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Serena and I were a 100 percent sure that this was the college for us. We had so much fun at the tour and the soriety party was tonight.

We were invited as well, it was pretty cool to be invited even though we hadn't even finished high school yet.

In two weeks we would be starting the finals and in four weeks we would be done and hopefully graduated.

Colorfull lights were blinking and the bass of the music were bouncing off of the walls, Serena and I danced to the music, making many friends already.

Serena and I could do shots like no others.

Luckily Jake was going to be our driver tonight. Whenever we called, he would be there. Which is why he wanted to come with us in the first place, he knew how it was.

"Do you want to have fun?" Serena asked me with a smirk, she put her arms on my shoulders and I nodded drunkenly.

"Call Marcus, let him hear the party, then say soemthing to make him furious, as if you don't know you called him" Serena says and I giggle at her plan.

"Alright" I say and pull my phone out. I call him and he answers almost immediately. Serena ran her fingers down my neck and to my sides, she leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"Moan, say a random name, he'll go insane" Serena whispered, I smirked as she pulled away. "Mmhhh, fuck" I drunkely gasped, as if there was someone.

A guy was actually dancing against us, so I turned around, my phone still in my hand and I brought my arms around his neck.

"Fuck you're so sexy" He grunted, right into the fucking phone.

"Show me how sexy I am" I said slurred, a smirk erupted his face and he leaned down to nibble at my neck, I release a real moan as he kissed down my neck.

"Fuck, yes" I blurted. I hear shouting from the phone, but Serena took it and hung up.

Serena did a thumbs up and jumped excitedly as she laughed crazily as the success of the plan. Marcus was angry on the phone, he was shouting before Serena hung up.

Mission accomplished.

I made out a bit with the guy, then he became boring, so we ditched him.

It was close to 3AM, when we called Jake to pick us up. Serena and I sat on a curb and waited, I was almost passed out and Serena was high as hell.

Jake pulled up in Serena's car and got us in, I fell asleep on the backseat as he drove us back home to Danny.

I was lifted inside and put in the bed that Serena and I was sharing. Serena turned to cuddle me as I laid with my leg on the edge of the bed and on my stomach. Ready to move my head to the edge of the bed, If I had to throw up.

"Night, chaos 1 and 2" Jake retorted before turning off the lights.

I groaned as I heard my phone buzzing, I opened one eye and saw Marcus attempted to call me once again.

I would've answered if I wasn't feeling like this. But I fell asleep and let Serena cuddle into my back.

We woke up sunday by lunch time, I was done for. I had terrible hangover and I was not in the mood to go home.

"I can't drive, Rena. Sorry" I say as I put my sunglasses on. "It's fine, I can" Serena assures me, we start packing the car and then we said our goodbyes with Danny and Jake took off down the road on his motorcycle.

We followed behind him. I slept on the whole four hour ride back to town, I was dreading going back home.

Luckily when we made it, nobody was home. Jake helped me inside and I groaned in exhaustion as I threw myself on the couch.

"I can't wait to see what you in college will be like" Jake retorted with a snort before throwing himself on the opposite couch.

"But other than the parties, is this the one? Westcount?" Jake asks me in all seriousness.

"We both agreed it's perfect for us, it's the one" I say and lift my head a bit and smile at Jake.

"Good, Westcount it is" Jake says with a confirming nod.

"Tell me something, Alex. I swore I wouldn't ask, but what is going on between you and Marcus?" Jake asks me, sees me freeze slightly and I remain calm.

"Nothing, nothing is going on between your best friend and I" I say and Jake attempts to read me to see if it was the truth.

"I want to believe that. But why is he spamming me as soon as you leave town? What is the deal here?" Jake asks me.

"I don't know what his problem is, but it's not like I find it funny that he apparently did that" I say with a scoff.

"Hmm" Jake says, I stare back at him as he kept trying to read me. I don't know what Marcus' problem is, so even if I wanted to I couldn't answer him.

The door opens and Terry walks in with Claire. "Alex baby! You're home!" Claire cheers and I wince in pain at her high tones.

"My sister is gone for two days and she greets her like that—while I get a scoff and a 'oh it's you' when I'm gone for weeks" Terry retorts with a playful scoff.

"Well, your sister is cuter" Claire says before throwing herself on top of me. I hug her back as she does so and I laugh at Terry's hurt puppy face.

"Not fair" Terry complains. "What's not fair?" Stephanie's voice called out, causing Jake, Claire and I to groan quietly.

The three of us share a look as Marcus walks in behind her. "Nothing" Marcus answered for Terry as he walked by, he sat down in the couch and finally acknowledged the positon Claire and I was in on the couch and he raised an eyebrow.

"Claire, my sister is turning blue. Get off" Jake retorted, Claire began laughing as she leaned down to my ear and whispered. "Marcus is jealous"

I laughed at her, not with her at her comment, but at her. She looked down at me and I laughed and she nodded knowingly while laughing.

"Alright, what's so funny?" Marcus asked annoyed, just then Stephanie came over to sit on his lap, but he brushed her off and she fell onto the couch instead.

Both Claire and I burst out laughing, Claire rolled off of me and landed on the ground, I got up and walked around the couch and hugged Terry hello before going upstairs.

"I'm lonely" Claire shouted after me. "My doors always open, baby" I shout back to her.

I immediately strip down and get in the shower, I washed off the alcohol dried liquid I had sticking everywhere.

I washed myself and enjoyed the warm shower, I wrapped a towel around me and walked out to find some fresh clothes.

Only I see Marcus in my room. I jump in surprise and shock before securing the towel around me. "What the hell are you doing here?" I half shout at him.

"Get out, now!" I snap at him. "Hey, you saw me half naked when I borrowed your shower" Marcus retorts and I glare at him.

"Leave" I say and walk past him, I made sure to create enough space, so that he couldn't grab me like he usually did.

"No, we need to talk" Marcus said firmly and I stopped. "I don't think we do. I don't answer to you, so leave" I say and remain cold and calm.

"Also, I need to get dressed. Alone, thank you" I retort and glare at him. "I can turn around—but we still need to talk" Marcus said stubbornly.

I rolled my eyes before going into my walk in closet and got dressed. I pulled the jersey down and grabbed the sweatpants I planned to wear.

I bent down to put my foot through, but the door was ripped open.

"You're dressed enough, what the hell happened last night?" Marcus snaps at me and rips my pants out of my hand.

I stare at him in shock as I realize I'm only wearing panties and an oversized jersey.

"Tell me, Alex. Did you fuck that guy?" Marcus seemed desperate to know. Like something depended on it.

"Marcus! I don't need to answer your questions. Now, back off and leave!" I say, he was starting to piss me off.

"I sent Stephanie home, your brothers and Claire are getting pizza. We're alone, so tell me" Marcus said and stepped closer to me.

I swallowed a lump in my throat as he starred down at me.

"Did you fuck that guy?" Marcus asks once again.

"No" I blurt out, before I could stop myself. I look down as I cursed myself for being so weak.

"Did you want to fuck him?" Marcus pressed on. "Does it matter?" I snap at him and look up at him.

His eyes darkened and I raised an eyebrow, maybe it did matter to him, but why?

"It does, answer the question" Marcus says calmly, he leans down to my face and I move back a bit.

"Yes" I say, it was true, I had been drunk enough to be careless about it. In the moment I wanted it, but Marcus was on the back of my mind.

Marcus pushed me back into the mirrored wall, not hard enough to hurt me, but hard enough to let me know I was fucked.