It was ten thirty and the festival had been in full swing for about an hour. Students swarmed around the school courtyard talking amongst each other. It was the first day back to classes at Phillips Private University. The welcoming festival was thrown by all the Sororities and Fraternities on campus to welcome all the freshman and returning students.
Sean Dallas walked around and in between people not caring if he interrupted a conversation or spilled a drink. His eyes searched intently for a familiar face. He could have been mistaken as a lost freshman if people didn't already know him. He felt like a loser out there by himself. A loser searching for a friend and that was having no luck. Gabriel, Sean's best friend, had decided that he wanted to check out 'the new harvest' coming in and planned a get together on the east side of the courtyard but Sean couldn't find him or the rest of his buddies anywhere.
Although he seemed distracted, he had also been looking around at the new people, mainly the girls. Every time the back haired man walked past a beautiful girl his hand would 'accidentally' find its way onto her behind. Ironically, none of the ladies reacted negatively, in fact, they all flashed him their best smiles and looked at his body up and down. That was a good sign. This years freshman at Phillips were going to be just as easy as the first, and Sean wasn't complaining, he liked them like that.
Last year, when Sean had been a sophomore, he made a list of at least 15 girls he would fuck by the end of the fourth quarter. By the end, he had gotten all 15 and about 17 extra.
Sean, no slightly annoyed with his situation, stopped next to the fountain in the middle of the courtyard, to look around. His mind told him continuously that he looked like a tourist. The people around him all had people they were talking to and there he was standing all alone looking as lost as ever. This was unusual for him seeing that he owned the school and all the students within. Suddenly Sean's thoughts were knocked out of order when a hard shove pushed him practically off his feet.. He turned around sharply to meet the eyes of Gabriel who was laughing obnoxiously. His dark green eyes held their normal joking shine as he sobered up and went to pat his friend in the shoulder. "Yo buddy!," He patted him once before the older man moved away from his hand. "I've been trying to call you for the last forever."
"Did you have to almost knock me down to get my attention though?" Sean did nothing to hide his annoyance.
"No but you were distracted by this beautiful crowd," The brown haired man did a total 360 degree turn and when h turned back around to his Sean he was met with the back of someone's head he didn't know. Finding him in the crowd Gabriel caught up to him immediately.
"What's got you man?"
His breath mixing with his words from trying to avoid people and keep up with his friend. "I've been waiting out here for at least thirty minutes looking like a dumbass and then you slam me on the back saying you have been calling me." Sean stopped an turned to Gabriel. "There were some hot bitches around there and you made me look like a fucking klutz." Gabriel stared at his friend confused as to why he had begun smiling. It took him second to realize he was kidding. He smiled back and then flipped his wavy brown hair out of his face.
"Yeah! Lets go check out the lovely ladies that will be attending Phillips College this year."
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Sean stepped on to the soft grass of the soccer field and took in a big breath. The air was a mixture of perfume, cologne, and food and the scene in front of him matched the smell. People walked in and around the small tents that had been set up for the sororities. All across the field people cheered and ate while members handed out flyers for clubs and other activities.
Sean's other friends had met up with him on his walk over to the soccer field. Out of all the four boys Sean was the oldest and best looking. His jet black hair was cut so it fell flat and he pushed it over to the side across his forehead. The darkness of his hair was perfect to contrast the ice blue eyes that looked as if they could see your soul. He was a good looking guy. No one in his whole life ever doubted that. He wasn't too skinny and he wasn't all too muscular either. He had a cut stomach but with a shirt over it he looked almost scrawny. Out of all the boys he hung out with he had also always been the tallest, towering over people at almost 6'2.
