Rosemary knew she was in trouble to moment she entered through the sliding doors of the fraternity house just after midnight. The party had reached its peak with students participating in a keg stand right in the middle of the open floor layout of the typical American styled home.
Her almond eyes widen at the sight of two people dressed in the schools colorful uniform of bright orange and navy blue holding up another student by his ankles. While everyone around them proceeded to yell out encouragements, the longer the lad held upside down continued to drink from the large tin bin.
Shaking her head in dismay that some parts of movies were actually real, Rosemary continued to follow behind her girlfriends. Lifting her head up high to maintain visual of the glossy jet blue mane of Regina, she followed in their six inch heeled footsteps to the basement of the home. It was there that strobe lights flashed all around them. Creating a club like atmosphere for those that had bothered to explore more than just the first floor of the home.
Bodies merged together on the dance floor as the trio made a beeline for the glowing crystal like bar. The temperature of the room increasing with each step they took deeper into the room. "Hey look! They have sangria!" Tiny's voice rang loudly over the base of the music. Her enviously tall frame easily able to see above a few heads that would otherwise block Rosie's line of vision.
Tiny was the flame, encased in a latex red dress that stuck to her body like a second skin. Her mixed heritage evident in the way her fair cameral skin glowed under the faint blue lights.
"S'cuse me. Sorry. Coming through," Like a bull to a red flag, Regina was a force to be reckoned with. Her athletic figure clocked in an equally sexy rhinestone bra that left very little to the imagination. Displaying her hard earned abs and equally flawless creme skin.
Rosie felt like a child finally being able to sit at the grownups table. Trailing behind the two with her arms clasped tightly to her chest, to prevent any unwanted contact with those around her. You would think being a sophomore in college by now she would have grown out of her shy like behavior. Instead her introverted nature turned into something more hostile; The desire to be alone left her exactly that.
Alone. Drowning in a pit of sorrow as everyone else around her made the best of there youth. Making connections that would last a life time while she stayed isolated from the outside world.
Had it not been for her roommates, Rosie was sure that she would have been locked up in her room. Writing out her fantasies of having a moment like this. Stories she would right but never truly experience in person. Together, the two of them took pity on her and despite their clashing personalities- decided a night on the town would do them all some good.
Rosie, not wanting to ostracize herself more then she already had within the past year had decided to tag along. Dressing in what little demure outfit that would fit the occasion while also preventing her from getting frostbite in the middle of March. A pure white lace dress that reached the middle of her thighs, so tightly wound that no bra was required but with enough pattering to conceal her biggest insecurity. Yet in the light of the basement, the color casting a vibrant glow causing our clueless heroine to standout more than she would ever desire.
Cobalt blue eyes followed her every move. Entranced by the graceful sway of her hips, shifting unknowingly from left to right. She had to have known what she was doing. There was no way she couldn't.
The trio had stuck out amongst the crowd from the moment they entered the home. For they didn't look like typical college freshmen desperate to get into any party that they could. They were women. Women who were looking for a good time and almost every red blooded male wanted to be the one to provided that for them.
As the group finally stopped at the bar, the siege began. Like army going into battle they all moved as one. Standing off to the side, Zackary sipped at his natural light. Patiently waiting to see the right opportunity. So far none of the girls he had seen since arriving to the party really peaked his interest.
