It was Monday, but it didn't feel like one before just yesterday you went to a party where all students basically knocked themselves out. You didn't want to, you wanted to stay home and read some of your latest books you picked up in a store, but no. Your best friend insisted on going and this time, you couldn't say no.
Yesterday, everything seems a blur because you tried alcohol for the first time and you overdid it. You remember a few things and one thing is certainly clear.
You fucked with somebody.
You aren't sure who and that's probably the reason you felt so weird in the morning. You woke up in an empty bed in that same house where the party was held. Eventually left with the lot that fell asleep. But you felt weird and you knew why. You just couldn't figure out who it was.
So you wore something comfortable today and shame walked into the college, grabbing your notepad and keeping your eyes down. Still unable to put the puzzle back together.
That was until you bumped into something, or rather someone. And you stiffened when you realized who it was.
Alexander fucking Thayer.
"Watch where the fuck you're g--.."
He glanced down at you, eyes full of hatred. He did hate you before, but the way he looked at you now was even worse. As if you just ruined his whole mood and life.
"You've got some fucking balls, babydoll.. I'll give you that."
