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After getting into your dream college that the smartest kid envied you to, you wanted to do nothing but excel. Both academic-wise and non-academic-wise. You managed to form a small circle of friends—mainly girls which included Shoko and Utahime. Both girls the same year as you, juniors. And an upperclassman, Yuki.
Freshman and sophomore year passed by a breeze, you were the stuck up nerdy homebody that straight up went to class and came back home which was the apartment you, Shoko, and Utahime managed to rent within a twenty minute walk to campus. You earned full marks or near that while also keeping up with your love for art and dancing. Art was something that you were passionate about since childhood and managed to do well to the extent of taking AP Art. And for dancing? You developed an interest during freshman year of high school and have stuck to it till now while taking some courses in the beginning to guide you and then you took your own path and excelled at it, sometimes posting on social media.
It was the end of the first semester of junior year, finals had ended and you passed all your classes with satisfying marks and praises from your professors. (That academic validation had you smiling at night).
You were lounging in the living room of your shared apartment when you heard the jiggling of keys behind the front door, Utahime and Shoko emerging into the living room with red noses and cheeks, and a runny nose indicating the cold weather
Shoko whined your name, "Pleeeease, come to this party on Friday~"
"Shoko you know I don't do parties." You smiled at her while sitting up properly on the couch.
"Yeah we know how you love your bed and your Netflix but you gotta let loose sometimes, we are almost juniors now, Jesus!" Utahime shot back, taking off her coat and putting down her keys.
"C'mon, your professors basically wanted to adopt you after having you for ONE class, what else do you want? We have almost a whole month of winter break now." Shoko plopped herself next you fiddling with her lighter, itching to smoke when you could tell she already had smoked before coming home.
"Well..." You drift off, it's not like you were not confident or an awkward person or too nerdy, no. Sure, you did wear glasses, and had a lot of knowledge about almost everything but it didn't mean you were nerdy, in fact, it was sort of attractive, you know. Since high school, you were well-liked by your peers, the nice, sweet, cute, and kind girl that everyone knew. Just because you were a nerd didn't mean you couldn't do your makeup or wear nice and cool outfits.
"I mean... I don't know, I never heard of good things in parties–like people get wasted and one thing leads to another or someone gets drugged and not very fortunate things happen. Not my fault for having survival instincts, no offense to y'all." You add on.
"Well, that's understandable however," Utahime emphasizes, "This party is big, like big big 'cause it's the first one thrown by Alpha Sigma Phi after the first semester, and as much as some of them are assholes, they have a good reputation." Utahime puts her hands on her hips, a hint of proudness on her face. Shoko and Utahime never really joined a sorority but it felt like they did considering how many friends they've made since freshman year from those frat and soror pirates and not to mention, Yuki was the president of Alpha Delta Pi sorority so it explains it.
"Do you like someone from there by any chance?" You tilt your head to the side as Shoko stares amusingly, balancing an unlit cigarette between her lips.
"HAH?! ME?! No, of course not, why would I like any of those assholes?! All of them are jerks anyway? I was just saying that nothing will happen if you are worried about that." The hint of blush is still visible on her face but you two decide to let it go.
"I'll think about it." And with that, you guys went back to your normal routine.
The thought of your rebellious side crossed your mind while laying down on your bed, staring at the ceiling in pitch black. The rebellious side that you kept hidden since high school because you were afraid of mommy and daddy. But also because you were cautious. Fuck yes, you did wanna party till you passed out, you did wanna have multiple boyfriends and keep them on their tippy toes, you did wanna dance till you felt sore. However, that side always needed to stay in the shadows of your room, in the curves of your chest, and the half halos of your hips. Places of your body you haven't revealed to the world, or anyone in general. Love life? Nonexistent, having indirectly rejected a few guys that were interested in you in the past couple of years.
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Thinking about what Utahime said and how you fell asleep on whether to go or not, you decided. You're going, and you're letting your wild side out. It's Saturday and you got a full day to plan out an outfit or go to the mall. Dance your heart out, maybe flirt with a bunch of guys and have fun with your friends, nothing too out of hand.
You walk into the living room after brushing your teeth and doing your skincare, hair in messy ponytail, you stretch out your limbs.
"I guess I'm going" You let out a long yawn, covering your mouth, "Thought hard on it, a lot"
"REALLY?!" Utahime basically slams her empty mug down the counter from the kitchen connected to the living room.
"Knew you had a wild side." Shoko smirks, lying down on the couch, one leg dangling from the side, looking at you upside down.
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It is finally the day of the party, or the evening? You are getting ready in your room, deciding to go with very short leather shorts that had a bunch of little belts wrapped around it with fake translucent skin-effect tights that were warm enough for the night. For top, you decided to go with a fitted lace tank top and decided to top it off with a black skinny leather biker jacket, and knee high leather boots. You put on a pair of Vivienne Westwood earrings with a matching necklace while putting on a bunch of silver bracelets. Makeup consisted of smokey eyes, blush, highlighter, and lipstick. Hair was let down, with faint waves that you've gotten from putting your hair in a bun. You decided to only get your phone and a lip gloss as all your cards were stored in your phone case and didn't wanna take the risk of losing your handbag.
Stepping into the room, you were met with the squeaks and giggles of both girls, definitely looking you up and down. And you couldn't help but admire their outfits and beauty too.
"Babes, I wish I could eat both of you right now." You look at both of them, smirking. Your way of complimenting them.
"I mean, I'm down for the offer." Shoko replies, smirking back
"Girl, you look hot, like smoking hot!" Utahime basically fan girls.
"Babes, talk about yourself, whoever you're eyeing at that party better worships you." You throw her a kiss and get into Shoko's car, ignoring Utahime's little defiance.
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to be continued...