“Ugh, where’s Spike? He was supposed to be here by now!” Twilight huffed in anger in the girls’ suite.
“Ah don’t know Twi, yah think we should go check on him at his room?” AJ responded laying on her bed. The girls were all in AJ and Pinkie’s room. Pinkie’s side was pure pink and decorated: it reflected her well. AJ’s side was far more sparse, and not much decorating was done. However, Pinkie had agreed to help each girl decorate their rooms when they got the time.
“Yeah, we should. Let’s go girls.” Twilight said as she got up off the floor, heading for the exit. The others soon followed. All were in very formal attire, they didn’t exactly know what to wear so they had decided to “played it safe”. And by playing it safe they were dressed in gowns that looked very much like the ones they wore to the Grand Galloping Gala.
Twilight remembered which room Spike was in, and they went down a floor and soon found themselves in front of the door to Spike’s dorm room. The girls could hear music (A/N: TAKES YOU OFF PAGE) coming from other side of it, and other guys yelling and laughing as well.
“It sounds like a PARTY! LET’S GO CHECK IT OUT!” Pinkie couldn’t contain herself, and barged right into the dorm, luckily for her the door was unlocked.
As soon as she entered a wall of smoke hit her in the face, and the smell of a sour liquid went straight to her nostrils.
“Woooaahhh what’s that smell!?” Pinkie blurted out as she clenched her nose shut, disgusted by the odors filling the room.
The girls walked in and soon did what Pinkie was doing, holding their breath as they surveyed the scene they walked in on.
They saw four guys all sitting on a couch, holding weird things in their hands with an “X” in the middle of the device. They were looking at a moving picture screen with people on it. Twilight noticed a small container with a picture of a person and writing, “FIFA SOCCER 13”. There was also this long cylinder-like container on the table, with some weird piece sticking out the bottom of it. The guys were loud, and one of them was Spike, acting like he was one of their best friends.
“Spi— Spencer! We’ve been waiting! Remember the dinner?” Twilight yelled at Spike before any of the guys noticed the girls all in fancy gowns were in the room.
“Woah, Twilight?” Spike lazily looked at Twilight, almost confused why she was there. “What are you doing here? Meet my friends, Johnny, Manny and Nate…ppfftt haha,” Spike burst out in a random spout of laughter. Soon the others followed suit and were laughing their asses off. “What’s with the getup?” Spike asked, them pointing at all of them.
Before any of the girls could respond, Johnny got up and walked up to Rainbow Dash. “Girl, I gotta say, dat hair. Let me stroke it.” Johnny put his hand on her head and started feeling up Rainbow’s hair. She was taken off guard by him, and stood frozen for a second before realizing what was going on.
“Hey back off bub! Don’t mess with my man— I mean my hair!” She snapped as she pushed him away and fixed her hair.
“Oh, a feisty one. Daddy likey,” Johnny said before he started laughing hysterically again, and made his way to the table which had four cups, each labeled with a name, and took a drink from one of them. He slowly put the drink back on the table, before just staring into thin air.
“Are, are you okay?” Twilight asked him as she waved her hand in front of him. He didn’t respond. He just fell backwards straight on his ass. The other three were all laughing like hyenas at Johnny, and Johnny finally snapped back to reality and started laughing himself.
“Ugh, this is getting us nowhere. Addison, Rachel, get Spencer.” Twilight commanded the two, and they didn’t hesitate as they made their way toward him.
“Ah wait!” Spike pleaded as the two tough girls grabbed him. He was helpless. The other guys just laughed as he was being dragged away. They got him out the door and closed it behind them, leaving the stoned and drunk guys behind.
“Spike, what is the matter with you!?” Twilight snapped at him as Rainbow and AJ still held onto him, as he couldn’t stand up on his own.
“Yeah, you’re actin’ wilder than a rattlesnake in a pickle barrel! What’s gotten into ya pardner?” AJ also asked.
“They’re just a couple of guys is all! They’re cool!” Spike tried to defend himself. “I’m just learning how life is here in college. Apparently there’s lots of parties and ‘hot bitches’ and some other stuff. These guys seem to know a lot about it.”
“Well whatever they are, they kept you late from us! And what’s that smell?” Twilight asked, fanning away the stench Spike had on him.
“Oh, that’s probably the Heineken or the weed, or both, maybe both, it’s probably both,” Spike stammered on until he started giggling to himself.
“What’s Heineken?” Twilight asked with a confused look on her face.
“And weed?” Rainbow asked, trying to get some clarity to the situation.
“Heineken…” Spike was giggling uncontrollably in between words, “is just, is just this drink! It makes you see stuff and makes everything funnier!” Spike threw his arms in the air for emphasis. “And weed, is this plant stuff they put in paper. Then they set it on fire! And you inhale the smoke! They also put it in this weird container with like, water, at the bottom and light that on fire and inhale the smoke. It’s weird, but, but, but it makes everything just seem, clearer and makes more sense. It’s incredible!”
“Woah. That. Sounds. AMAZING!!” Pinkie yelled as she made her way to the door, but not before Twilight stopped her in her tracks.
“Not now Pinkie! We have that dinner, remember? We can’t miss our first chance at learning so much about this world!” Twilight argued.
“Well, it seems to me that our little Spike has learned a lot in his first day. Even though he appears just absolutely filthy from it all,” Rarity chimed in as she dramatically clenched her nose and turned her head away.
“Yeah, he has learned a lot. Maybe we can let him rest and we can just go ourselves,” Fluttershy suggested. Twilight seemed to take to the idea, however with reservation.
“You girls make a good point, but I don’t want to leave him here with those other guys who were doing all this stuff to him!” Twilight tried to make her case to get Spike out, but her attempts failed.
“Well, he is gonna stay with ‘em for a while, might as well jus’ let him be,” AJ reasoned with Twilight.
“Yeah, not like they’re hurting me or anything! I’m having a blast!” Spike jumped in, dead weighting AJ and Rainbow who were still holding him. They finally let him go and he fell to the floor, up against the wall.
“Fine, we’ll leave you with these guys. Also, we are going to be super late if we wait for you to clean up,” Twilight finally gave in. “We’ll come back tomorrow morning to check on you Spike.” Twilight hugged Spike as she helped him up and opened the smoke filled room, still blasting that slow yet fast music. The music did intrigue her, something she’d have to look into another time.
The girls heard more whooping and hollering as they walked away to meet up with Matt and his friends. The girls were both nervous and excited. AJ seemed a little more excited than nervous, contrary to her friends.
Henry, Riley, Mitch, Max, John and I were all hanging outside the Beta house, waiting for the girls to arrive. We were getting bored, though it was only 7:01pm.
“Matt, be honest, how hot are these girls?” Henry asked me, cocking an eyebrow. He was a very sarcastic guy, our little ball of cynicism. He was without a doubt the shortest guy in the fraternity, but still a hell of a guy, and he made up on height with muscle size. The dude was ripped as fuck.
“Damn hot. But I call the hottest, the blonde. Fuck what you say, she’s mine.” I say to them all, making sure to claim my territory.
“Fine, but I call next in line for picks!” Riley jumped in. Funny I say jump, he’s a damn expert in parkour. A freerunning master. He truly amazes us with his skills, and he uses that all too well to get laid. Hell, if it works, why not? Another white guy, blonde hair, short, and a solid beard to match, girls say he’s also just amazingly good looking, so I’m sure that helps him.
We all dressed decently spiffy. Nothing too fancy, but we didn’t look like snobs either. Dark jeans, dress shirts, ties and vests. We dress sharp to impress, and we never fail to impress – that’s how the men of Beta Delta Xi roll.
7:14pm.
“Matt, where are these ‘hot girls’ you speak of? I’m getting impatient. I want to get laid or get drunk. I’m not waiting long to choose,” Max snipped at me.
“Shit, they should be here by now, but, my bad, I didn’t grab any of their numbers…” I slowly realize I can’t reach them and that they’re freshmen and maybe don’t know where to find the house or the Row in general…
“I’ll bet someone $10 they won’t even show, any takers?” Mitch asks everyone.
“Yeah, I’ll get in on that,” John challenged Mitch.
“Shit what the hell Matt?” Max was getting annoyed. Couldn’t blame him.
“I was in a hurry! I met them when on my way to meet Mary!” I tried to give excuses why I totally blanked on getting digits.
“Speaking of, how did that go?” Mitch asked, very curious. Everyone knows I have been working her for the longest time and really want her. Or, I guess wanted. I don’t know.
“Eh. She said if I wanna fuck her she wants to be in a serious relationship with me,” I said, sounding disappointed.
“So basically she’s a no,” Max assumes of the situation: he’s right.
“Yeah pretty much. I mean, I can pull a dickhead move and get in the relationship, fuck her a few times, then go. But then, I kill every chance for future fun. I don’t wanna do that,” I reason outloud.
“Yeah man, don’t do it. Don’t make us look bad, please,” Riley chimed in as well.
“Fuuuckkk shit just looked so— FINALLY the girls are here!” I say as I see Mitch hand John $10.