Frat party Stories

Liz, a high school senior, felt the warmth of the August evening cling to her skin as she approached the house with her friend, Mary. The music thumped from within, a muffled bass line that seemed to resonate in her very bones. The party was already in full swing, and a sea of college kids spilled out onto the lawn, their laughter and chatter a stark contrast to the quiet streets of their suburban neighborhood. Liz's hear...

Looking around the raucous party, Rachel asked herself, “What am I doing here? I should just go back to my dorm.” She felt invisible in the crowd. She had found a couch to sit on, off to the side, and was watching partying come and go. “Hey, you must be new. I'm Tye,” someone said to her. Startled, she looked up and saw a very handsome, very fit guy. He HAD to be popular. Why would he even talk to her, she wondered. But,...

I was afraid I was becoming a slut, but Tom's tongue always made me remember why I was doing all those things. After we returned home, Tom volunteered to get the mail. Returning from the mailbox, I could tell he was excited. Here it is! It was addressed to me and in a special looking envelope. I enthusiastically ripped into it. It was an invitation just for me! Tom had been talking about it for months and I was invited. T...