parties before, but always with Theresa, and he never really took in the "sights". But now he was single, and it wasn't so bad. However, he felt he had no chance with any of these girls. He never thought of himself as a good looking guy, and often wondered what Theresa had seen in him. Even though he had often been told he was good looking by Theresa and some of his other female friends. Standing at 5'11'' and 170 lbs, he definitely had an athletic figure. He didn't work out very often, but his days of high school sports had left him with a nice body. He wasn't "ripped" by any means, but still people told him he looked good with his shirt off. His short brown hair and blue eyes didn't hurt him either.
As he maneuvered through the crowd he noticed a girl across the room. She had a couple of guys hitting on her, and Colin couldn't help his stares. Long blonde hair, tight ass, and big breasts were about as much as he noticed when he was brought back to reality when walked directly into the girl standing in front of him. He reached out to not only catch himself, but to prevent the girl from following over as well. "I'm so sorry, are you alright?"
The girl laughed, "Yeah I'm alright". By now Colin had turned three shades of red and figured this was just a sign he should head home and end this week from hell. To make matters worse, the girl he had bumped into was very attractive. She had brown hair put up in a ponytail and beautiful brown eyes. She stood a petite 5'4'' and couldn't have weighed more that 115 lbs. She didn't look slutty like the rest of the girls. She was wearing jeans a white sweatshirt that had their school logo on it. Colin had always found girls that wore sweatshirts hot, and even through the sweatshirt covered everything; Colin could still tell she had great body. "I'm so sorry!" stuttered Colin.
"It's OK!" she replied, "I'm not hurt, but if I would have been, I would have kicked your ass!" Colin just stared back not sure how to respond. "Lighten up, I'm just kidding!" she laughed, "I'm on the softball team, so my coach have been upset, but I wouldn't fight with you!" Colin sighed in relief, happy there wasn't going to be a problem.
"Well I'm glad you're OK, I'm just gonna get going now!" Colin turned to leave the party.
"Wait! You think you can just leave after nearly trampling me to death?!" Colin looked back at her puzzled. "You owe me a dance or two!" Colin started to perk up a bit. Not only was this girl extremely attractive, he had always had a thing for athletes, even if it did make him a "jersey chaser". With that, she grabbed his hand and led him down to the basement where music was playing. "I'm not much of dancer!" Colin yelled as they walked down the stairs.