freshman year.
@treasureslowlyfaded
Avery had been to plenty of parties in high school. She had never been the most popular in high school but her best friend Michaela had been. Dragging her to parties and introducing her to alcohol. Of course, she’d never gotten past the mike’s hard lemonade they stole from her mother’s refrigerator. They’d arrive at the party and Avery would spend the entire night being Michaela’s awful beer pong partner or with her friend group, sipping slowly on the bottle of Mike’s.
As for college, it was unlike anything she’d seen before. Her freshman roommate had convinced her to come out. Ice luges and a all sort of alcohol, girls drank for free, the frat boy explained to them before they entered. Of course, there were no Mike’s Hard Lemonades to be found so she took a solo cup of beer from the keg, which tasted disgusting but Avery didn’t want to seem like a party pooper.
It wasn’t more then five minutes into the party where her roommate ditched her for some semi attractive upperclassman giving her attention. So she settled into a corner and attempted to sip at the beer that was quickly growing warm. The corner had been a bad decision, giving her no room to escape as the frat guy from the entrance came and stood in front of her. The guy gave her some creepy vibes, offering her a drink which she quickly denied. She knew all about date rape drugs and she was not about to take that chance.
The look on her face as he continued to talk and move closer to her was of clear frustration and apprehension. Her exit was blocked and even if she did leave, he was sure to follow. If she didn’t make a move soon, she knew he’d try to pressure her into doing something she didn’t want to do. As if by a miracle, the front door of the party opened and she saw Enzo walk in the room.
She immediately recognized him, her eyes widening in relief as she moved right under his arm. “I’m sorry,” She said, not even bothering to feign any remorse as she headed right for Enzo. “My boyfriend is here.”
Sure, she had told the creep she didn’t have a boyfriend but that didn’t matter now. “Enzo!” She called out to him once she was close enough that she was sure he would hear her over the music. “Hi!”
And then just in case Enzo had no idea who she was, she put her hand out for his friend who looked obviously confused by her approach. “Hi, I’m Avery. I went to high school with Enzo.”